Gary Lightbody still remembers the first songs he ever wrote.
“They sucked big style,” he grins.
“I was 15 maybe. There’s a little room down underneath the kitchen in our house, like a little dungeon. I would go down there and turn my amp up and my parents would be in the kitchen going: ‘God, what have we done? What child of Satan have we spawned?’
Nils van der Linden 