“Your husband isn’t coming home, Cos we’re eloping”
Not what I expected to hear on the phone. It was 2011, and I was over 5 months pregnant with my 2nd (at the ‘I can feel my stomach in my chest stage’ stage).
I hadn’t seen Glen for a few weeks, but was super excited as the tour he’d gone on with Black Label Society was in the UK and I’d get to see him at the London show. To top it off, I’d not been in the photo pit for months – I felt lost and disconnected from the industry.
For London, special photo permission had been given. I dusted off the camera and headed into London (with my plus 1 on board).
Zakk was soundchecking when I arrived. He sat at the baby grand, singing ‘Darkest Days’. A rare moment that even his tour manager made a video. Today, I share a snippet of mine with you.
The show was amazing, then Glen and I said our goodbyes. He was heading all round Europe for another month of touring. We’d set a time in the day schedule (mostly after the show) to face time/phone chat.
It was my turn to call Glen. The phone rang, and there was a voice. It wasn’t his voice. It said “your husband isn’t coming home, cos we’re eloping”.
Silence. WTF. It was a man.
A roar of laughter at the other end of the phone. It was Zakk. The bugger.
I can still hear his snigger, even now.