23 February 2011

The Clash

23 February 1982
21 years old
Went straight from school to Festival Hall, bumped into cute Mark M at Spencer Street Station. Waited out the back for ages, feared The Clash wouldn’t turn up; they did and were surprisingly very nice and very obliging. Kirsty and her friends smuggled D, C, E and I in, Ang had a ticket. Lots of people there, it was packed! Paul, Craig, Lyn, Peter, Muz (!), Shane, Lee, Pepa, Claudia, Kerry, Rose, Sue, Maureen, Kathy etc.
Absolutely powerful gig, so energetic 2 1/4 hours of strong music. Mick the lead guitarist is sweet for a toughie, cute (ugly but interesting). Afterwards hung around the back, everyone dedicated enough to stay long enough was let back into the hall, where the four lads with their charming English accents came out and signed autographs and chatted. They were so nice. I’ve never been so surprised. I expected them to be grotty, but they were really sweet.
Got Mick’s autograph again, told him the show was wonderful and that he was too, kissed him on his ever-so-smooth cheek (some guys jeered). Later as we were leaving, C shook his hand, then I did and when he looked up to see whose hand he was shaking and saw me, he gave me the biggest, warmest smile. He looked quite adorable in his big suit. Drove home with C, D and Kirsty, singing Radio Clash in my head. Great Gig!

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