May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
Back at a time when a beautiful young man could show some humility and knew what humble pie tasted like. He’s obviously forgotten the flavour…or it now sours his tastebuds…. A shame. Jim Kerr talking with Billy Sloan on Radio Clyde in March, 1984.
Four years ago my exploration of Simple Minds began in a chronological order. This was the first song in that chronological exploration that I fell in love with. It certainly became one of the most…intense “love affairs” I have ever experienced. But, once hooked, I never saw it ending. But, perhaps, like all intense “love…
I realised after I shared my review of the festival that having mentioned TSATN video that I shot, that I had not posted it here…so here it is…
There is so much to cover with such a Festival. I have never been to such a HUGE event. The local paper in Aix-Les-Bains the following morning reported a crowd of 25,000 people there for day one of the festival. A big old crowd! And I think I can safely say it’s the biggest (and…
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Made it. In very good company. Let’s do this thing! (Chin up, girl)
Cherisse’s Tour Diary now sheds focus on “ace of bass” and all round wonderful man, Ged Grimes. I won’t be able to watch the clip until I get back to the UK (need to keep an eye on the amount of data I’m using up while in France-and access to WiFi is patchy for me…
I traveled most of the afternoon and into the evening to get here – and as far as the beauty of the town and the scenery goes…it was definitely worth the effort! I even managed to listen to a few Simple Minds tracks on the way from Geneva to Chambery – and without being reduced…
Today is “fly out to some remote, exotic location to see some amazing bands tomorrow” day…but I couldn’t be filled with a higher sense of dread. Also, it now comes on top of knowing my mum is in hospital. She is fine…but under observation, and will hopefully be going home today. But a health scare…
I’m already tired of putting up a front. I don’t care how stupid and pathetic I look in the eyes of others. I’ve spent too much of my life worrying about it. This really is tearing me apart! I miss him! Already I miss him. And I can’t play the music. And I am dreading…
Only one song feels appropriate today… ”Forgive me, love” – I’m not too proud to cry. Roy Orbison springs to mind…