May 8, 2017
Review by Laurette Maillet
From Nottingham I took a bus to Liverpool as I skipped the Glasgow show
for different reasons. I arrive in a crowded pedestrian area in early
afternoon. As I have no room tonight I need to find a place where to put
my suitcase. Well! No chance! At the train station the lockers closed at
... 9 p.m. No other lockers in town. I drag my F. Green suitcase around
the downtown area to find a bite to eat. I find a chicken sandwich for 99
p. Can't bit that! (It will give me a stomach ache though!) I then move to
the Echo Arena located by the sea. I will not visit the Beatles city any
more than that. I relax breathing fresh air but don't see any black buses
coming around for the soundcheck. I inquire about getting inside the Arena
with my luggage. "No problem, there is some lockers inside" security says.
Cool! I stand by the cafe where 'Simply Dylan' (a musicians covering Dylan
songs) is putting a show on. I meet with different Bobcats. A well known
Bobcat, Mike Sutton, says he has a ticket for me from a Fan who was in
Glasgow. Fine! Thank you guys for your help! I go inside the venue at 6
p.m. , the earliest I ever been inside at a BD show. I get rid of my
suitcase and hang around talking with 2 Fans from Australia. We have known
each other for a while. Great people, followers, but discreet. I then
chat with Stephen and seat next to Diane. My spirit is high, even higher
when I see MrR. taking his seat. The venue is huge, maybe 7 to 8
thousands but it seems to me I am in an intimate surrounding. Stu is 15
minutes late for his introduction. He starts 7.45 p.m. Bob dressed with
the patched suit. "Don't think twice it's all right" for a change. Bob is
in good spirit. His voice is loud. The sound (where I am) is good. I enjoy
myself down floor on Row S. I know almost all the lyrics by heart....could
be a backup singer!!! My view of the stage is excellent. I focus at times
on Charlie's fingers and George bitting up his drums. I don’t see
Bobby's fingers on piano. His piano is positioned diagonal to the edge of
the stage. As usual, some people move in and out bringing drinks. Some
leave before the end of the show. But globally the public is respectful.
One of the best shows on that Tour. I wait for the crowd to dispersed. I
have plenty of free time before catching my midnight bus to London. I spot
Miss.M. but I don't pay attention to her and say few words to Mr R. who
responds to me with kindness. So, all is fine and I am relieved and happy.
No more tention between us. Outside Franky is entertaining the few Fans
hanging around. Again, I bump into MrR. Sweet ending of a weird day in
Liverpool without any Beatles. I catch my bus to London with some Fans who
had come to Liverpool specifically for that show. A young 24 years old was
delighted with his 1st Bob Dylan show. We chat about how Bob Dylan can get
together a large crowd of all different people (nationality, age,
interest...) ...before I pass out in the arms of Morpheus. Good night
Bobby! See you in Wembley.
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