On 29th May I took the boys, Matt and Tom, to hear play at the Albert Hall the man they used to call God. Yes, I know this piece is out of chronological order, under June instead of May. I just forgot to include it earlier. I blame it on a touch of the ‘old timers’, as Peter from Pershore would say.
Anyway, after a less than overwhelming warm up act from Texas, the lone star state, a nice Turkish carpet (the sort your great-granny had in her front room before fitted carpets were invented) was brought out and unrolled in front of the mike. Was this to make Eric feel at home? I thought the Albert was his second home? Or was it to dissipate static? Before we could come up with an answer, Eric strolled onto said carpet, nattily attired in casual shirt and jeans, and rocked straight into the first number. He kept up the pace throughout the evening and was his usual consummate, professional self. (more…)