concert donné un vendredi.
Colin s’en souvient avec ironie : peu de monde dans le public… Thom a reçu un compliment assez particulier…
[quote cite=”Lime Lizard, avril 1993″]
How are your groupies? Are they growing in proportion to your success?
Colin: “Yes. They’ve got fatter.”
Any soiled underwear in the post?
Thom: “No, we don’t do that anymore.”
Colin: “Do they do that?”
Jonathan looks aghast: “Does that actually happen?”
Colin: “That’s disgusting!”
Thom: “We usually pull a very good class of groupie.”
Colin: “Like the Noel Coward of Banbury.”
Jonathan: “Oh God, yes! A couple of years ago we played a gig in Banbury and by the end there was only one person left—this man in a slouch hat, coat and cigarette holder. He said to Thom ‘You were wonderful, darling. You played that guitar like it was your penis’.”
Colin: “But it’s nice to know you’re wanted.”
Thom: “Even like that.”
Jonathan: “Especially like that.”