Well, we might as well have nice round figures, eh?
But THIS IS IT! Ten is enough! Done!
Well, we might as well have nice round figures, eh?
But THIS IS IT! Ten is enough! Done!
Well, I was freaking out that I wasn’t going to make it for the 6pm arrival time as I was still at the house waiting for a taxi to come collect me at 5.40pm. It’s Saturday night in Glasgow… traffic will be heaving! But it was mercifully fine. I still can’t quite get my head around the fact we are as far (or as close… depending on your perspective) from the city centre of Glasgow as we were in our old house from Luton Town centre. My taxi fare into the city was £6. We were at the Old Fruit Market in 10 mins.
I arrived and spotted one Mr Ronald Gurr at the bar. I sidled up and said hello. We chatted a bit. He asked me after a while “do you know where you’re seated?” “Nope. I have no idea.” “You could be seated with them”, he says to me. “Pfffft! I doubt that!” “Well… you never know”, he says.
As it was, I was seated at a table with Ronnie himself.
There wasn’t much of a view from my seat to be honest. £150 paid to see f*** all – it was starting well.
A couple of hours in Ronnie says to me “they’ll be on at midnight”. Whaaaa???! It wasn’t even 8pm!
I was also kept company by Rita and Nicolle. It was great to be with fellow SM fans.
A pit stop to the ladies halfway through the night and I walked by a table that some of the band was seated at. I waved to Cherisse on my way by and she stood up and stopped me to say hello. We chatted briefly and I chatted to Ged briefly also. It was so lovely of Cherisse to stop me and say hello. Much too kind.
Rita, Nicolle and I were just wishing the hours away until they received their award and would be performing.
Finally… after many awards handed out and quite a few auctioned off items for the Nordoff-Robbins charity, the final award of the night was given out.
Jim was gracious in his acceptance speech and then handed the mic over, rather unexpectedly, to Charlie. “I haven’t got anything to say. No one understands me anyway!” Lol. Bless him. Poor Charlie.
They then went straight into performing three songs – Waterfront, Love Song and Don’t You (Forget About Me). The crowd were loving it, and Jim had everyone (some ladies at the front in particular) eating out of the palm of his hand as usual (nothing ever changes).
Bruce Findlay was also there last night. He had earlier in the evening handed out the “Living Legends” Award to the Incredible String Band – one of his all time favourite bands.
He stayed on and was watching SM perform. And I could see Jim acknowledging Bruce during their set. It was a lovely moment to see.
I have no footage or photos. My phone stayed firmly in my bag all night.
There is some official photos around. Reports of the evening in the media, etc. I just wanted to just take it in and enjoy it.
It’s been a tough old week but this was lovely.
A little less of a feeling I am persona non grata once again by a few would be nice… but, you cannae have everything I guess.
Well…it started with Sophia Deboick in the New European magazine in April, 2018 greasing the wheels of me FINALLY taking a dive into Roxy Music and then my little talk with Jim about starting to get into them and him just reiterating the importance of Roxy and Bryan Ferry on Simple Minds and him (“No Roxy Music, no Simple Minds” he said to me) that compounded things.
I absolutely fell in love with early Roxy Music, esp. I confess I have still not delved into Bryan’s solo stuff as much…but honestly…what better excuse do I have!?
Despite not having as much of a delve into his solo stuff, Bryan quickly became very high on the agenda of a musical act to see.
When it seemed the money was going to appear last year, I had dallied with the notion of seeing him in Germany or at the Albert Hall…but the money just wasn’t around and I couldn’t. Then also this year, he was was playing a festival that was VERY local (I think near St Albans…? From memory) and he also played at the Summer Nights Festival at Kelvingrove Bandstand last year. The chances all slipped by.
But now, here we are! To Glasgow, my new home, and to Bryan playing the Armadillo on March 3rd, a few days before heading off to Copenhagen to see Simple Minds.
Can life get any sweeter? SOMEBODY PINCH ME!
I’ll be popping my cherry twice! My first (might end up being my only…who knows?) Bryan Ferry gig, and my first Armadillo gig (unless I happen to see someone else there beforehand. Though I doubt it).
ROLL ON MARCH!
And of Bryan’s solo work I know…I love this…a reinterpretation of Robert Palmer’s Johnny And Mary – executed at the highest order.
I read a piece from The Guardian yesterday as to why author Karl Whitney believed that Glasgow is the best city in Britain for the popular music-lover. He talked about the vibrancy of the scene, the number of venues the city has, a number of them more intimate music/pubs, some offering a fully vegan menu. I had been in two of them mentioned, The Flying Duck (making my mind up about Walnut Road and hearing Cities being played as some kind of omen) and Mono, in which I had that delicious kumquat margarita – and also checked out adjoining Monorail record bar.
I’ve walked past Nice N’ Sleazy’s numerous times but have never ventured in. And also for me personally, the notion that I am going to be living just 15 minutes away from the Royal Concert Hall fills me with SO MUCH EXCITEMENT…I can’t even!
And he also talked about the shops too, mostly around the West End on the Byers Road. In all my visits to Glasgow so far, one of the things that has eluded a visit is Byers Road. And only this last time did I get a sweeping glance of it as we passed by on the sightseeing tour bus (highly recommended, I must say – and if you love a bit of history and Neil Oliver’s dulcet tones float your boat, you’re in luck! He provides the audio commentary on the bus). But when the move happens…well, I’ll be on the lookout for bargains and by all accounts the Sally Army store up near Partick is the place to go – two birds, one stone!
Anyway, Karl extolls the virtues of my very, VERY soon adopted city much more than I can. Click the image of Barras to read the article.
