Didn’t he say he was fiddled with as a kid and he was writing a book about it or some such? Would explain wicked uncle Ernie anyway.
I always feel a bit conflicted about going to see bands that I’d missed in their prime. I had no interest in going to see the Rolling Stones but a friend bought me a ticket, 2006 I think. I grumbled and groaned…..they were f***ing brilliant.
I didn’t want to see Dio when he played a local club. It’ll be sad, ,revisionist, ironic, embarrassing. Then he went and died. Really regret not going.