Anitar
I love Grace Kelly as well. So beautiful. So... well, graceful.
FHN
I have a funny little story about Live for you. Before their Throwing Copper album, the one that really put them on the map, they had one hit, "Pain Lies on the Riverside". I was 19 or 20 at the time, so still quite in the scene. People had heard it on the radio, but hadn't quite put the song with the band yet. (I mean, they even got the name wrong. Originally it was "Live" with a short "I". They gave up early on trying to correct people.)
Anyway, Live was set to open with a bunch of other bands for Peter Murphy, of Bauhaus fame down in Austin, Texas back in '92 or so. I mean, there were like eight other bands playing before Peter did. It was an all day thing with sand volleyball courts, outdoor showers, etc.
By the time Live came on stage, everyone was tired. And Ed poured his ever-loving heart out. And nobody paid any attention to him. After all, we were just there to see the legend that was Peter Murphy!! Ooh, Ed got so pissed off. No one was up dancing. People were straggling around just drinking, etc. He stood at the front of the stage and yelled at people to stand up and get into it and people just waved him off. Poor guy...
Anyway, Peter was outstanding. He came on just after sundown, of course. I had forgotten my normal glasses, so had to wear my prescription sunglasses throughout. I had this long, dark hair and I'm 6'2", so I rather stood out in a crowd. I could swear to this day that Peter Murphy stopped parading around the stage and sang to me at one point, when I'd caught his eye. My friends with me noticed this and were kind of excited.
Anyway, I guess not so funny after all. But I didn't lie about the story part. It was indeed a story, right?