This song reminds me of one of the best concerts I have ever been to.
Rory Gallagher is no longer with us, but was a great guitarist and entertainer.
I went to see him in Canterbury, with my best friend. We both lived on the coast, around 8 miles away and were travelling by bus.
The concert was amazing and we stayed right to the end, missing the last bus home.
Too poor to afford a taxi (the rates are ridiculous at times like that) we started walking. This was OK at first, but we got slower as the adrenaline subsided. Hunger and thirst kicked in. Then we saw a pick-up truck coming. For a laugh, or maybe desperation, my friend stuck out his thumb.
To our amazement they stopped.
There were 3 guys in the front. If we wanted a lift we could get in the back.
We jumped in.
And landed on the stuff in the back - the guys were builders, so there were shovels, buckets, bricks, planks of wood, forks....
Off we went!
It was the most terrifying ride I have ever had - we must have been doing 60 (the whole journey only took a few minutes) and spent the entire time bouncing around with the other stuff in the back, trying not to land on anything too pointy...
It was a great ending to a great evening!
I haven't seen that friend for a few years now - wonder where he is?