If you thought only catching 30 seconds of Ronan Keating in person was something, wait till you hear this…

I rocked up at the Astor Theatre at 5:30pm on the day of Belinda Carlisle’s show for a soundcheck. Her band (mainly comprised of Aussie session musicians who had been doing the Australian leg of her tour with her) was still on the stage, pumping out grand and luscious 80s sounds, but the lady herself was nowhere in sight. They rehearsed a few tunes, tweaked a few levels and then hung out on the stage chatting. Sometime a little after 6, Belinda slipped inconspicuously onstage and did two partial run-throughs of different songs with the band. Then, again she disappeared – apparently back to her hotel.
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