A TRIBUTE TO A PASSING FRIEND ---
edmondsallan - hi to all . This a true story , written by an attending newspaper reporter in 1969. It was at a world class band concert in London UK. In attendance were over 200,000 people , standing - wound up - ready for some action & great music . Their was some doubt , for 2 weeks before , whether this open air concert would go ahead as planned. The reason was one of the great guitarists of this world reknown band, who had been with this ' Wild rock band " for over 20 years . and had always been on the wilder side of life , had taken an overdose of drugs and died in the arms of his childhood friend ,and leader of the band .Nothing was heard or seen of the band , after the huge funeral, for along time . Many lined the streets as the funeral procession passed , to show their respect to this brilliant guitarists . Two days before the open air concert was due -- a public announcement was made . The concert would go ahead . The following is the detailed story of that night . It was announced as " Tribute to a friend " ( Here we go , word for word )
The audience of thousands fell silent , as dusk started to fall and the powerful stage lights came on. Suddenly a cloud of
" Butterflies " rose into the dying sunlight.The breeze smeared them across the summer sky , & over two hundred thousand young faces shining with wonder turned upwards to watch them drift overhead . On the high stage above , a figure in a white satin shirt held up yet another box, and laughing , shook from it a fresh burst of fluttering wings . Yellow and white , irridescent, they bore aloft and the crowd gasped and " oohed " afresh . One of the butterflies toppled and dived , and though a hundred hands were held out to catch it , it wobbled down to alight on a girl's face. She reached up to where it sat on her forehead and took it gently, almost reverently, in the cup of her hands . For a moment she held it close to her face , studying it with deep blue eyes . Her expression was suddenly wistful, and her lips moved as she whispered to it .Her saddness was fleeting , and then those lovely lips smiled again and she perched on her feet and held both hands high above her head , standing on tip toe . The butterfly hesitated , perched out on her out stretched finger tips , pulsing its wings softly on the point of flight. The man on the stage sensed the spirit of all the crowd , and his lips , thick and livid as though stung by bees , split into a smile and he called out .His voice magnified a thousand times by the great banks of amplifiers that rose high on each side of the stage , made the butterfly , fly upwards.
On that magnificent stage " Mick Jagger " held his hands wide . commanding silence . Once he had it , he spoke into the microphone .
distorted by the amplifiers , his voice was slurred and incoherent , his accent so thick that the crowd could barely understand the stumbling tribute he read out to the members of his band , one,who only days previously had drowned in his swimming pool , while under the influence of drugs , during a wild weekend party . Jagger ended his speech, opened up more boxes. Within seconds many more butterflies filled the stadium in a gigantic cloud of irredescence beauty. The electric guitars struck a discord , and " Jagger " hurled himself into " Honky Tonky Women " with every fibre of his being . Within seconds he had over 200,000 hearts racing in time to his ,and over 400,000 arms held high and swaying as he farewelled and paid tribute to his friend who had passed on.
Some of my friends, who were overseas & went to that open air concert , A tribute by " Mick Jagger " to his life long friend, said they will remember the atmosphere , the beauty , and the electicfying performance of the band and especially " Jagger " they will remember it to they also pass on . some of them are getting on a bit now in age .They still speak of that special night , 41 years ago. in awe . What a tribute to give such an everlasting friend who had moved on.
Till we meet again - regards - edmondsallan .