The 70s - a personally significant decade
Several things happened in the early 70s - Those fine chaps at Newport Pagnell built the car that I now own, I arrived in Australia for my last two years of school - and fell madly in love with my English teacher Miss Hardcastle. I was also nearly drowned learning how to surf, but most importantly, my love of motor cars really began to coalesce as did my appreciation of music.
Living where we did overlooking the Pacific Ocean we were not short of beaches to visit along Sydney’s north shore. Nor were we short of neighbours with very smart motors - RR Corniche, MGTC, Cadillac Seville, Ford Mustang….. One particular Sunday I got a lift down to Avalon beach in the Mustang - roof down and some of the most amazing music I had ever heard on the eight-track.
“What is this?” I asked, “I’ve just got to get a copy.” And so I bought my first ever Santana album - Abraxas - I played ‘Black Magic Woman’ so often I wore out the track! Since then I’ve collected nearly all his LPs and recently CDs.
In all my travels round the world I have never had the chance to see Santana in concert - until last Saturday. I could not believe that Carlos Santana had obviously heard it was my birthday and arranged to play at Wembley Arena. Wow oh wow. There he was not 30 feet away playing Black Magic Woman, Oyo Como Va and more.
Problem was, I got so carried away I forgot about my dodgy elbow - which now aches horribly!
When ROJ is on the road Carlos will be foremost on the CD changer…
May 17th, 2006 at 4:04 pm
Black magic woman; getting carried away; dodgy elbow; aching horribly!
Damn you for putting that imagery into my mind! I’m checking in for re-hab now.