Fantastic experience at the Mott The Hoople reunion gig last night at the Apollo, some 3 and a half decades after their (infamous) last one.
Much of it was entertaining enough (in that rockblues stylee) but it took off when Ian Hunter took to piano to lead the gang in a bunch of glam classics like this one
Entirely different level of enjoyment – from band and audience alike.
Of course, we'd been prepped (and prepped each other) but this might be one of those times when the thing (and not just us) is important
Made me wonder what it must feel like to have made one song that has that effect. Just one.