Smoke on the water: the boy child briefly joined the band at his uncle’s wedding. Photo: Tony Gray 2006
The call has gone out to friends and family, and some truly beautiful messages are coming back to be included in the boy-child’s Memories and Wishes book (which, er, I haven’t actually finished making).
My brother mentioned how, at his wedding, my then eight year old hung around the band all night begging to have a go on one of their guitars (he’d started lessons a few months before that).
The band, talented and professional musicians all, showed amazing kindness that night, when nearing the end of their last set they allowed my son onto the stage. The lead guitarist handed over his Gibson, the singer announced their “special guest” and they not only let the kid play the riff from Smoke on the Water (over and over) but played and sang along with him. Guests clapped their hands in time, and at the end the boy-child and his bandmates got a huge ovation.
It was the perfect ending to a wonderful day. I’d seen my baby brother welcomed into a new and loving family and witnessed the absolute kindness that a group of adults can show to a small child with a big passion.
I was going to say something profound about the importance of small acts of goodness in a sometimes horribly cruel and unjust world, but I think we all understand that.
So instead, here’s that Deep Purple classic from 1972
This post is part of the countdown to my son’s 16th birthday. Here’s what has gone before: