Wednesday, January 10, 2018

31

heya


and so here we are again. once more we are on, or at, 10 January, look you see. this day, to me, is Frankie day, for it marks the day on a year gone by when i got to see Frankie Goes To Hollywood very much live and very much in concert.

that is a year in the past, to be sure, as opposed to one yet to come.



yes of course i still treasure this, and indeed i do remember it all. well, perhaps not as well as i once could recall such, for time does ebb away at our memories.

luckily, though, a few years ago someone passed along to me a recording of the very gig what i was at. i, and of course Uncle Colin, who was so kind as to take me along to it.

the recording, alas, was made on the technology of the day, which is to say one of them at the time fancy new walkman devices what had a microphone welded on to it. in this regard it is not quite so perfectly good as you might hope, but you can hear stuff.

literally, you can hear stuff, for here is a snippet for you.....



that's the grand opening to the gig, in the form of Warriors Of The Wasteland. as all Frankie fans will know, that was the opening song on the then new, still second record album off of Frankie, Liverpool. once that song was done they went into a personal favourite of mine, The Only Star In Heaven, but this has slightly better quality so i thought that this would be the best one to use.

for the benefit of not so much Google indexing as those using a Google to find this, yes, this was Frankie Goes To Hollywood at the Manchester G-Mex on 10 January 1987.  if it just so happens that you were at this gig too and curiosity lead you to search out and be here, then nice one!



it would be splendid to say you can hear my teenage self screaming on that recording, but no. to be frank, Frankie, i was just stood in a silent awe of seeing the bestest band ever of all time live, and in the flesh.

lots and lots of thanks, always, are due. many thanks indeed to Mum & Dad for getting me the tickets, to Uncle Colin for taking me, to the bootlegger who recorded the gig, to the fellow fan who shared the recording with me and, but of course, thank you Frankie.


enjoy it or get out the game...............................




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