Bob Dylan and Graham Parker - Blackbushe 1978
I was in America with the Rolling Stones when I got a call from Promoter Harvey Goldsmith, he wanted me to fly home and be the official photographer for the Bob Dylan concert at Blackbushe Airport.
I jumped at the chance of shooting Dylan and jumped on the first plane home, I went straight from Heathrow to the gig. But when I got there I was given the news that Bob had his own photographer and I was out if a job, his Tour Manager told me to put my cameras away and be sure not to take any photos of Bob, even when he was performing.
I was mightily depressed by this news and wandered around backstage in a daze. I bumped I to Graham Parker and told him my tale of woe.
Then, a voice behind us says "Hey man, I just want to say, man, that I really love your albums, man."
We turn around and see Bob Dylan standing there, GP, suffering from shock looks Bob in the eye and says "Hi, do you know my photographer, Chalkie" I offer Bob my hand and receive the worst wet fish handshake ever.
I ask Bob if it's OK to take a photo of them and he happily obliges, shaking like a leaf I take three frames. Bob and Graham then have a long and short but meaningful conversation before Bob bids us both farewell and wanders off into the sunset.