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A to Z: Psychedelic Furs

We’ve spent four evenings together. It’s always a good time. But there’s one night I’ll never forget.

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I’m obsessed with Mirror Moves, your latest CD. The Ghost in You is my favorite song, although I like the whole album. You should have seen the happy dance I did when I saw Pretty in Pink and heard your eponymous song playing over the beginning credits. British pop/punk is my favorite style for a time. Concert tickets are $15*, as much as my allowance. I forego buying more music to see you live.

We’re about 10 rows back on the right side. Some opening act we don’t care about plays a set and then leaves the stage. Shortly thereafter, the lights dim and soon fade to black. As the crowd’s roar crescendos slowly, my brother grabs my arm and pulls me toward the front. My eyes struggle to focus through the darkness as I hope we don’t get separated. Not long after, we come to a stop, against some kind of wall.

Richard Butler saunters out to center stage. I hear nothing but the screams of the crowd, all of whom are behind me now. As the lights come up slowly, I see a large man in a yellow t-shirt that says STAFF in black letters standing against the stage in front of me. I’m at a wall about three feet from the stage, about four feet then from one of my favorite bands at the time. I look up as Richard begins to sing.

I don’t remember the order of the songs. But I’ll never forget Tim Butler, the bass player, my favorite band member. Between songs, he sits on the edge of the stage, his feet dangling where the security guy used to be (he had since moseyed to another spot). He stays there and plays an entire song, looking at me almost the entire time. When the song ends, he gets up and goes back to wherever on the stage… who remembers what happened after that because I couldn’t even think straight.

More than 20 years later, I have the opportunity to interview Tim when the Furs’ tour is set to return to Philadelphia for the gazillionth time. I decline. There’s no way I’ll speak with him and risk ruining that memory forever.

Enjoy my all-time favorite Furs song, Love My Way.

Swallow all your tears my love
And put on your new face
You can never win or lose
If you don’t run the race

*Tickets were about $15 each of the three times I saw them as a teen. I saw them again a few years ago, as a grown-up, and when tickets were slightly more than $15.


This post is part of the Blogging A to Z Challenge. My theme is Musical Memoir. Each Monday through Saturday, I explore personal memories through my love of music, inspired and coordinated by the letters of the alphabet. Join in the fun and participate in the challenge, or leave a comment and enjoy some conversation. Thanks for reading. Peace.

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8 thoughts on “A to Z: Psychedelic Furs

  1. I saw the Psychedelic Furs back in ’83 or ’84 (forget which – it was a long time ago!). Great show I once had a similar experience with a female “rock star”. At one point I laughed at some whacked imagery she used and she blushed and looked away, so I know she at least saw me.

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  2. How neat to have seen your favorite band, and up so close to the stage. You have some great memories of the concerts you went to, and I’m enjoying reading them. I can’t remember hearing of this band, but that was a good song. Funny that there is always one person in the group that you like more than the others. I’ve been the same way, and for some reason it’s usually the bass player! 🙂

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    1. Thanks so much! I’m glad you’re enjoying my posts. I’m happy you liked the song. They also did Pretty In Pink, for the movie, if you know that.

      Yah, bass players are soooo cool. 🙂

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      1. I love that movie, and now will need to find it to hear the song on there! … For some reason I’m partial to the bass players in a group. Could be because that’s what I wanted to do, play bass in a band. I even bought myself an electric bass when I was in Jr. High, but then just pretended I knew how to play it. Finally sold it to a neighbor guy, who actually did have a band. So at least my bass went on to play to an audience! haha 🙂

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