I have been a fan of Magnum since I was a young thing. They are the reason I call myself Magnumlady. So for those of you that thought it was after the ice cream, gun or private detective you were wrong 😉
I braved the journey by myself and I’m not a big fan of planes (I do another blog about that part of the trip). It was well worth it though. For a couple of hours I was 17 again. I got to meet Clare, Ian, Ani and Karen. I’ve quite to know Clare and Ani quite well over the years on the Magnum fan group and then on facebook so it was wonderful to meet them in person. I also knew Karen and Ian from the fan group. I also got to meet Shelagh and her friend. They are all really lovely people.
The concert was in the Manchester Academy. It’s a nice place but the stage was tiny. I’m such a short-arse that the other’s let me stand in front of them so I was really quite near the stage. I hope I didn’t jump on anyone’s foot.
The support act was Gwyn Ashton’s Two-Man Blues Army. They were fine for the first three songs but I got bored after that. I think that Gwyn looks like James May, what do you reckon. As Lucy would say I was ‘herping my derp’ (pulling faces). It just went on too long and wasn’t mind kind of music. Gwyn had about 10 guitars, I was tempted to go on stage and bash him over the head with one of them!
Anyway after about a fortnight they finished playing and finally Magnum came onto the stage. Well I wasn’t worth tuppence. I cried like a baby (how sad is that, and I’m not a crier usually). They are such a fantastic band and put such energy into it. One of the highlights for me was when Bob handed me the tambourine and I got to play along to ‘All my bridges’. I was dancing around (not easy with a camera around my neck and a bottle of water between my legs!)
I loved all the songs they did and I don’t get the fans that moan about what they sung and what they should have sung. I’d be happy whatever they did. Les Mort Dansant was another highlight. Poor Bob was crying at the end of the song….of course that set me off again! I’m just glad I wasn’t wearing mascara or I’d have looked like Alice Cooper.
At the end of the show Bob kissed my hand. I was hoping to meet the band as I’ve lost the photo’s I had taken with them years ago. I did get to meet Mark Stanway though who is the keyboard player.
The rest of my photo’s are here.
It was such a fantastic night, the only thing it was over way to quickly.