We were huge fans of the Afrikaans country-rock singer, Anton Goosen, so when the opportunity to see a live show presented itself in Carletonville in October 1982, I had Sheila and a friend from her days working at Dohne Agricultural Research, Lorraine Young, to stay at the house in Fochville that was my work home. Goosen was to share the show with singer Laurika Rauch.
The show was held in the civic hall in Carletonville. There was a disappointingly small audience. The first half of the show Laurika did her thing until the interval. She had a fantastic voice, but zero stage personality. The second half, which was the only reason we were there, was delayed for a long time when someone pulled the wrong lever, backstage.
The heavy fire-screen came down on the spotlights and crushed one of the speakers.
Eventually, Anton Goosen made his entrance and it was all worthwhile. Dynamic, full of pizazz. We still chuckle about the fire-screen and we still love his music. There is still no number that can beat Antjie Somers for sheer foot-tapping compulsion. Marius Theron, a vet friend of ours in Warmbaths, put it on at a party he had, when everyone had faded but the two of us, still up, chatting. The feet of a guy that was asleep on the couch started dancing on their own.
I have to admit, though, that Die Harlekyn by Sonya Herholdt runs a close second. The bass is something special.