If you read last Friday's post you'll know that The Man Of Cheese and I went to see From The Jam, down in The Smoke. And that, more specifically, we had wrangled our calendars to fit this in, so we could see Bruce Foxton live one last time, before he retired at the end of May.
When the band announced that the current run of dates would be Foxton's last, the official line was that he was retiring to focus on his health. This comes after Bruce was admitted to hospital for an "immediate procedure" last August. He's had other health issues too, not least knee problems, tinnitus and cataracts. Nothing that unusual there though, not for someone who turns 70 in September.
But on Friday night... well, it's the right time for him to retire, let's put it that way. When the band came on at the O2 Indigo, Russell Hastings announced that "Mr Foxton is in the building" ... but he wasn't on stage. Some bloke from the backing band was stage-right, playing Bruce's basslines and singing his vocal parts. Hastings kept intimating that Bruce would join us soon ... but when FTJ played Smithers-Jones and Foxton was still nowhere to be seen, I was starting to wonder.
Bruce finally came on-stage half-way through the set. He played his bass perfectly, of course, and his backing vocals sounded okay too ... but the energy of yesteryear was gone. I wasn't expecting the leaps of old (knee issues, remember?) but honestly, he barely moved on stage. And when he introduced Hastings to the audience, his voice and words were croaky and weak.
The net effect of all this was to leave me feeling sad. Yes, of course everyone gets old and yes, of course, eventually all those wonderful skills and abilities erode away with age. It happens to everyone, even the best of us, even to our heroes. But I still felt sad. I wrote last Friday that FTJ are "as close as you are going to get to seeing The Jam live" because of Foxton ... but that didn't feel true last week. Admittedly not helped by what both TMOC and I felt was poor sound, Friday's performance could really just have been any half-decent Jam tribute band. And that made me sad too.
As he heads towards retirement it is undoubtedly better to remember Bruce like this, with his other songwriting highpoint. Yeah, Mock The Week may have made us blasé about News of the World, but it remains an absolute cracker. With bonus 70s Battersea Power Station content too. How did this only reach #27?
So cheers Bruce - before last week's gig I was sad you were retiring but now I'm sort of glad, going on your own terms whilst you can still raise a bassist's thumb to the crowd at the end of the set. Happy retirement!