I seem to have a knack for living by really cool concert venues. A few years ago I got to sit on my sofa and listen to The Three Tenors (Domingo, Carreras and Pavarotti) singing live just a few hundred metres away from my house in Bath. Then The Rolling Stones played Twickenham Stadium and I watched from my window as a huge burst of fire shot up from the venue and I heard the “Woo-woos” from ‘Sympathy For The Devil’ echoing around my street.
Tonight I was lucky enough to listen in on Jon Bon Jovi singing ‘Blaze Of Glory’ and ‘Wanted Dead Or Alive’ while I stood at my window, staring at their lightshow bouncing around on the bottom of the clouds hanging over the stadium.
My face hurts from all the grinning, and I’m happy to report that I sang along to ‘Wanted Dead Or Alive’ with even worse harmonies than Sam Winchester. Luckily, nobody heard me.
Bliss. I’m tellin’ ya. Bliss.