Minds Music Monday – New Gold Dream – Newcastle City Hall, 1982
Continuing on a Swedish theme…his Kerrness, in a bath in a hotel writing lyrics for this in the summer of 1982, in Sweden. Nom Nom Nom
Continuing on a Swedish theme…his Kerrness, in a bath in a hotel writing lyrics for this in the summer of 1982, in Sweden. Nom Nom Nom
Before the day ends…there was this today. And I know it shouldn’t! It just shouldn’t…but…holy hell – it just means the whole world to me. Such a silly thing. He probably never gave it a second’s thought straight after….but for me? Well, you know. I love words and a word from him means everything. Everything.
The line from Iggy Pop’s Five Foot One could not be a more appropriate title because, right now, I DO wish “life could be Swedish magazines”. Well, newspapers might be more accurate. Anyway, that’s semantics. This morning on the Simple Minds Official Group (or should that now just be “Simple Minds Group”?), a Swedish fan…
I have been subscribed to this person’s YT account for a while – but a certain Mr Machray beat me to seeing this gem first. I had seen the SSIS footage before but had never seen the Hunter And The Hunted clip from it…Just a few little gifs taken from it going back years ago….
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It was never the reason I started this blog. Not to gain followers. It was never about that. If nobody read it, I would STILL be posting here. If it never had “an audience” it would still be going. It has always been about self-expression and showing my passion and love for this band. It…
This is the last place I am mentioning it, strangely enough. So, I will just copy the rest of my blurb from posting about it on Facebook… It might be a strange one to give away as it is so personalised… but there’s no point in me keeping this copy. I already have a matt…
It has been playing on my mind so much lately, it was in my dreams this morning. I haven’t dreamed of him for some time. The scenario was…backstage, at a soundcheck. Myself and a few other female fans. I’m unsure how I even got to be there given how the dream panned out. He was…
Yeah. Because some of us only miss you every second of every day and are made to feel like a sychotic lunatic for asking/enquiring/saying about it endlessly. So…I look in on FB for the first time in nearly a week, and it just compounds everything I have been feeling lately. I honestly do not know…
It seemed a repeat from some time back. One I seemed to miss at the time – or at least missed catching a copy of the interview for posting here. Anyway, here it is. Enjoy.
A few of my very favourite Virginia Turbett photos currently on display in my bedroom…
