Memories of 1981
Feb. 28th, 2009 10:56 amI switched the TV on last night and caught the last half hour of a concert by Queen- the one they did in Montreal in 1981. They were a pretty good band, weren't they?- good songs, virtuoso musicianship. And what a showman Freddie Mercury was! I've always thought of them as theatrical- decadently so- and not in a good way- but this was a tight show, with some hard and fast rocking going on. Apparently the filming wasn't a happy business. The audience was quieter than was usual (Canadians, see) and the producer had managed to piss off the band- but it doesn't really show- and I bet the surviving Queen boys are pleased there's this record of them in their pomp.
What was I doing in 81? Not listening to Queen, that's for sure. I had a young family- and I was in Reddish, working with Graham Marshall- trying to get that dour, downcast, old cotton-spinning town to show a little enthusiasm for Jesus. We had a beautiful, late Victorian church- very Stones of Venice- a soaring, redbrick homage to the mill-owner's happy memories of his Italian honeymoon. It was dark, impossible to heat- and if ever a building suffered from depression that building did. Graham and I used to spend long mornings discussing the parish's financial crisis- meetings from which I generally came away with an incipient migraine. When I did listen to music it was probably Holly Near. We went to a Holly Near concert in Manchester- not well attended because she really hadn't made much of a name for herself in Britain. We were sitting in the front row and when she sang "For Me and My Gal" she tipped me a wink on the line, "The parson's waiting".
Holly was being a lesbian then. I believe she dropped it later. And my first wife was becoming one. She hasn't dropped it.
What was I doing in 81? Not listening to Queen, that's for sure. I had a young family- and I was in Reddish, working with Graham Marshall- trying to get that dour, downcast, old cotton-spinning town to show a little enthusiasm for Jesus. We had a beautiful, late Victorian church- very Stones of Venice- a soaring, redbrick homage to the mill-owner's happy memories of his Italian honeymoon. It was dark, impossible to heat- and if ever a building suffered from depression that building did. Graham and I used to spend long mornings discussing the parish's financial crisis- meetings from which I generally came away with an incipient migraine. When I did listen to music it was probably Holly Near. We went to a Holly Near concert in Manchester- not well attended because she really hadn't made much of a name for herself in Britain. We were sitting in the front row and when she sang "For Me and My Gal" she tipped me a wink on the line, "The parson's waiting".
Holly was being a lesbian then. I believe she dropped it later. And my first wife was becoming one. She hasn't dropped it.
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Date: 2009-02-28 12:45 pm (UTC)I wish I could have seen them live.
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Date: 2009-02-28 09:05 pm (UTC)Bis-mil-lah! NO! We will not let you go! (Let him go)
Bis-mil-lah! We will not let you go (Let me go)
Bis-mil-lah! We will not let you go
Will not let you go
Will not let you go let me go
No no no no NO NO NO!
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Date: 2009-02-28 10:34 pm (UTC)I wish I could sing, but I can't. When I was in primary school and we were putting on a show for the parents I had to stand on the back row and mime the words.
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Date: 2009-03-01 12:51 am (UTC)It's also terribly American of me, but I can't help sharing that my first and only wife also discovered she was a lesbian while I was away on yet another sea voyage some time later.
What a koin-ki-dink! Isn't it fun to share?
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Date: 2009-03-01 06:40 am (UTC)Like the Good Book says "There is nothing new under the sun...".
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