30/05/2013 - Phoenix
Intro
Intro/Song
Song
Download
1.
http://www.mediafire.com/watch/gb2po...x%20(8.58).mp4 [08.58 minutes, 34 MB]
2.
http://www.mediafire.com/watch/ygjy2...x%20(8.07).mp4 [08.07 minutes, 30 MB]
3.
http://www.mediafire.com/watch/y99vm...x%20(6.13).mp4 [06.13 minutes, 18 MB]
4.
http://www.mediafire.com/watch/0cos1...x%20(4.42).mp4 [04.42 minutes, 20 MB]
What Was Said
S: Once upon a time in probably 1970 in San Francisco, a girl wrote a poem, probably put it in her dresser drawer and then, not that long after, she and her gorgeous boyfriend moved to Los Angeles.
S: And then, there was a year before Fleetwood Mac so we had a year to like hang out because we were starting over from scratch
S: So then, in 2010, some friends of mine were on YouTube and found it – the whole thing, the whole video that some girl had made, you know, with pictures of me and Lindsey, and the whole song. So there it is. So I got it off of YouTube and I take it and I show it to Lindsey and I go “Do you remember this?” And he’s like “Well, yeah, kinda. I mean, it’s me playing.” And I’m like “Well, this is, how could we have lost this song?” And we figured that probably, you know, we made cassettes like donuts and we think someone got into our house, stole the cassette...
S: Soooo... I’m speechless now. Do you want to take the story? Go ahead.
L: I was going to interrupt and say that what Mick didn’t realise was that they also needed a wonderful, brilliant lead singer *fistbumps with Mick*
S: Mick will pay you later on the plane. Alright, that was very sweet of him to say but in actuality they were looking for a guitar player and Lindsey, because he was my guy, he said “I’m not, I won’t join your band unless you take my girlfriend.” So, even though they already had another girl. So then, now the story has come around to this: I would like to thank my boys here – Mr Buckingham, Mr Fleetwood, Mr McVie and the then Mrs McVie – for taking me with them. Because they didn’t have to. And I could still be a waitress in Los Angeles. And Lindsey could have gone off to Fleetwood Mac and they would have, you know, and there I’d be still delivering eggs.