Come back with me to 2nd April, 1975.
A 14 year old boy is brimming with excitement, anticipating his first Steve Harley and Cockney Rebel gig at Leeds Town Hall.
The longest day ever at school.
Time to catch the bus, checking and double checking that the ticket is still in his Levi jacket pocket.
Climbing the town hall steps with hundreds of others.
Buying the brochure, badge and scarf at the merchandise stall, money saved for weeks from his paper round.
Finding the seat at the side of the stage, the lights dim, and Sailor are on. Hurry up, they were OK, but not who we'd all assembled to see. Set ends, light come back up, people wander, mingle, anticipate.
Then it's showtime, the lights dim, the crowd erupts and there they are ! Weeks of waiting and it is happening ! The years have dimmed the memory of set list etc, but there are still visions, memories of that night burned into my mind forever.
Steve's face, lit up with red and green spotlights, the shadow dancing on the ceiling, 'Back To The Farm' intense, dramatic, spellbinding.
The rush to the front as the recently familiar opening of 'That Song' rang out, not long since it was Number 1.
All too soon, it was over, the crowds spilling out into the night, the chorus 'Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues' being carried out onto the streets with them. It continued on the bus, maybe 20 fans, keeping the refrain going.
So, 35 years on, that boy is still anticipating the new album, the next live date with excitement, even after 70-odd shows.
These days, the gig is looked forward to, enjoyed even more because of the cameraderie of the many fans I've met through the years.
I wonder what that boy would have said if he had been told that night that 'The Best Years Of Our Lives' would still hold the fascination, the admiration and, to Hell with it, the love for the artist and his music, his musicians and the many friends I've made on the journey.
Be seeing you !