Win One Of Charlie’s Guitars! #iLoveLive Crowdfunder

This is AWESOME! Charlie has donated one of his Stratocaster guitars as part of a prize draw for the #iLoveLive Crowdfunder and Stagehand to help support the live music scene and all the staff and roadcrew who work behind the scenes in the live music industry.

You can find out more details via Simple Minds’ social media (Twitter link is below). For each £5 donation, you are entered in a draw to win Charlie’s 1983 Fender Stratocaster. A genuine and incredible piece of Simple Minds history and an amazing one-off piece of memorabilia.

And all in a cause so close to all our hearts. The live music scene is taking one of the hardest hits from what has happened to the world in this pandemic.

You can also go directly to the #iLoveLive Crowdfunder page by clicking HERE

Please think of donating! And look what you can bag yourself by doing so! If all you can afford is £5 then…it’s a donation and one entry. A hundred of them….a thousand of all those little £5 entries would help massively!

Remote Musical Collaborations

A friend – Scott – has been really lovely in giving me encouragement and support with the drumming practice. He plays guitar and bass and has taken a few of my drum samples and added to them.

I never thought this would become “a thing”. That someone would want to use my drum parts to fool around with and add bits to.

I’m sure Scott wouldn’t mind me saying that it’s all very amateur, but I love these little remote jams. I am feeling like I am some pro muso working on actual music collaborations.

Thanks for the permission to share this little snippet, Scott.

He said I I could give it a title. Not sure what to call it, really. Perhaps seeing as Scott IS a Scot, we can call it “Razzy Jam”? Lol. I don’t know… All’s I know is, I like it 🙂

It’s a rough cut, not tidied up at the ends…in true “rough jam” fashion. “Razzy Jam” – with pips 😁

We Passed Upon The Stair

I was feeling very tired still this morning, so I slept-in. While I slept the extra hour or so, I fell into a dream.

I was going to a gig. And I was seeing David Bowie. The venue from the outside looked quite grand. One of those ornate old style theatres, you know. The stairwell was kind of circular. Plushly carpeted. The stairs were short stepped, so they seem to go on forever. I must have gone up about 3 or 4 levels.

As I neared the top, there was David…just sitting at the top of the stairs, with an acoustic guitar and someone from the entourage. He was just softly strumming away. Just kind of musically noodling. He was softly chatting away with his mate and they were having a giggle.

I stopped in my tracks. Even still to this day and in my dreams I was awestruck and utterly gobsmacked to find myself in his presence. He looked at me with an expression that read, “Why be so awestruck? I’m just a bloke.” David…you were NEVER “just a bloke”. Lol.

I never came face to face with him like this in real life. I only ever saw him play live once, and I will be forever thankful of that.

Well, he smiles that amazing smile of his to me and I stand their on the steps listening to him strum away. The noodling now also includes some unintelligible vocal sounds.

Just behind me, over my left shoulder, something grabs my attention. Scurrying along and stopping just behind me is a tiny little mouse with the biggest ears. Very soon after, little mousey is joined by a friend. And they are both just stood there, looking at us looking at them. The three of us humans all smiling at each other over how cute these two mice are.

And then I wake up! Just like that.

A very surreal dream. And I awoke so happy, yet so sad that it was just a dream, and the dawning realisation that David is still gone and the only way I’ll ever experience anything like that ever again is in my dreams.

The dream just encapsulated everything that was David. Surreal, gentle and beautiful.

Special Delivery

Back in the summer, Mr Burchill ordered himself a beautiful Spanish guitar in Grenada. Today, the maker of the guitar, Valerio, delivered to Charlie said guitar to a recording studio in London.

Cherisse and Thomas were there to film the delivery. And… someone else popped in to have a gander as well…