The best concert of my life, five years ago
This is why I still like Facebook. Every now and then it shows you “Memories” and some are truly great memories.
But let me go back in time — not five years ago, but twenty-six.
It was 1996. I was sixteen, in my second year at Stowe School, a countryside boarding school in England.
It was a rare weekend in the fall when I was able to leave the prison-like environment of my school and spend a couple of lovely days in London — because my Dad and my uncle were visiting from Russia. It was actually my first…