Afterwards, backstage was a total anti-climax.
It was empty. The crew were packing up for the last time. The toughest
of wraps is always the last gig. There was nothing backstage in
the way of drinks for guests and friends so we went back to the
hotel and made it up as we went along. The hotel bar was made up
of friends, family and half the audience! It was a little surreal
after all we had been through.
Eric was still rocking and did his party piece,
which was to do a hand-stand and drink a large glass of Jack Daniels
without spilling a drop. He didnt disappoint us.
With the hand starting to throb it was time slope
off to my room and crash.
Erik and Ed.
Jonathan and Ben, old school friends.
With Warren.
With perfect control, as the room held
it's breath, Erik the fearless Dane does the perfect handstand
and with out spilling a drop, downs a very large Jack Daniels
in one. And with that, the party that had lasted nearly 45 years
was over.