FOLLOWING on from this morning’s writings, I’ve been involved in and going through some awfully shitty times lately….despair, anger, deep sorrow, fear, confusion…..LIFE !!!???!!!
HOWEVER a few weeks back Nick called me “Are you doing anything on Friday, first of June, Mum”???
What a question!!!
Doing anything???
A special event for me LATELY is driving down the main street instead of taking the short cut, to the shops.
Having said that….Nick wanted to take me for dinner at the Bridge Hotel in Castlemaine where Liz Stringer was performing….Dinner AND a Concert. I was really happy.
But Liz Stringer is Nick’s favourite singer, not mine. (or so I thought)
Tonight he arrived, we drove through a lovely brisk 2 degrees, to the funky, intimate little Venue. A staggering drunk almost spoilt the first half of the evening, reeling and tottering, threatening to fall on several of us sitting near the stage until Nick finally stopped asking him “Not to fall on my Mum”, the drunk got nasty, Nick got Security. He’d already stepped all over my feet, and the idea of being vomited on was too awful to bear (I’d almost reached my limit and wanted to kick him)!!! Finally he was removed!!!, just before
Liz Stringer walked onstage and that was that!!! I’m a totally converted Fan Girl….she’s gorgeous, earthy, a masterful songwriter, with a huge vocal range, brilliant guitarist. Witty, disarmingly straightforward about the places she’s been as a recovering alcoholic….but her husky voice, impossible to describe in words, had me covered in goosebumps, riveted.
I put her right up on a pedestal beside Nick Cave (not because she’s anything like him, she’s totally unique, but because as a song writer, she goes to the bare bones of life, and is not afraid to sing about it)
WHAT AN AMAZING NIGHT!!! Thank you SO much Nick Howells , you literally made my week 💙💙💙

Photo by Nick Howells