Blistering, snarling first tour. A roadie played Sid’s bass lines from behind a curtain.
The classic line-up playing in a room the size of your living room. Awesome.
He took us all outside and we sang along by the canal.
They played from 7.30 to past 11. Ray Davies came on to play Lola.
Two sets and a whole day in the sun at the old Wembley.
Ex-Eagles man on brilliant vocal form.
Snarling Rattus Norvegicus era. Unrepeatable.
He had no set, and played from a pile of requests on his piano.
Party time and Union Jack waving all the way. When we came out the streets were on fire so the whole audience walked to Stockwell tube.
Piano and vocals only to a select audience, and not a dry eye in the house.