This past Friday, August 31st, Fiona and David crossed the Hudson to the Chance theater in Poughkeepsie. (I had a commitment at school.) They were going to see two bands, Ashes of the Phoenix and Thunderstruck. Ashes is fronted by one of David’s fellow students at the Rock Academy; their set list covers classic rock from the seventies, eighties, and nineties. Thunderstruck is an AC/DC tribute band. Now, AC/DC is, with Black Sabbath, one of David’s two favorite bands; indeed, it was the promise of performing in the Rock Academy’s AC/DC show that enticed David to join the school last summer.
Well, from what Fiona and David told me, Ashes performed a scorching set, playing two encores. Afterward, when Thunderstruck came on, David was at the front of the crowd, singing along to every song at the top of his lungs. When the band started playing “Whole Lot of Rosie” (a song David had sung at the Rock Academy show), the singer leaned down and held out the mic for him to sing a line. When David did, the singer passed him the mic so he could finish the verse, which concludes with a long, stretched out note that Fiona says David nailed. The singer took the mic back from David, gesturing for him to come up on stage with the band, and when he didn’t, sending one of the stage hands to grab him. David sang straight through to the end of the song with Thunderstruck. Once the song was over, the singer asked him what his name was, then declared him possessed of the true spirit of AC/DC, an assessment with which his ridiculously proud parents could not agree more.
Thanks to Thunderstruck, for giving a fifteen year old kid an experience he’ll never forget.
(photos via an antique flip phone, but you get the idea)