so yes, here i go again. just about (more or less, look you see) every year i do a post here to commemorate it being the anniversary of seeing a band called tin machine. they famously featured a certain David Bowie as a member, someone who(m) i have been known to be partial to the music of. over the last couple of years i think my celebratory posts have been ones of "maybe i should stop doing these", speculating that (perhaps) i had exhausted the subject. yet here we are.
unless i have done this one before and forgot (no, i don't read my own posts) it is something of a surprise that i've not gone done this one before. it is to do with my most frequently told memory from the gig, which was (for clarification) at the Newcastle Mayfair, November 5 1991. when i say most frequently told i mean that i believe everyone who(m) has had the misfortune to spend five or so minutes in my presence has been told this one.
indeed that is Bowie performing at the gig what i was at. there is a glimpse (of sorts) of Hunt Sales on drums in the background, and he is a little clearer in what follows. through the kindness and generosity of internet strangers, all impressed (or at the least taken, or amused) with how fondly i recall this gig, i have over the years been gifted a bootleg recording (audio) and video of the gig what i was at. no, you can't really see (or hear) me in them, for some reason the illicit recorders elected to focus on David Bowie rather than an 18 year old fan in the audience.
let me give you the story then. it was during the extended (so to speak) performance of Heaven's In Here, where the band all go off on a sort of jazz odyssey thing, and Bowie elects to do some freestyle musings. at one point, and that's what is in the video below (which hopefully comes across the internet just fine) he asks the question "do you smoke after sex".
he, as in David Bowie, or if you like DAVID F*****G BOWIE, just happened to be staring directly at me as he asked this question. so, if you can bring yourself to do so, look at his eyes in the video and if you follow where they are staring then you know exactly where i was stood at the gig.
the answer to his question is yes. well, mostly. i mean, how would one dare not do it if David suggested it? sometimes, though, if done properly, one can be left a bit too shagged out (so to speak) to get up and go and have one, since you can't smoke indoors no more. also, be wary of a logical fallacy here. notoriously i do smoke far, far too much (sorry), so don't go thinking i am some love albatross that gets up to that sort of thing more than 20 times a day. would be nice to, sure, but i am in my 50s, and sometimes you would rather just have a nice cup of tea and read a book than get all sticky and sweaty.
will i be, this time next year, doing another celebratory post? most likely, should of course it be that i remain a thing. it will be the 35th anniversary of it next year, which kind of feels significant. not too sure if there's any quality audio or video to mine to put up in celebration, but then earlier this year i managed to honour the Frankie gig with a bit of sound when i thought i had done it all.
many thanks as ever for stopping by and indulging the sentimental hygiene of the memories i hold dear. and of course apologies to friends, family and those what tolerate me (sometimes due to contractual obligations but i will take it) who(m) gazed up on this with a sigh and said "oh no not the Bowie smoke sex story again".
if for some reason you're interested in this sort of thing (the gig and not, alas, the smoke after sex business), then here you go, some links to previous celebration posts -
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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