Saint Willie
April, 1981
in every audience there are those who come not just to hear but to be healedIt's two hours into the show, and I'm sitting behind and below the one-night-only stage, blissed out like a Moonie on the music. Outside, the Lord appears to be having a go at re-creating the Flood for the good folks of Louisiana. It's been the wettest spring in memory and, if you listen for it through the music, you can hear the dull, ceaseless thud of rain pounding the roof of this drab all-purpose sports dome somewher...
