Category: jim kerr
Kerrsday Thursday Turbett Photo Rotation
Time to have a new display of Virginia Turbett photos… The theme? Edinburgh, 1981 – outdoors and Odeon soundcheck.
Did A Thing…
Meh… Yep! Some days I even bore myself with how…obsessed…I am with this man. The methodical work is just a distraction. I could choose another subject but it just allows me to lose myself and ogle. It probably really isn’t healthy for me. I don’t know. I need a fuck buddy or something. Lol
Date Cake?
Today I’ve been baking a date loaf. It’s looking really good and I was having a moment of feeling particularly chuffed about it and then wrote this post on the SM FB wall. Then I thought “given recent outcomes to some of my posts, I’ll take a screengrab – it’ll probably get taken down”. Just…
ANOTHER ONE?!!
As Brenda from Bristol said. Yes, Brenda. Indeed “another one”! Lol I cannae stop…
Stating The Obvious…
So…you’re missing the adulation, Sir? Oh…I mean the gigs and the performing live thing. Well….there is an option to give a performance…you just won’t have an audience in front of you. But if you’re reluctant to do that…which I get the overriding sense you are – there is always my blog. You are veritably SHOWERED…
And As I Was Putting The ‘Tears’ Playlist Together…
On Spotify, when I was looking for You Go To My Head by Billie Holiday, I saw this… Yes…I’ll always hold a torch for Jim ??
Possibly 1000?
You know when I do these “shrine art” pieces, I sometimes add a random number to the post because I really have no idea how many of these I’ve done. Come September, I’d have been making these (not to this level of quality, mind!) for five years. And given for quite a bit of those…
Tears Playlist
Today’s post by Jim seems unnervingly timely. I’ve really never understood how he seems to have this propensity of doing this thing where, I go to write something for the blog …. have a theme of something in my mind and then before I’ve even aired it or posted about it – HE posts something…
I Wish I Was There…
Leeds, 2018. Don’t mean to be maudlin, but… To hear the “burning slow” lines return to the song during the Grandslam part of the tour – I was sssooo, so happy. They are the most beautiful, romantic lines. There was “soft rain” falling that night in Leeds too. And after all that had gone on…