I love how close to home some of Lanark is. Cowlairs and St Rollox are literally just up the road…
We’ve always had an Art School tag…I don’t even think there is an art school in Glasgow.Jim Kerr, 1984 on Simple Minds
I do NOT believe for a single second he’d have said that! I mean, geez, the Glasgow School of Art is one of the city’s most famous buildings! They even played there in the early days as far as I am aware. If he said it, he was trying to be contrary and funny, which was obviously lost on the magazine! Lol
Also can I just say – the thing about him saying Chrissie being a friend – and more? Oh…I dream! Well, I dream JUST to be a friend. Geez! Just friendship would do. Anything else is beyond pie in the sky. “Friendship” is pie in the sky enough!
I took close up scans of the pics as well. Pretty sure the one of him holding the mic is one of Virginia’s.
I’m post some more as and when.
I hadn’t been down to the Clyde since I saw Brian Ferry at the SEC Armadillo on March 3rd and I had desperately wanted to go there over the past couple of months. So with it being a mighty fine day yesterday and it almost the height of midsummer, I decided to set out for the Clyde in the afternoon.
Here’s a photo montage from yesterday’s venture…
Photos taken around the Great Western Road and the West End around Kelvinbridge, into Finnieston, onto the Clyde itself, through Woodlands (avoiding going back through Kelvingrove Park on the way back) then back through St George’s Cross to get home.
Ten minutes past eleven this evening. Glasgow – I am so in love with you ❤️❤️❤️
I’m feeling anxious about the easing of lockdown restrictions. I used to be such a scaredy cat about going out and doing things. I used to stay home A LOT. Never went to gigs or hardly ever went out socialising. I’d just stay home. Lockdown has rekindled a lot of that stuff within me.
Fear of going out and mingling with people. Fear of large crowds.
”Fear is fast and I’m turning white now.” Yes.
Wow…the way this version at Tiffany’s starts. The synths and pedal effects and just – it’s very trippy. And I just love that bit of Jim saying “give me an echo, Gallagher”. Yeah, Frank. Hurry the fuck up! Lol
He def. gives Jim echo, for sure!
And I am listening away, awed, reminding myself these boys are babies! That Simple Minds is barely 4 years old and that Charlie has only just turned 22 and that they are already a musical “tour de force”.
If anyone is dismissive in front of me….daring to say “Meh, Simple Minds” I’d reply “LISTEN TO THIS! Then tell me ‘Meh, Simple Minds’, ya fud!”
(P.S. That ident pic. Virginia was talking about this photoshoot with me a few days back, saying these particular ones of the band, up on the hill, are her faves. There is one in this bunch with a guy wheeling a pram around in the background. That’s her fave. Of those ones, this one is probably mine – Jim’s face! I could pinch those cheeks! And then snog him something rotten! – In my dreams.)
I posted this on the Simple Minds Facebook page, but thought I’d also put it here in case it is deemed too “off topic” and gets deleted.
Such a weird concept this thing about tears and the way the fall from the eyes. Maybe it’s a fascination for Scottish men?
Anyways, here’s what I had posted on SM FB (with the pic attached)….
t’s a curious thing. I am reading Lanark and this is the second time Alasdair Gray has used language like this. A reference to tears and them falling from either eye. The first time my mind instantly thought “first tear forms in the right eye, this is the eye that’s crying first”. And just now again reading this passage. I started to wonder who influenced whom, or if it some uniquely Scottish thing to think of how tears form and whether they only form from either one of the eyes, etc.
Of course both things (Lanark and 70 Cities As Love Brings The Fall) are released in 1981 but having watched a documentary on Gray a few nights back, he had been writing Lanark from the 1950s so I’ll assume his words came first.
Anyway, I found it a curious thing. Just wanted to share.
Please do not be fooled by the blurb you see attached to the video! There really isn’t too much talk about the then imminent Scottish Independence referendum. It really is all about the remarkable Alasdair Gray. A man I wish I had been aware of, learned about and began to have some kind of – albeit without any actual personal interaction with – affinity for while he was still living.
There is a sadness I feel that, having moved to this amazing city just a few short weeks before, that Alasdair left us at the end of December in 2019.
Yes, you have to pay to watch the film – documentary – but if you love art, love the murals around Glasgow, have ever read Lanark or 1982 Janine and loved them – see that mural at Hillhead subway station each day (I can’t tell you how many times I have passed it by already and never realised it was there – with great shame) …
Just watch it.
Even as I am still finding my way through Lanark, I take in all the places I recognise. A number of them are local or not very far away. I even found myself reading a letter to a local paper he had submitted about wondering what was to become of Sighthill (the general area, not the cemetery – that wasn’t the topic of Gray’s letter) It is literally just up the road. Just go down to the end of the adjacent street, past the bowling green, round the corner, past the speedway track – up Finlas Street turning into Carlisle Street, until it meets Keppochill Road – and there you are. Sighthill Cemetery. Three weeks ago I didn’t even know it existed! There is NOTHING to mark it out on Google Maps. A few times coming down the A803 from the city centre by car or on public transport I could see there were some graves but I had assumed it was attached to a churchyard – not an actual full cemetery. A cemetery so vast that – as far as I am aware, only the Necropolis is larger (although trying to confirm this with research would indicate Sighthill is larger in acreage so I am a bit confused). Needless to say it is a large expanse and perplexing not to be revealed on a map!
Gray within the pages of Lanark seems to mention a street nearby, Ashfield Street. There is only one Ashfield Street in all of Glasgow. A few Ashfield Roads but no “street”. Only this one. It must be it! And there is talk of Riddrie where he grew up and the area that is now know as Robroyston but was once Garngad – all not terribly far away, further over to the east and north of us on the other side of Bishopbriggs.
But I shall stop waffling and let you watch it! I found it enthralling.
Took another wander through Sighthill Cemetery today, on the way to get the messages at St Rollox.
The trio of the skyline I tried to make into a panorama using software but it compresses a photo that already isn’t as fab as I keep hoping my phone will take. So I’ve left them as the trio I took so they could be zoomed in on, etc.
I’ll add the panorama jobs for good measure.
The first photo is out overlooking the city centre.
Today was a wander up to a different part of Maryhill, walking up from the other side of Ruchill Park through Ruchill itself.
I love getting to know my local patch.
Tantrum Doughnuts opened their doors back up yesterday so today I was on a mission to walk into the city down to the West End to the original shop on the Old Dumbarton Rd for “open doors” at 10am.
They are running to a limited capacity. Making small batches of doughnuts and only having their West End shop open as a strictly take away only affair.
Social distancing rules were observed. Only one customer in the store at one time.
I arrived around 10.20am and there was a queue six deep. Not too bad. It was about a 10 min wait to be served. Well worth it!
It was a very long walk through parts of Maryhill and on to St George’s Cross and into Charing Cross and down to “Sausage Hole” Street and along Kelvingrove Park.
The weather is STUNNING today! Gloriously sunny and 24 degrees. Fabulous!
It was a LOOOOONG walk. I’m bloody knackered! Lol. But I have doughnuts!