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Feeling Silly
Hearing Certainly nothing of theirs!
The Wombles
Okay, I know this is getting silly ...
The music industy's big get-together in Cannes - Midem - sounded like a jolly but was actually jolly hard work. As a record company gopher, I was stuck on an exhibition stand all day, dined on my best behaviour with my boss and his guests and then joined hundreds of people desperately trying to network in several bars late into the night.
Working just as hard but with a Womble suit on was Mike Batt. Poor guy shuffled around the hall all day, slipping out of the suit only to do deals with obscure record companies from little-known countries - all the big Womble deals had already been done at home so he was just sweeping up really.
On the final night, there was little more to do and so everyone headed to the Hotel Martinez all-night bar to get seriously plastered. I ended up being part of the worst barber's shop group of all time with Mike and a Radio One deejay (I think it was Paul Burnett.) Actually I think the singing was quite good with the exception of me but we were all so tanked-up that no-one noticed.
By about 4am, things started to die down and I set out to see if I could find or even recognise a lift. I passed Mike, who had once again donned his Womble outfit. Of course, it might have been someone else in the get-up, I couldn't tell. The figure was certainly drunk enough to have been a topped-up Mike from earlier on.
But whether it was Mike or not, this particular Womble had been horribly sick inside the suit.
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Hey Julie, thanks for your comment. It has become a little quiet around here since I took a "rest" so it's great to have a supportive comment like yours.
Yes, I guess AirGuitar is a bit strange as blogs go ... I never set out to get comments but, as you rightly guessed, simply wanted to set out an archive of these incidental meetings with the well-known that kept happening to me. However, the surprise of receiving comments and AOL's decision to give this serial name-dropping some prominence got me addicted to feedback.
When the feedback dries up, it doesn't mean the original point of the blog has been lost. It's just that little extra edge of excitment dims.
So comments are always rather more special than the commenters realise. -
Hi there, erm your not boring mate, wow, what a life you lead, just a little out of my league though, I'm quite new to blogging, but from blogs I've read here on AOL I've not read any like yours, I think you would get more comment (hangers on) if you blogged on the international sites. Please dont let me put you off, people like you are the archives of the future, I was a teenager in Liverpool in the mid 60's I think you blogs would probably make good articles rather than blogs, erm what more can I say, only the one important question 'Are you lonely?????' I know I am, but so many peaple are. OOOOOOHHHHH I am sorry, hope I did not offend. Anyway, you have a good life, be happy in yourself, thats all thats important.
Hugs Julie xxxx
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08/03/08 08:42