Today would have been the day I was flying back to Paris for another Simple Minds gig. And then onto Bordeaux for another one two days later. A meet and greet, no less.
Probably would have been shitting myself again. Worried about Mr Kerr and what he thinks of me. Always do. Always will. Ridiculous, really. But there we are.
Anyway…perhaps I’ll turn around and go in 2021…who knows?
Nothing is ever certain in life. Nothing lasts…
The day has arrived! Sadly, my copies are in lockdown as currently Monorail are only open as an online store and I ordered my Dinked LP and CD to collect from in the store itself. I’ll be waiting some time to collect, methinks! In the meantime, there is Spotify and the digital download copy to buy.
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As a consequence, today’s music aperitif is Fools Tomorrow. Strangely timely for the perplexing time we find ourselves in.
Wondering if that also means the Summer Sessions gigs in Princes Street Gardens are off too? That’ll be yet ANOTHER Simple Minds gig nae happening then?
Fuck you 2020! Fuck you Coronavirus!
My own headspace. My own inability to get out of what seems to “help”. It’s habitual. Like a drug. He’s a drug I can’t escape. My heroin.
My life. My wife.
Lou. He’s your bard.
From the latest edition of Long Live Vinyl. A timely nod to Pripton. I guess he’s the reason this blog exists after all…
Personally, I still think Dead Vandals was the better song, but was obviously less ‘punk’ in the strictest musical notation terms. Thank god it was the B Side at least.