Some of you may have seen my thread in ‘The Lounge’ (in one of the two Football threads) about the sudden loss of my wife last week.
This afternoon, trying to kill a couple of hours, I put on some music & was instantly reminded of some good musical times we shared together.
My hero is, & always been, a bloke who plays guitar. What’s his name? I remember now, Eric Clapton. First time I saw him live was in Birmingham in 1998 & is a night I’ll never forget. My wife wasn’t a fan but came with me, from Cornwall, because she thought she should. I thought he was sensational & at the end my wife said, “I understand what all the fuss is about now”. She then added, “Mind you, with all his money you would have thought that he could have dressed up a bit rather than perform in his gardening jeans & T-shirt…”
I was not a great fan of Elton John so when she announced she wanted to see him live, again in Birmingham, I had to act the loyal husband & go with her. What a surprise! The only superstar I have seen who radiated the superstar aura about him when he came on stage before he even started playing! Him & his band were totally brilliant & I remain a big fan to this day.
We have both always liked Genesis. We are not well travelled, other than two fantastic holidays to the States. The second of these accidently coincided with their 2007 performance at Madison Square Garden. What a thrill that was for both of us.
Topping all of these wonderful musical experiences for Julie however were the three occasions she went by herself early this century, to Manchester, Birmingham & Cardiff to see her equivalent of my Eric Clapton,…David Cassidy! I had to offer to go with her but she wanted to go alone (thank god) in case he caught her eye & decided she really was the one for him. In Cardiff she got a cancellation ticket with a group of similar aged women, all mid-forties at the time, & found herself front row, centre stage about ten feet from him for two hours. She swears he caught her eye more than once! “Good music?” I asked. “Rubbish”, she replied, “but the best concert I have been to…”.
Listening to some old favourites this afternoon bought all these memories back. Hope you don’t mind me posting.