Polly! 
Good one isn’t it? 
€5.90 now for a Guinness
Absolute dude.
“I was wearing a pair of white sneakers, and a pair of white shorts, and I had a T-shirt on with an inscription that read on the front of it ‘Earth, Wind and Fire’. You could not tell me that I was not good to go!”
‘In The Dark’ is a pretty solid album too.
Ah, yes.
All this talk of Roy, the outpouring of affection, the wholly deserved respect. I’ve been letting it carry me for the last couple of days because - as mentioned on other threads - his death has touched me in a way that I would have never expected.
But throughout all the adulation I’ve been thinking about the night I played some records before/after his gig at the Nia Centre in Manchester in…I dunno, it was probably '93. Possibly '94.
He didn’t play any of the classics. At least, that’s what I remember. I guess it hadn’t filtered through to him that we wanted to hear the tracks from his amazing earlier material, back to He’s Coming. My recollection is that he only played the cheesier '80s stuff and made a huge deal out of Poo Poo La La. It went on for ages.
With the benefit of 30 years’ distance, I can appreciate something in this track. But back then, I was so disappointed. The 20-something me had no time for it. I was so disappointed that he thought this was what we wanted to hear. “Let me kiss you on your poo poo la la?” No. I wanted conscious Roy, not cheesy Roy.
And it was this youthful intolerance that stopped me asking to meet him, which would’ve been totally doable. So reading peoples’ stories of hanging out with him, and discovering the amazing person he was, I’m just pissed at the younger me for being so short sighted and intolerant.
Grr.
