WORKING WITH TOMMY
Did you pack my blue dressing gown Fred?
Yes Tommy.
Are you sure you packed my blue dressing gown Fred?
Quite sure, Tommy.
Tommy checked himself in the mirror, made adjustments.
Fred, I havn't got a blue dressing gown.
This charade for the sake of us in the band
invited up for a drink which never happened.
The varicose veins like his act were outstanding.
A distant look of anxiety
gave way to that laugh like the sun
breaking through asthmatic clouds.
Fred was his factotum - driving,
taking rehearsals, organising gigs and props.
most jokes would end with "thank you" followed by a cymbal crash.
the cue was confusing as Tommy used it indiscriminately
keeping the drummer on tenterhooks..
a perfectionist with certain failings let's say
but on the day
things always went his way.
raypool
Fri 1st Jan 2021 16:15
Thanks for looking Stephen, I tried to capture the reality!
Ray