Gig of a lifetime…

So last night Matt and I went to see Extreme at Newport Centre. I am still buzzing, almost 24 hours later. I bought the tickets before I told Matt about the gig, purely because I wanted to surprise him. I knew Extreme were a band that he really wanted to see, so I got them before I mentioned they were touring, on LiveNation presale. I couldn’t not get them, as Matt sees Nuno Bettencourt as one of his ultimate all time guitar heroes. So anyway, last night we went along and it was truthfully one of the best nights of my life. The band were on fine form both musically and vocally, and I have never seen Matt look so genuinely happy. We were about to leave the venue when we noticed the stage door was just around the corner, so I suggested that we have a look and wait around for a while, to see if we could get a glimpse of the band. We got a lot more than we expected. 🙂

After about 45 minutes of waiting, Gary Cherone (the lead singer) came out to the metal fence that separated us from him, and started talking to some of the other people there. After five minutes, he squeezed through the fence and came out to stand with everyone else, and was happy to sign anything and pose for pictures. I didn’t get a picture with him (it didn’t occur to me, to be honest) but I did take one of him as he was chatting away to everyone. He was so nice, and made time to speak to everyone, and had so many photographs done it was unbelievable. We didn’t notice at first that Nuno had slipped through the fence shortly afterward and was talking to some other fans. Once we saw that, I was determined to get Matt to meet his guitar idol so I pulled him with me and we went to talk to him. He very graciously signed our tickets, and I eventually managed to ask him if he would pose for a picture with Matt. He accepted with a smile, so I took the photo and it came out fantastic. Both are smiling, and it captured a truly special moment. Nuno was amazingly nice and answered so many questions. Matt shook his hand and thanked him for his time and also for playing in Newport, to which Nuno replied something positive (which I can’t remember exactly). I am still so buzzed from the whole experience, and so touched by Nuno and Gary’s willingness to come out and spend time with the fans. I learned later that Pat Badger, the bassist, had come out too, but I didn’t notice at the time. I’m a bit annoyed about that because I would have asked him to sign my ticket if I’d known. I already had Nuno’s and Gary’s autographs. 🙂 There are photos up on my Facebook if you got here from that link, and also a short video from the gig on my Video page. I won’t forget that night for a very long time, if ever. I know Matt won’t either as he’s been thanking me constantly ever since, which I don’t mind. 🙂 It was a great night both musically and also for us, as it felt very special.


Interesting times

So last night I went to a rune-making workshop with a friend, and met some new people in the process. The workshop was really interesting and fun. I especially appreciated the informal tone. Contrary to some people’s belief, I am actually quite shy when in new situations and meeting new people. My way of dealing with it, however, is to break the silence and talk. Usually about nothing of any relevance or interest, but I talk to stave off the nerves. Hopefully I didn’t do too much of that last night. Anyway, despite having no confidence whatsoever in my crafting ability, I came home with a lovely set of runes. They have a deep personal meaning to me because they are made from Cornish slate – Tintagel, I believe. And anyone who reads this page regularly or knows me well will understand the significance of that. My heart beats a little more deeply on Cornish soil. I haven’t consecrated them yet, but I will soon. I’m not sure yet how I’m going to do that exactly – I’ll have to get my ritual-writing head on and come up with the goods. I’m so into the OBOD course at the moment that it’s hard to pull my heart and head out of that and focus on other things, but the physical world requires my attentions and so I must heed the call.

Glastonbury next month. That will re-energise me. And hopefully also Cornwall in January, if we can arrange it for my birthday. 🙂