I happened to be browsing in a bookshop today and I was leafing through Rick Wakeman’s autobiography. Some good stories in there - most amusing, some hilarious.
Anyway, when I got home I was youtubing Tales From Topographic Oceans to remind myself how it goes and I read this in Wikipedia:
Now, by coincidence, I actually read the relevant curry story in RWs book today and it’s not quite how wiki have it. I’ll have to paraphrase but basically it goes like this:
Rick used to have a roadie/tech guy who actually lay under his keyboard banks for the entire set during gigs. This was for two reasons. The first reason was so that, if something were to go wrong (which often did back then), he would be in position straight away to try and fix it. It was very rare that he was actually able to fix anything and most of the time would just look up at Rick, shrug and say “it’s fucked”.
The other, main, reason why he was under there was so that he could hand alcoholic drinks to Rick during the set, Rick having something of a drink problem through the 70s. Now, anyone familiar with Yes will know that some of their songs can go on for quite a long time and Rick would often find himself with nothing much to do for long periods so him and the tech guy would have long conversations about this, that and everything.
One time, during a gig at Manchester Free Trade Hall, the tech guy asked Rick a question that sounded like “What are you doing later?”. So Rick said “I’m going to have a curry”. Then the guy said something that sounded like “What are you going to have?” Rick thought this was an odd question but said “Chicken Tikka Vindaloo, Pilau Rice, Brinjal Bhaji, Tarka Dall and some poppadoms”
Cut to a little while later and Rick is sitting at his keyboards when he notices a strong smell of curry emanating from underneath. He looks down and the guy is down there with a load of foil containers. Rick says “What’s that?” The guy says “It’s your curry”. Rick says “I meant I was going to have a curry after the gig”
By this point, the curry was there, Rick was still having long periods when he didn’t have much to do plus he had quite a lot of room on his keyboard banks so he spread out the different containers around and began digging in. At the time the band were playing Tales from Topographic Oceans - this album divides Yes fans. Some love it and some hate it so half the audience were zonked out on drugs listening and the other half were falling asleep “bored shitless” as Rick puts it.
But slowly the pungent scent of the curry began to waft out over the audience who began to stir as they smelt it. Pretty soon, Jon Anderson began to notice it from where he was and came over. He said to Rick “What’s that?” Rick said “Chicken Tikka Vindaloo, Pilau Rice, Brinjal Bhaji, Tarka Dall and Poppadoms. Dig in, help yourself”. Jon shrugged, took a Poppadom, and wandered off.
So Rick didn’t “down tools” to eat the curry - he still played his bits in between eating. And he didn’t order the curry as a protest against the album, it just arrived mid-set and now that it’s here, might as well eat it.