I’d pay a pretty high price for a decent gig. As a teenager at Reading Festival 2006, my romanticisation of Franz Ferdinand was ample justification for a 12-hour attachment to the front row railings. Fast forward a decade or so, and it seems people just don’t value live music like they used to.

Hordes of Stokes Croftians on minimum wage will regularly cough up £20 for nights at Motion, but turnout for free gigs? Relatively low. But hey, maybe this is down to the comfort or genuine enjoyment of a herd. Gig buddies are relatively thin on the ground, whereas my favourite Motion memories centre around its bizarre tribal rituals – holding hands to stick together through crowds, huddling in the smoking area… sharing a singular piece of borrowed gum.

Still, it seems we have a new demand for consistency. In an age with free flowing access to music, but tight purse strings, our tolerance of anything but awesome is dwindling.

Perhaps this is a strive for excellence, a weeding out of the weak, but in a creative industry, how are bands supposed to get good without playing some really substandard shows along the way? I love hearing the stories of bands starting out. How, in true punk style, no-one in The Slits could actually play their instrument before taking to stage. How Muse (then Rocket Baby Dolls) accidentally won a pivotal Battle of the Bands, having smashed up their equipment in what they saw as merely a protest.

The dark rooms with random musicians hitting things are important; a place where bands cut their teeth, make mistakes, build – through highs and lows – their true diehard fans. If you want creativity to keep coming through, enjoy the mess, revel in the flaws, and, just occasionally, sink into some deep mediocrity.

The dark rooms with random musicians hitting things are important; a place where bands cut their teeth, make mistakes, build – through highs and lows – their true diehard fans. If you want creativity to keep coming through, enjoy the mess, revel in the flaws, and, just occasionally, sink into some deep mediocrity.