In Other News – White Hot Day – March 21st

And as we are now half-way through the first month of 2020, the other focus is on gigs and other events in the calendar.

High on the anticipation scale is White Hot Day – the first Simple Minds fan convention in over 15 years and the first I’ve had the opportunity of being able to attend. Fans are coming from all over the world to attend. It really is going to be something.

Tickets are available HERE – and if are travelling from afar to sunny Glasgow, I may be able to put you up for the night.

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What To Do…

What to do about this blog? Haven’t had much to say here this past month. It was all about the time in Oz with the family and friends.

Now I am back home though, I am starting to think about what I can do with this blog.

I guess soon enough it’ll be busy again, reporting on rehearsals and then the tour will be kicking off before we know it. I mean… Stavanger must only be six weeks away now. Yikes! (A quick double check and yep, just over six weeks away from today.)

Geez it would be good to have some interviews again, like last year. Jaine and Bruce were great interviews.

Some things have happened while I’ve been away too that I haven’t really reported on. The sad loss of Tony Donald over New Year being one.

There was such loss in 2019, esp. in the final few months. On a personal level too, of course. Hence my journey home. As the days pass on, the more I miss mum. The same thing happened with David. There is no closure. Just a void. This feeling of emptiness that is different to the loss when it happens to you when you’re around to experience it.

I said goodbye to mum in a video. And it took my niece, Madeline, to make me think of doing it. And it felt really weird and just… . I didn’t want to say goodbye like that! I didn’t want to let her know it was goodbye. I couldn’t bring myself to say “goodbye, mum”… even though I knew she was in her final hours of life.

The only comfort I take from it all is knowing she would have felt it as a sweet relief.

She drifted away quietly. My sister, Cheryl, and my brother, Quince, were with her when she slipped away. Cheryl told me that Quince was holding her hand and was unaware she had even passed.

But, enough of that. My grief has nothing to do with this blog in all honesty. I don’t want it to.

I still just want this to be a great blog. Even if sometimes it’s all on a personal level. It is meant to be a Simple Minds blog – with that “heavy dose of Jim Kerr” warning label attached. Lol.

So… I’m open to ideas. Any are welcome.

I wish I could share Virginia prints. But she’d string me up if I share too many! And that I understand. Those amazing photographs of hers are the only income source she has and I do all in my power to try and help her along with that. She’s become a really good friend and I would never betray a trust.

Anyway. Enough of my waffle. I’ll knuckle down and think of something. Take this blog kicking and screaming into 2020 somehow!

Seeing Through The Eyes Of Love

It’s now 4 years since this happened and I know Jim will be utterly bloody bored with it, so I’ll just keep the memory here on the blog.

This anniversary I find myself back in Oz, so this year feels just a little more special, yet painfully sad.

Kyoto might well still be in snow, but most of the Eastern seaboard of Australia, as well as parts of Adelaide and Perth, have been aflame this summer.

Again for most of the outer suburbs of Sydney, up to Newcastle, and down to the south coast, past Wollongong (where regional coastal towns are on high alert as fires threaten to ravage the area again, having only just gone through the devastation just 72 hours ago) and into country areas of New South Wales, temps are set to be a minimum of 40 degrees Celsius – with the average being 44 tomorrrow.

After Saturday’s extremes, the temp. drops away and falls by 20+ degrees for a high of 25 in Sydney on Sunday and 22 on Monday.

Four years ago, the weather was unusually cool for the time of year – 21 degrees and drizzle. A rare overcast and rainy day.

Well the days I’ve had here I’ve hardly seen the sun but for vastly different reasons.

Also this time four years ago, I was spending – what I feared would turn out to be – my final months with mum.

And so I say it time and again, my Hunter And The Hunted piece will forever be the most special thing to me. I don’t know how much I can express all that is wrapped up in it.

The significance of the song… it really is just about the finest thing Simple Minds ever produced – and as a consequence how enamoured I am with Jim. He is just beautiful… the lyrics to the song and just him… body and mind. Intelligence. Beauty.

And I still feel that my piece on it compliments the beauty of the song.

And there’s mum and those precious final months with her. I never wanted those months to be the final ones😔💔

I knew time was running out.

This silly mind is still waiting for us to travel to Busby to go and see her… wondering why we haven’t been yet. Pulling into Liverpool Station on the train and not getting off the train there feels really wrong.

The anniversary will be more special every year.

Jim, thank you. I will love you always for this. 💕😚

Kerrfect!

He is just too beautiful…

I miss all my photos from Virginia. My shrine. I know how absolutely pathetic I sound! I’m not going to apologise.

Hate me all you like, Sir… but I love you 💕

This was the only way I had available to me to copyright protect it and share. My iPad Mini was taken from the rental van and that’s all my photo editing stuff gone ☹️

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Practising What I Preach?

I’ve lost my way with this blog, partly due to … someone being much quieter this year, for one. And now my muse has escaped me.

The past several weeks has been all change, on a personal note.

I fly out to Sydney in two weeks time. We move to Glasgow on Friday. And if I don’t have enough with those two things going on, I’m still conscious of the blog just…lagging.

I don’t really have any kind of regular thing happening with it. In the past I’d have something going on, be it Kerrsday Thursday, the Weekend WhirliGIG, the “Why I Love…” special posts, Lyric Of the Day – when the art was happening on a regular basis. There was also some kind of weekly or regular post. I’ve even let my weekly Spotify listening stats (posted under Tweekly FM) slip by at times lately.

So, I might find it a little awkward until the New Year to commit to something fully regularly, I will at least commit to putting a little more life into the blog at least in the next couple of weeks.

As I say, as if I haven’t enough to be getting on with!

I do want this blog to be an interesting thing. I had such plans for it at the beginning of the year. And it really started well with my interviews with Jaine Henderson and Bruce Findlay, and then it kind of fizzled. All the best laid plans, eh?

Let’s see what I can salvage to end 2019 with a bang!
(P.S. He isn’t convinced 👇🏻)

Still Just A Small Taster

My collection of Virginia Turbett prints of Simple Minds grows slowly yet strongly. A new batch arrived last week and I wanted to show what is in it without comprising the copyright of Virginia’s images. This is still just a small taster, and probably now the last you will see.

The prints are of stunning quality. Trust me, if you decide to buy, you will NOT be disappointed. This video doesn’t do them full justice (I have to be careful not to show them at optimum resolution as they’ll just end up being taken and used) but I hope you can get some sense of how wonderful they are. Some are just truly iconic. The ones taken at Tavistock Square in 1980…the whole photo session is gorgeous.

If you are interested in prints, contact Virginia via her website at: www.virginiaturbett.com