20 years.
On New Years Eve I looked thru some drawers in my former girl room at my moms and I fund a pile of old calendars (not diarys), from the days in school. As I browsed them I looked at dates that are important to me. To see how I marked them out with hearts and stars or pictures that I cut from a glossy magazine or stickers or anything like it and this particular, small and white calendar caught my attention.
On New Years Eve I looked thru some drawers in my former girl room at my moms and I fund a pile of old calendars (not diarys), from the days in school. As I browsed them I looked at dates that are important to me. To see how I marked them out with hearts and stars or pictures that I cut from a glossy magazine or stickers or anything like it and this particular, small and white calendar caught my attention.
Looking at January 4th there was nothing. All empty. Which is odd as I as long as I can remember always put a "Phil Lynott RIP" next to the date.
Not that I would ever forget, but so it would always be there. Phil is a part of me and who I am.
This calendar was from 1986.
I wouldn't know.
The same year I saw Europe playing and it was a remarkable concert that forever changed my life, but looking at the note it said "Europe, Malmö" and that was it. No arrows or stars saying "LIFEALTERING MOMENT".
I wouldn't know.
20 years ago I didn't know what struggle Phil had fought. I didn't know he lost. I found out later, much later. I went into denial and didn't really accept the facts until later in the summer.
10 years ago I was in Dublin and at the Point. I made a promise to a very dear frind of mine that we would see each others 10 years on, at the same bar in Dublin, no matter what or where our lives had brought us. I have broken the promise cause I am not in Dublin. I am in Sweden, walking down memory lane...
The night in Dublin, 10 years ago, was not one of those great moments that you don't know the meaning of until later. The 10th Anniversary changed us all, cause we got together - not for the first time, and certainly not for the last time - and we all got together, before internet made in possible to reach out in seconds. I didn't know you all were out there!! But you are!! If we're ever lonely we can go to The Legends-site and talk to anyone, someone.
It's as easy as it is brilliant.
I indeed hope you're all having a blast in Dublin and at the North Star tonight and for you who are with your friends and/or at home wherever that is - let the light shine and the music be loud.
All my love to everyone of you,
Ozzie
"It was a rainy night the night the king went down
Everybody was crying it seemed like sadness had surrounded the town
Me I went to the liquor store
And I bought a bottle of wine and a bottle of gin
I played his records all night
Drinking with a close, close friend
Now some people say that that ain't right
And some people say nothing at all
But even in the darkest of night
You can always hear the king's call
You can always hear the king's call
Well they put him away in Memphis
Six feet beneath the clay
Everybody was crying
Everybody said it was a plain grey day
Me I went to the liquor store
And I bought another bottle of wine and another bottle of gin
I played his records all night
And I got drunk all over again
Now some people say that that ain't right
That ain't right
And some people say nothing at all
I say nothing
But even in the darkest of night
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
I wonder if you're lonesome tonight
And I'd rather go on hearing your lies
Than to go on living without you
Now some people say that that ain't right
And some people say nothing at all I say nothing
But even in the darkest of night
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
Now the stage is bare and I'm standing here
They might as well bring the curtain down
I cried the night the king died"
This calendar was from 1986.
I wouldn't know.
The same year I saw Europe playing and it was a remarkable concert that forever changed my life, but looking at the note it said "Europe, Malmö" and that was it. No arrows or stars saying "LIFEALTERING MOMENT".
I wouldn't know.
20 years ago I didn't know what struggle Phil had fought. I didn't know he lost. I found out later, much later. I went into denial and didn't really accept the facts until later in the summer.
10 years ago I was in Dublin and at the Point. I made a promise to a very dear frind of mine that we would see each others 10 years on, at the same bar in Dublin, no matter what or where our lives had brought us. I have broken the promise cause I am not in Dublin. I am in Sweden, walking down memory lane...
The night in Dublin, 10 years ago, was not one of those great moments that you don't know the meaning of until later. The 10th Anniversary changed us all, cause we got together - not for the first time, and certainly not for the last time - and we all got together, before internet made in possible to reach out in seconds. I didn't know you all were out there!! But you are!! If we're ever lonely we can go to The Legends-site and talk to anyone, someone.
It's as easy as it is brilliant.
I indeed hope you're all having a blast in Dublin and at the North Star tonight and for you who are with your friends and/or at home wherever that is - let the light shine and the music be loud.
All my love to everyone of you,
Ozzie
"It was a rainy night the night the king went down
Everybody was crying it seemed like sadness had surrounded the town
Me I went to the liquor store
And I bought a bottle of wine and a bottle of gin
I played his records all night
Drinking with a close, close friend
Now some people say that that ain't right
And some people say nothing at all
But even in the darkest of night
You can always hear the king's call
You can always hear the king's call
Well they put him away in Memphis
Six feet beneath the clay
Everybody was crying
Everybody said it was a plain grey day
Me I went to the liquor store
And I bought another bottle of wine and another bottle of gin
I played his records all night
And I got drunk all over again
Now some people say that that ain't right
That ain't right
And some people say nothing at all
I say nothing
But even in the darkest of night
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
I wonder if you're lonesome tonight
And I'd rather go on hearing your lies
Than to go on living without you
Now some people say that that ain't right
And some people say nothing at all I say nothing
But even in the darkest of night
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
Now the stage is bare and I'm standing here
They might as well bring the curtain down
I cried the night the king died"
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