A pretty great double bill, this – though it seemed a lot of people really didn’t care for The Pretenders, which was odd, they were the better band. Blondie – so many hits, a great vibe, but Debbie Harry’s voice is gone, fucked, shot. Just horrible, really. Still, you could see her trying, and also operating under no real delusion that she could sing in the same way she used to. That made up for it – it made it endearing. I still felt sorry for Chrissie Hynde, in perfect voice, and a knockout set of tunes by her band and it was all just chopped liver to a crowd keen to booze.
Still, I did enjoy this one. We had great seats – fairly close, about the tenth row back or so, and it was a nice day. An easy drive over the hill and back and a couple of drinks, just a couple mind.
That was back in the days when I was allowed in to these sorts of events. Probably never happen again. I had seen the Pretenders already – but it was nice to see Blondie, and be reminded that it was always about the band, those songs, not just about Debbie Harry – even though, rightly, she was the star.
Stubs is an occasional feature here at Off The Tracks – looking back through the ticket-stub box and remembering how the show went down.