| MARILLION BRINGS "COMA BOY" ROUND |
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| "Thanks lads, you've bought our son back to us" say relieved parents | |
| Poor
Danny Armforth had been in a medical coma since October 1987, following
a tragic car accident, that incidentally, claimed the young life of his
pet spider "Webby". Danny was left with multiple fractures to
both legs and both arms. His skull, fractured in seventeen places,
needed two tons of metal and 93 operations to reconstruct. Thankfully
his brain was ok. Indeed, there were strong signs of activity, showing
that he was not "Brain Dead" or "Clinically Dead".
Danny's
doctors at the Cumberland Medical Research Centre, in Oxford, where he
had been taken to recover after the operations, tried all of their known
methods of "pulling him off" his coma. Smelling salts, shaking
his arms, shouting in his ears, slapping him around a bit and electrode
shock treatment applied to his testicles all failed to rouse him. It was
over to his parents, Hugh and Glenda Armforth, who then spent the next
six months cooking his favourite meals (spam and chips, egg and chips,
bierwurst und currysauce) in his hospital room, hoping that the aroma
would arouse him. They played him his favourite tapes - Script For A
Jesters Tear and Fugazi - constantly for four days, but still nothing.
On his 20th birthday, they got the players form his favourite football
team, Lincoln City, to sing a rousing chorus of "Happy
Birthday" to him. Even giving the bumps didn't work! Then
it was over to his mates. First, Stephen Jones sat by his bedside and
told him rude jokes for a week. Even though a couple brought a smile to
his face, there was nothing else. Barry Peters brought in his portable
TV, Video and Star Trek collection. But after 36 hours he fell asleep,
slipped of his chair and broke his jaw. Mike “Beavis" Bryant paid
a prostitute, Cherry Pink, 55, to give Danny oral sex twice. "He
was so sweet", she said "He came twice in his half hour".
But even that failed to get him round. But the brain patterns were still
encouraging. All
that was three years ago. Many had tried since then, but none had
succeeded. That was until his younger brother, Alan, brought the new
Marillion CD. He explains "We'ed always played him 'Script…' and
'Fugazi' but none of the others. So when I got 'Afraid of Sunlight' some
of the lyrics touched me deeply, and suggested Danny had been in the
bands thoughts when they wrote them". Danny’s mum had wrote
several times to Mark Kelly to get the band to visit, but each time
they'd been snubbed, due to tour commitments, recording, shagging and
drinking. Alan took the CD in. He told Danny all about the album, it's
cover, how long the songs were, what instruments they played on it, what
the songs were about. Everything. They he played it. At first it was
just like normal. The dumb look on his face, matched only by the
stillness of his body suggested that this was in vain. Then when the
second song "Californian Surf Babe" started, Danny suddenly
jumped up, got out of bed, picked his brother up by the knees, shook him
and screamed "Turn that crap off! It isn't Marillion! Tell me it
isn't Marillion or I'll kill you, you bastard!". Alan was so happy
he pissed himself with joy. The doctors rushed into the room and gave
Danny the normal coming out of coma tests that we all know and love. Danny
now leads a normal and exciting life. "Wc would just like to thank
those Marillion boys for doing such an excellent job. Thank you very
much. Wc love you all, especially that Fish man. He's very nice."
his parents told mc. |
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