Over ten years ago, I found myself stood just inches from the most beautiful man in the world. He was on stage, and due to the drummer of the band having been brought to the front of the stage, he found himself singing from the side. Right where we'd been standing. He was Mark, the band was Ride, and he's one of those bastards who has carried on staying beautiful - like the Mancis instructed us - despite the shattering of his friendship with Andy "I'm in Oasis now" Bell and the trashing of the band they'd worked putting together.