The healing properties of Thunder

Attending a rock concert is always guaranteed to lift our spirits. Last night due to a bit of rubbish ticket booking from Dad we were due to see Ozzy in Newcastle and Thunder in York. An unfortunate case of OzzyFlu sorted out the clash. So off we went on a wet cold night to see Thunder and Dan Reed. We bravely faced the infamous York car parks and the massed hordes of relentless parking enforcement officers.

We both needed a lift and yet again rock delivered. It was different. Rather than crashing guitars we had an unplugged acoustic night. The wonderful Dan Reed and the epic legends, Thunder. Both brilliant. York Barbican is one of the few rock venues where they still come round offering mini ice cream tubs. Something rather decadent about sitting at a rock concert eating strawberry ice cream.

You are always learning and last night was no exception. Dan Reed played a tribute to Ronnie James Doo. He played Dio’s old classic, Holy Diver. I had always thought Holy Diver referred to a fictional decent into Hell. But Dan came up with another narrative. His take was that a Holy Diver is someone who goes on a quest around the world. The quest takes so long and takes on so many different pathways that on their return they have forgotten the original defining purpose of the quest. Sadly this seems to happen to often…….