Age gets us all in the end - if nothing has intervened in the meantime. The day Phil Collins had to hang up his drumsticks was truly a sad day. IMHO he was one of rock's greatest drummers.
It looks great on YouTube. A 71 year old musician with health problems, getting to have a last go on stage. Good for him. May be a glass half empty thing.... but I'm pleased he could and did.
Very sad indeed.
Genesis were the first band I ever saw 'live', in 1979 and they were exceptional.
Even though my friend and I were in the "standing room only" part, we were able to sing and dance along with each and every song.
I remember that the tickets were £3 each and my Mum had bought 3 of them.
My friend's boyfriend was supposed to be the 3rd person, but he had to work - he was a massive fan of Genesis, so I imagine he was none too pleased!
As we made our way towards the auditorium, a man rushed over and asked if we had any spare tickets.
Well, we did.
I explained that they were 'standing room', but he didn't care and he gave me £6 for the ticket, which I gave to my Mum, who was surprised to be refunded most of her money.
I'll never forget watching my first ever 'live' band - especially as they played The Carpet Crawlers from my favourite Genesis album, "The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway".
I went to see Neil Diamond in Glasgow a few years ago. The singer made the announcement that he had been diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease on his 50th Year Anniversary World Tour. He was thinner and a bit slower on his feet but boy...............when he started to sing! Still a wonderfully powerful voice and gave it everything.
Sad to see our heroes like Phil Collins etc succumb to age and illness. Long may they continue to make music even if not on stage.
True Maggiebee, but it seems to me that Shakespeare had it right when he wrote, "If music be the food of love, play on".
They've found that music is a massive stimulation to patients with dementia. Their recall of what they were doing when they heard the song is perfect. They retain long-term memories.
All the films that my sister and I played for my Dad, were a collection of old musicals - Singin' in the Rain and The Jolson Story were his favourites.
Because his short-term memory was so bad, he could watch some films twice in a day, forgetting that he'd already watched it only an hour ago. I remember the day he played Singin in the Rain 3 times, VERY well!
When he died, The Jolson Story was playing, so I could imagine him, flying away, singing in his lovely, soft 'high tenor' to "The Anniversary Song", which was the 'first dance' played at my parents' wedding.
He'd be zooming away, grinning, knowing that he was going to meet my Mum!
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