I left the mob in march '85 and on 13th July I was working in the Two Trees. It's one of those days where everyone remembers where they were, so, if you were in the 'Twigs' that day I probably served you!
Money falling into the wrong hands isn't a criticism that I have ever heard of the Band Aid/Live Aid fundraising effort.
Whole heartedly agree
A co-worker was night shift on the friday and set his VCR to record 6 h of Live Aid whilst Zedding, He actually got 6 h of a Test match. Even better, he was a Jock and disliked the " poofy English game" with a vengence. I have made a point of retelling this story to all his new co-workers over the years.
I was there! Sweated my bits off as I had worn a sweatshirt and God decides to put in one of those bloody hot days with no cloud cover.
Took one of my sister's mates to it. Did I get anything in return? Nope! Never mind.
Even bought an "I was there" T-shirt which got was eventually nicked from me.
Hands were red raw from the amount of applauding
Some half-caste bint got booed at as her music was all lah de dah, wishy washy stuff. Funny
Quo and Queen were great
Traffic was a bitch to get through afterwards
Saw some of the food bought via Live Aid sat in an open warehouse in Djbouti in '87 whilst on the Broadsword heading to the Gulf. That's when I realised that these events do nothing apart from increase the album sales of the artists.
Â£50m raised during the first eight months - two thirds of which was used to grease the palms of certain warlords and Ethiopian politicians to whom much of the responsibility of the famine was solely at the feet of. Two millionf of which 'disappeared' completely in raids on convoys by ganagsters, only for the food relief to be resold further down the line.
There was a lot of effort put in that day by a lot of people both behind the scenes and out front. Yes, it's easy to get up and say, 'this one is from my new album and is in the shops on Monday' (which a lot of them didn't) but the whole drive and focus on what Michael Buerk had brought into our complacent, Thatcherite existence the previous year obviously pricked some consciousness. Full marks to the concept, the drive and the willpower to make it happen - as one who is always instrumental in prganising/planning and executing something as basic as a SODS opera, to do that taook some ******* spirit. And to me, anyone who chirrups up here covertly slating homosexuals and then salivates about the best moment in live music history - Freddie Mercury holding 70 thousand people in his hands and delivering a performance yet to be bettered - is guilty of absolute hypocrisy. The day was an absolute triumph, from the introduction to the final chord.
My ex-wife was one week away from delievring my daughter. I would have broke the bank to have been there otherwise. We watched it in our flat in Southsea - every last moment of it.
I remember our Bob being mighty pissed off sending a ginormous grain ship over and this tawt demanding docking fees.. Bob said feck you I am outa here. So the tawt chnged his mind and the grain was offloaded.