Showing posts with label Keith Richards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Keith Richards. Show all posts

Friday, June 13, 2014

Best Memory of Massey Hall


Best Memory of Massey Hall
by Live Music Head



Was when I got in for free to see 
Keith Richards and The X-pensive Winos 
sometime in the early 90s, 
prob'ly '93. 
I forget the exact date because 
I don’t have a ticket stub. 
This is why: 
after my ticket-connection guy failed to show, 
and my friends caved to scalper prices, 
I found myself standing on the sidewalk out front of the Hall alone, 
still hungover from the night before,
and with no ticket to the show.
I wandered into the Silver Rail across the street
and had to laugh.
Everyone drinking in there looked just like Keef.
But still no sight of my ticket-connection guy.
When I came back out to the sidewalk in front of the Hall,
a group of guys were there smoking a joint.
When I told them I really wanted to see the show, 
but had no ticket, 
they said: 
"why not just pretend you have one and follow us in, 
like you're with us?" 
Now this really isn't my style at all, 
so I surprised myself when I said: 
“okay, yea why not? 
If I get booted, hopefully it won’t be too embarrassing 
and I’ll blame it on the hangover.” 
So off I went walking between them four boys, 
straight up to where their seats were on the first balcony 
without being stopped once, 
only to find an empty seat right alongside theirs! 
The lights went down moments later, 
offering a perfect cover of darkness. 
I spotted my friends down below,
sitting in their 3x-the-ticket-price-floor-seats 
and wished I was with them.
But ya know, 
on further thought,
I was pretty darn happy where I was, 
rockin’ out with my new friends, 
at no cost. 
When the guitarist for the Rolling Stones came out, 
it was with a butt hanging from his mouth 
despite Toronto's smoking ban. 
From that moment on,
and throughout the entire show,
I could hear, 
clearly and distinctly, 
every single note he hit on his axe.
Kudos to the Massey Hall sound man! 
It was rock and roll, 
and I liked it. 
I liked it.
Yes I did.


Official website for Massey Hall...




Monday, August 19, 2013

Meeting President Clinton



Meeting Bill Clinton
42nd President of the United States of America
by Live Music Head

LMH waiting to meet Bill Clinton 11/21/11

On this day back in 1946,
Bill Clinton,
the 42nd President of the United States of America,
was born.
And I find myself remembering how I whined
about having to freeze my ass off on Bay St,
for hours,
waiting to meet him,
while the Secret Service swept the Manulife Centre.
It was a really cold day in Toronto,
the twenty-first day of November, 2011.
When the line finally started moving,
I whined even more when I was told I had to
strip down
by removing my coat, keys, camera, and phone,
to place in a plastic bin
(just like at the airport)
before entering Chapters Indigo
where the former U.S. President was doing a book signing.
I was told I could only retrieve my belongings
upon exiting the store.
But ya know what?
It was all worth it.
For once inside,
I was surrounded by powerful men in dark suits.
And I gotta say,
I just love a powerful man in a suit when he’s the first
to extend his arm to shake my hand.
Especially when the hand belongs to
a former leader of the United States,
and he looks me straight on with those eyes
while doing so.
Live Music Head:
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Mister President.
I just love saxophone players.”
A smile spread across The President’s face.
“I saw you in the Rolling Stones film Shine a Light,
and what a hoot seeing you back stage
when Keith Richards yelled out:
“Hey Clinton, I’m Bushed!’”
Bill Clinton: “That’s right! And I loved it!”
With an autographed copy of Clinton's new book 
tucked under my arm
(Back to Work: Why We Need Smart Government 
for a Strong Economy),
I was then ushered away by one of them powerful dark suits,
with my heart fluttering like a sixteen-year-old.
For when I made him smile,
I fell in love with the krinkles that formed around those eyes.
In fact,
within the 2 minutes I got to spend with him,
I was so completely charmed by Mr President
that I forgot what I read in Monica Lewinsky’s book...
about the lyin’ cheatin’ coward he was. 


Get ready to strip... as in strip-tease!
Because this is Bill Clinton playing Heartbreak Hotel
with a sexy saxophone

on The Arsenio Hall Show...