Cee Tee Jackson

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I was immediately put on edge when I arrived home and my wife, was waiting at the front door to greet me. As I reversed the car into the car-port, I broke out in a cold sweat. I was in trouble. What for, I couldn’t fathom, but Diane would never leave the settee when Judge Judy was on television. This must be serious.

But as I got out the car and approached the steps to the house, I could see she was smiling. My mood changed. WAH -HEY!! 😉🤣

Well, niot quite – but at least I wasn’t in bother.

“Look! Look. See what I’ve got for you” she said as her eyes sparkled and her smiling face exuded a joyous pride. She handed me what looked like two tickets.

Yes. Two tickets for gig up in Glasgow.

“Van Morrison?” I read out loud.

“Yeah, isn’t it great? I was lucky to get them.”

“Why?”

“Why, what?” Diane’s facial expression had tightened slightly. Her excitement was being questioned by a brain now working at max output. “You love Van Morrison …?”

I could detect an air of uncertainty in her tone.

“No I don’t. I chuffin’ hate him. Over-rated, bad-tempered little so-and-so!”

“But you always say he’s a great singer. He does that song that was covered in The Lost Boys film. ‘People Are Strange.’ And ‘Riders on the Storm’ I think it’s called.

“That’s JIM Morrison, Diane. JIM Morrison. Of The Doors. He died about thirty years ago.’

Diane was crestfallen.

After I stopped laughing, I was a bit more understanding, though the unnecessary cost of the expensive tickets irked somewhat.

“Nice try, Diane,” I consoled. “Easy mistake,” I lied. (Come on …! Enigmatic rock god  from Los Angeles, or a grumpy short-arse from Belfast?!)

And so, several weeks later, we rocked up at the city-centre venue as the moody VAN Morrison raced through a set of just an hour’s duration (there was no supporting / opening act) with no audience interaction and exited stage-left without an encore. I know from a friend who was a roadie that before the audience had given up hope their chanting would bring him back on stage, Van the Man was long gone.

Aye – ‘When The Music’s Over’, Van Morrison’s legging it off down the road for fish supper, and back to his hotel room.

Ah well, they always say it’s the thought that counts. I still ‘Love Her Madly.’

😀


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18 comments

  2. Van Morrison….Not just me then.

    But the things we do for love.I once bought a copy of the Daily Mail for my wife because there was a Rupert Bear supplement (Life long fan…and why not?).

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      • Me neither, but my wife when she was very young, loved the whole thing, and still does. One of those bits of magic that when it gets you it stays. (for me ‘Bill and Ben’)
        Now Jackie Lee! (Yep I agree with you Let us not forget ‘White Horses’ too)
        Those hits might be down to the sheer professionalism of her singing – she was also held in very high regard as a session singer, but had to give up in the early 70s with vocal problems, which might have been down to the sheer amount of work she put in. A legends amongst the professionals.

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  5. Interesting about the hour and no audience interaction, they said the same about Lily Allen.Funny enough I like studio recordings of Van the Man, but I do worry about the lyrics in “Brown Eyed Girl.

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    • Never paid much attention – though it is quite catchy!
      But now you’ve prompted me to look, and yeah …. how old were they when they got it on? It reads like they were ‘pretty young’ to say the least …. hmmmn. 🤔

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