Again. I mean…we’ve got the tour coming next year. LITCoA recently came out. The “40” compilation is released on Friday – the day after I turn 49 (HELP! Lol)
They’re at the Scottish Music Awards at the end of November.
And of course there are other extenuating circumstances why things have been quiet.
And on a personal level – the blog is taking a back seat while house-hunting take precedence. I’ve been up and down the country like a yoyo these past two weeks. Up to Glasgow, back to Luton for a day, then down to Bristol and further south west to Devon, back to Luton for a few days and just back last night from another fleeting visit to Glasgow.
I wanted to review seeing Toyah in Bristol last Sunday but I just feel like it’s non stop right now. Exciting, don’t get me wrong, but draining also.
We lost out on one property and we’ll be going for another this week. I think the Scottish market is really healthy right now. It feels it. There is pretty of stiff competition with other buyers out there right now. It’s a seller’s market for sure.
So currently my head just swims with decisions on making offers, how much for, etc, etc. “Offers over…market value…look at the home report…Google Maps Street View reccy…is it worth travelling 400 miles to view it with my own eyes?” Etc, etc…
“Where are the good parts of Glasgow?” Just…endless factors to consider.
Barely had time to do any professional ogling of late. Lol. Though the visit to Devon was to see Virginia and get some “professional” ogling in. Lol. But nothing is happening for me artistically. Don’t know the last time it was when I worked on any art.
I would love it if my next visit to Glasgow was an actual move but who knows?
Yesterday I was in the Flying Duck having an early tea before setting off for Luton (I keep going to say “home” when referring to Luton and then stop myself because I want Glasgow to be home). I walked in and they were playing Talking Heads…and then this came on and it felt SSOOOO apt!
And then tonight discussing all the whys and wherefores with the OH, this came on the radio…
We’ll see later in the week, I guess. And perhaps there might be a bit more SM news too? Or Jim will come back. It’s silly to say how much I miss him…but I just do. The interactivity on SMO is just not the same without him being around.
Lucky I have house-hunting to take my mind off things, I suppose…
I “wakened up” (as a certain Mr Kerr would say) at 3.30am having had a mixed and slightly fitful sleep. The reason? I had decided when it was announced Jim would be on the Zoe Ball Breakfast show on Radio 2 a couple of weeks back to bite the bullet and head on in to see him. Well…that was the hope.
My thinking being…if the news is big enough that he’s on with Zoe Ball, he’ll be there in the studio, NOT on the phone!
I got myself ready and had a taxi booked by 4.30am. My target was the 5.08am train to St Pancras.
I was actually running early and made the 4.50am train in! I got to St Pancras at 5.30am and made my target of being outside Wogan House (adjacent to Broadcasting House, where the Radio 2 studios are based) by 6.15am.
The celeb spotting started almost immediately with Paul Gambaccini leaving the building just a few minutes after I arrived.
Also shortly after I arrived, a man appeared and stood near me.
Firstly, there was no Zoe Ball. Nicki Chapman was presenting for her this morning. That was the first slight worry.
I was listening in while standing outside freezing my tits off. Ian Waite appeared and walked through the doors. Then some 45 minutes later he left again.
And just before 8am, Ken Bruce appeared and walked in.
After the Strictly news with Ian Waite, Nicki said “and Jim Kerr will be coming in later…” and I thought “OMG! YES! I have made the right choice coming down here!
Subsequent mentions after that she had changed it to “and I’ll be chatting to Jim Kerr…” Oh, shit! Why have you changed the wording, Nicki?
Once the 8am news happened I was thinking “he’ll be here soon. He’ll be here soon. Any minute now.” Then there was a thing on Thunderbirds. “Okay, any minute he should turn up. He’ll be on soon. Come on, Jim! Where are you?”
Then the traffic report happens. And then it all became too clear as Nicki said “I’ll be talking to Jim Kerr next.” Well…he hadn’t appeared. There are no other doors for him to enter through. FUCK! He’s phoning in from Glasgow!
As much as I was thinking before today “it’s the risk I take. If he’s there, he’s there. If not then…I won’t get disheartened.” Pfffft! That’s what I DELUDED myself into believing anyway.
So, he was a no show. The man who came and stood near me had been with me the whole time. As soon as it was apparent Jim was not coming, so walked off. So he was obviously waiting for Jim too. At least I wasn’t the only saddo hoping against hope. Lol.
I walked off too…but was still listening to the show and Jim talking to Nicki. I heard the song too, which, did not register with me until today is a King Creosote cover! Of course!
So…the first gig I have lined up for 2020 has more significance than I first anticipated. But NOW…I may see a Simple Minds gig BEFORE King Creosote. For we had TOUR NEWS! Jim actually did announce a European/UK tour for Feb/Mar/April 2020. See below! Obviously all further details are available through Simple Minds’ various social media.
And so, despite trying not to be disappointed about not seeing Jim…I was a little. You know. It was an effort. Up at 3.30am. Out the door at 4.30am. At Wogan House by 6.15am. Stood there until 8.40am, freezing to death as I had not put enough layers on, needing the loo, but also thirsty and gasping for coffee.
I consoled myself by going to a Starbucks and having a spiced pumpkin latte and a lemon muffin.
I then walked for miles and ended up at Shaftsbury Ave and into China Town. I just walked about wasting time.
More compensation, this time in the form of a chai latte and (see pic) a lovely slice of passionfruit cake.
I had a gift with me for Jim. It’ll have to wait for a future time.
Finally…for your lugholes…here’s For One Night Only (unless you are a MEGA Simple Minds fan! One night is NEVER enough! Lol. And I mean all the innuendo that is laced with. Yes! Lol)
I’m off for a lie down!
And I want you for all time…