Great stories been-there, thank you. 1975 would be the most likely year for the Genesis show. The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway is one of the greatest works of art from that era. A technical nightmare to perform live given the restraints of live sound compared to today, along with all the subtle nuances in the music.been-there wrote: ↑Sun Sep 09, 2018 3:20 am
Interestingly "The only way out is in" (a similar message to 'got to get out to get in') took on greater significance in my early adulthood.
Myself and friends as young teenagers saw Genesis touring that album in 197? when they came to our town of Dortmund. But I remember it was such a long performance that we got quite bored and restless. So much so that we left the auditorium and started messing about around the outer perimeter of the hall were all the merchandising was sold.
I later lived in a town close to where Peter Gabriel lived and had some friends of friends who interacted with him in various professional capacities. Thus it was that I met Joni Mitchell when she was recording in his studio in Box. A memorable experience. What a beauty she was. While describing the song she was working on — as she played back the instrumental backing track to myself and a friend — she spontaneously sang an improvised melody which she said might be a type of violin part. That gave me chills and all the hairs on my body stood up. I'd been listening to that quite unique voice for many years. So I was very used to hearing that beautiful sound, but only coming out of speaker cabinets. So to suddenly and unexpectedly hear it coming out of this beautiful, blonde, friendly, chain-smoking, chatty person standing right next to me was quite mind-blowing.
Here's another slightly related reminiscence.
A friend was working as some kind of cosmic 'energy realignment' masseur, at a huge and expensive health resort in an old Dorset country mansion when someone she described as a "dishy bloke" came as a client for a session. She had no idea who he was and during the session tried to make small talk with him, asking him what he did for a living. His modest reply was "I'm a singer in a band". I was impressed by that understatement. Only much later during a communal afternoon tea break with the other employees, was she informed it had been Peter Gabriel.
Despite the innuendo, Joni Mitchell took you to her "secret place". Amazing.