When the broken chords of Message in a Bottle fill the 65,000 seater, I am running. After 27 minutes of queuing and carrying 3 beers to our seats just 20 metres from the stage (Thank you, Ravin) I succeed in spilling them all. I queue for another 20 minutes, but this time I am anxious. [...]
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Police Story – a tale of true love PART:4
September 23, 2007Police Story – a tale of true love PART:3
September 21, 2007Kurt Cobain has a lot to answer for. In 1991 he destroyed the hair bands and knocked dinosaurs like Dire Straits, Springsteen and Mike Jackson off the throne. He told us geeks that we didn’t have to be as talented as Eddie Van Halen or as cool as David Lee Roth. We could just rock [...]
Police Story – a tale of true love PART-2
September 18, 2007The press for The Police concert isn’t kind. The DJ on Radio One claims that if he wanted to see dinosaurs hauling their menopausal carcasses across stadiums, he’d visit the Natural History Museum. I never call radio shows, but I did consider ringing up and giving the man a lecture on mixed metaphors.
But I do [...]
Police Story – a tale of true love PART:1
September 17, 2007The pound was retailing at 250 rupees, London was in the throes of a tube strike and my herb dealer wasn’t answering calls. I should’ve been in a bad mood. But I wasn’t. How could I be? In 4 days I was to see The Police. When I tell people who my favourite [...]
