he made my heart sing
There was no way on this earth I was going to get drawn into another rock n roll circus. No sir, not me, been there, done that. Read the book, done the tours, bought the t-shirts and met all the members of the band, not once but twice with tread to spare ... I wasn't going down that road again for anyone.
Then I heard that "he" was gonna be in town and niavely thought it would be good to try to get some tickets for the husband's Christmas present.
'Just make a few posts on this forum and then mention you're looking for some tickets' my pal said.
'Nah - I've got absolutely nothing in common with anyone there' said I.
Six months on and I have listened to, reviewed and shared my opinion on the first half of his back catalogue, acquired an instant collection of excellent bootlegs, and got blown away in Manchester. How can this have happened? I only wanted a couple of tickets for his London gig - and I didn't even manage to get them.
I've spent the best part of the last month listening to him spin his Magic and it's gone onto my very small list of albums which don't have any bad tracks on them. Very small! It makes me sing, it makes me smile, it makes me happy. Something can't be right!
And I'm seriously contemplating the trek to Cardiff in order to catch him again before he spins off out of reach into the nether regions of the European Union and finally his American Land. Then life will return to 'normal' again. Or at least 'normal with a smile on my face'.
It may be a long time before he passes this way again.
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