Well…it’s a theory…
I had to ask. Anyway…my passport is ready. And the money will soon follow…
My passport photo STILL sucks! Lol. Can we see supermodel passport photos? I mean, if even Kate Moss or Naomi Campbell’s passport photos look shit then I won’t feel so bad. I mean…geez I know I’m no stunner and I’ve got only slightly less blubber than a minke dolphin – but I can scrub up okay if I make an effort (or get a TV make up artist to do me up)…so why ARE passport photos so shit?!
If anyone is willing to say I look 35 (or younger!) in my passport photo than 48, you’re on my Christmas card list. Lol
Well, it would appear Sir’s boots are not the ONLY thing Simple Minds related up for auction! So is this penguin sculpture, co designed and created by Fiona Sutherland.
Can’t imagine it is going to be cheap!
All things New Gold Dream in the touring schedule. It’s 1982, and us antipodean types are still being deemed “colonial”. Lovely! Now, where’s my convict’s outfit? 🤔🤔🤔
Group photo clipping dated Nov 3rd, 1982 – NME
Lyceum gig ad – Nov 20th, 1982 – NME
“Return from the colonies” clipping date October 30th, 1982 – NME (someone’s about to have their 12th birthday!)
A fantastic opportunity…but I do wonder whether Liam is any relation to Lily Warring? The little cynic in me says “Yeah, because you just…contact the band and they say ‘yeah, sure’, just like that!” These things NEVER happen!
You’d NEVER get the lead singer (and head diva) of a band doing stuff like that…not with a total stranger. I mean, it would be like, say, I take up art and start doing these pieces and show said singer/diva (or at least kid myself at the time it was the singer/diva seeng them) and he shows an interest in them.
Yes! I freely admit…I am envious (I am almost black the shade of green is that dark)…esp. as if I think back to February, it reminds me of New Zealand and Wall Of Love. All those hopes and dreams got reignited.
But, anyway. This is Liam’s thing. And he won an award for this, so it’s awesome for him. I hope it’ll be the start of something wonderful for him. God knows some of us could do with that kick through the door, initially.
I’ve linked to the clip here, I haven’t even been able to watch it myself, yet. Bloody YouTube and its thing in which it doesn’t add the required elements for a clip to be played back on mobile devices. Pisses me off. Thanks YT!
And you can read more of Liam’s documentary here…
Rare to see an interview conducted without Jim. I’d never seen this footage before. Enjoy!
Listen to him! Damn flirt! Lol. “Of course, it’s Valentine’s. And you know what that means?”
I replied out loud saying “No?” Lol. And then my mind wanders to many and varying things it shouldn’t. Goddammn, boy! I’ll be playing that bit of the clip over and over in my head now…dreaming of being remotely confident enough to EVER flirt back with him, to his face…if I ever met him…if I ever allow myself to get anywhere near him. If I could trust myself not to be a complete gibbering idiot and nervous wreck. If I could borrow just a smattering of Ms Hynde’s “ice cool” nonchalance and add a dash of “sass”.
But I’m me. Catherine’s two occasions of meeting me will bear testament to how I am. Nervous wreck. Socially inept. And that is with someone I admire but not place on a towering pedestal, worship like a god and wants to keel over and die at the mere notion of him making eye contact with me. Lol
It isn’t fame. It isn’t. I was SSOO like this with my first boyfriend…I say “boyfriend” – more boy “friend with benefit” – much more his “benefit” than mine. He was my neighbours brother. I asked her for his number. I would try and call him. I’d go to dial about 10 times…thinking my heart was going to give out. And when I’d finally have the courage to let the phone ring, and ask for him…I wouldn’t know what to say! I’d ask him over to mine…cos that’s what I thought I should do. He’d say no. Say he was busy or whatever. He was ssssooo not interested!
Two years! Two years it took. (This two years being – not us going on a date. That was never going to happen.) How it finally happened…I don’t know. He obviously couldn’t get any anywhere else. Lol. He’d been at his brother’s wedding that day. What? There were no takers there? Poor little old me. Offered it up to him on a plate. I worshipped him. And blinded by that, I overlooked what I knew in reality it was. And it still hurts some (almost) 30 years later. It hurts…but I don’t blame him. Of course he was going to take it.
Oh, but I digress wildly and share too much (again).
Just…I hope by May…if I actually do want to have the remotest chance of meeting this man, I grow some balls. Lol. METAPHORIC balls. Not ACTUAL ones! Lol
I don’t know what I’m saying anymore. Lol. Enjoy the clip…
Quite a good review, but a shame this young person doesn’t see either Minds themselves, or the B52s shaking off the “nostalgia” label. Sad they ended their review by calling both bands “overtly” 80s.
Read the review HERE