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That's right, more than half my lifetime ago, nineteen years ago today, Phil Lynott died. I'm in the lucky position of having met almost all of my musical heroes, and here's one who got away before I had the chance. A little over a year ago I was within striking distance of the man's grave, and while I wouldn't have made that sort of trip as a pilgrimage in its own right, I couldn't miss it when I was just up the road. And what is there there to show for it all? A load of faded trinkets, some plastic jewellery, the odd guitar pick and a couple of pictures. I'll settle for playing the songs he left behind. Rock on!