IT IS NOW ONE WEEK SINCE OUR BELOVED GOD CHARLIE PASSED. I THOUGHT GODS DIDN'T DIE.
I got a message from another librarian of all damned things, but she didn't name him, just said 'one of your band members' and I feared it was Charlie and went straight to IORR where the terrible news was confirmed. I read some of the posts and the announcement by the spokesman, and after about two or three minutes, broke down in tears. My wife and granddaughter comforted me.
My granddaughter Binkey was especially sweet as she continued to comfort me, putting her arm around me and saying "it's OK." She is the one who met all of the backing band after the Santa Clara show except Matt Clifford who was not there. They all just loved her (they aren't used to seeing five year olds at their post gig relaxation gatherings in the hotel bar). I reminded her that she had gotten to see Charlie twice (Denver and Santa Clara).
I am so glad I met Charlie once, at the band's hotel in Vancouver in 2006. It was totally unexpected and I had no camera or phone. However, I did get an autograph. He had turned to leave when he saw my outstretched hand, turned around and shook my hand. Class act.
I am still in absolute shock. When I think of being at a show and looking at the stage and not seeing Charlie, I just feel weird, hollow and don't know how I will get through it. I guess it is difficult to imagine. A major empty space that cannot be filled.
You wouldn't believe how, the very day he died, tons of new Charlie t shirts went on sale on eBay, most of which included the words 1941-2021. Kind of morbid and disgusting, ambulance chasers, profiteers.
Charlie was my second favourite Stone, after Mick. I've been commiserating with lots of old friends and most of my siblings, my Stones friends from the fan clubs and overseas, especially Germany. People have offered me their condolences.
Stones shows just won't be the same without the little man with white hair sitting at the back of all the commotion and causing a good share of it in his own way. You know, one of the things I always look forward to, both live and on video, is when Charlie is introduced. Now, no more of that. It makes me very sad. Part of me is gone, especially part of my youth.
Finally, I close with some lyrics to Stones songs:
Love and hope and sex and dreams are still surviving on the streets
And look at me, I'm in tatters
It’s another good bye to another good friend
how can I continue to be plexi when there is no more Charlie??
(Note: the following pics are those I personally took of Charlie. I identify at which show it was taken and provide a remark or two)
Frankfurt 13 June 2007
Vancouver 25 November 2006
Barcelona 21 June 2007
Barcelona 21 June 2007; here, he is with the late, great saxophonist Bobby Keys, presumably they are now reunited
Charlie Triumphant, Barcelona 21 June 2007
Vancouver 25 November 2006; Charlie departing, appropriate for what we have just gone through
Barcelona 21 June 2007; no words necessary
Frankfurt 13 June 2007, taken from second row; this is how we'd like to remember him -- -- surrounded by his bandmates and smiling at the final bow
Back side of the "The Plexiglass and Charlie" T shirt I made and gave out to IORR members for the end of the A Bigger Bang tour shows in the band's hometown of London; today, it might as well be the end of an era, but the true believers KNOW that he is still with us and that CHARLIE RULES!!!
Edited 8 time(s). Last edit at 2021-09-02 07:50 by timbernardis.