Last night saw the final gig of The Blind Eagles' blockbusting tour of northern England. I am writing this on the tour bus as our driver Red steers us back to Manchester Airport so that our North American backing singers - The Eaglettes can fly home.
The last gig happened in The Spa Theatre, Scarborough. We really nailed it!
There was Steve Reed churning out the bass lines like sleepers on a railway track - taking us steadily to some faraway hills and there was his partner Dave caught in the spotlight like Mark Knopfler from Dire Straits. He was inspired. John Gray beat his drumkit in the style of Animal from "The Muppet Show" - beads of perspiration shooting out like some kind of human fountain. God that guy knows to drive the beat.
The Eaglettes - Mary, Vivian and Jenny crooned in natural harmony, their figure-hugging sequined dresses sparkling like distant constellations. They really gelled on the tour - not just as singers but as friends too. Speaking as the lead singer and frontman, they gave me brilliant support. I couldn't have done it without you gals!
The Scarborough crowd were really up for it. News of our success had spread across The Deep North like a forest fire and of course our social media channels - including Twitter and YouTube had added much fuel to the conflagration. Thanks to Meike Riley and Jennifer Barlow for co-ordinating all that stuff.
I think we will all remember the tour for different reasons. That cheap hotel in Blackpool where Dave and Steve were caught snorting coke in the breakfast room by Elsie the fearsome landlady and the riot in Sunderland when waiting fans were told that the gig was completely sold out. The power outage in Grimsby and Red sleeping with all of The Eaglettes that memorable night in the Travel Lodge just outside York.
Hey baby, it's all rock n' roll. "Carpe diem" as they say. You gotta seize the day.
Meantime our first album "The Blind Eagles On Tour" is already charting at number one across Europe and The States. And I am proud to announce that my original song, "Save The Earth" has been selected as the theme music for the new David Attenborough TV series that will have the same name:-
Listen to the silence
Now that the birds have gone
Earth whispered long ago
There's no room for every one
Save the Earth
Save the Earth
Save the Earth
Sometimes I worry about you.......😉ReplyDelete
You can only help if you have experience of nursing the mentally ill Christina.Delete
I saw Manfred Mann perform in Scarborough back in the seventies.ReplyDelete
Was it Manfred Mann's Earth Band?Delete
Yes, I think it was.Delete
Laughing here at the reference to Dave and Steve. Naughty boys!ReplyDelete
You should have seen Elsie chasing them up the stairs with her sweeping brush.Delete
We ran fast -- fueled both by fear and Bolivian Marching Powder!Delete
I'm finding it a bit strange to be in someone else's deranged visions.ReplyDelete
Someone Else's Deranged Visions are not in the same league as The Blind Eagles.Delete
What happens in Scarborough stays in Scarborough, but let me say that that gig will have its own chapter in my tell-all memoirs about my rock and roll life.ReplyDelete
Your secrets are safe with me Vivian. I won't say a word about the lighthouse keeper from Flamborough.Delete
Is it time for your medication now?ReplyDelete
Nurse! Nurse! I just saw a unicorn.Delete
Almost a bit too convincing...ReplyDelete
Thanks again for your social media work.Delete
Your eagle needs dark glasses if he's blind!ReplyDelete
I have a nice new jacket here for you to wear, sir. Here, let me just . . . yes the arms ARE nice and long aren't they . . . let me just tie it in the back here . . .
Speaking seriously, I do like your poem very much. It's quite haunting.
Get this jacket off of me! I feel like a caterpillar or maybe one of those guys in "One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest"!Delete
Now don't you know The Cuckoo's Nest is a wonderful new resort spa - you will love it! Why I hear Jack Nicholson visits it all the time.ReplyDelete
"Save The Earth" is a needed tune for our world today.
I believe you are trying to trap me Madam Bonnie! Like a spider trapping a butterfly.Delete
I'm not sure if it is great minds think alike...or those of similar insanity do. In preparing my article for our pending Mothers' Day here Down Under which is coming up on the second Sunday in May...I used the quote "Carpe Diem...Seize the Day"!ReplyDelete
I'm completely blind to all the rest!
I suggest you make an appointment with an optometrist - urgently!Delete
Well that old Red is quite the guy. That's what you get when you have a crazy Canuck in your organization. However, the Eagles are one of my favorite groups.ReplyDelete
I am guessing you are back in Alberta now Red. Thanks for driving the bus. Did The Micro Manager notice you had gone?Delete
Mad, mad, mad, did you know there was/is (getting older) 'Seize the Day'group last seen at an anti-fracking protest.ReplyDelete
They should change their name to "Seize the Fracking Speculators by their Throats"!Delete
Could it be that I was saying madly creative? As one who has lost the art of writing I was envious;)Delete
LOL! I love this.ReplyDelete
It has always been my dream to snort cocaine in Blackpool! How did you know?!
I can read you like a book Steve. Thanks for not insinuating that I am insane for writing this and instead recognising that it was just a bit of creative fun.Delete