I put this out for comment. I stand accused of being a sad b*******. The accuser, my wife, may well be right. What does anyone else think? I am hoping for a better response than I would get from the 'hoi polloi', but what if she is right? What am I to do?
My wife laughed at me for writing down the set list after the show, immediately after getting home. She laughed even more when I said I made a disc of the songs played in the order they were played to re-live the show (anyone else done that?). She then said, next thing you’ll be sending messages in to that web forum….
She also told me I was not to hang around the stage door “like some kind of sad stalker” after the gig (Proclaimers) I went to alone.
I never thought that I would state the phrase “my wife doesn’t understand me…”
Perhaps she understands me too well.

I love Rock n Roll, it took my hand and it touched my soul