It sucks that, while I had to huff and puff and crawl all the way to the Fort Canning grounds from Dhoby Ghaut (a daunting 500 meters), I see a man more than twice my age romping around on stage like a bronco high on coke.

That’s David Coverdale for you, folks. Not one of the more histrionic of showmen (Bruce Dickinson, for one, leaps 50 feet in the air at least three times a song), Coverdale still has the energy that’s kept him going for four decades. Yea, that long. There were lots of elderly people at the grounds: the stately old couples, the wrinkly pitbulls with pony-tails and giant tattoos, the bunch of silver-haired dudes who sang along to every song…

All I needed to hear, was “Is This Love”. If I were to describe the early years of proto-teen angst in a few minutes, I’d choose this song. And getting to hear it live was, boy… like time travel.

Their latest album “Forevermore” sounds promising. The coupla tracks they played that night were like throwbacks to their earlier style. I should get me a copy.

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