Free Fallin’. #TomPetty

He’s gonna free fall

Out into nothing

Gonna leave this world

For a while

Now he’s free, free fallin’

Sad to hear of the sudden death of Tom Petty today. I can’t honestly say I was his biggest fan as he was a little before my time.

But good music lives forever, it’s melody and message touches people in ways they never expected.

Take me and the boys playing Free Fallin’, such a simple tune to play, repetitive but mesmerising.

It’s the kind of song that you get lost in and when you find your groove you never want to end and we’d play on well past any reasonable duration just because it feels good, looking at each other and knowing we’ve overdone it but don’t want to stop.

To create that magic so simply takes a special kind of talent.

Free, free fallin’.

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Alone With #ThePretenders?

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Chrissie Hynde surveyed the room before her,  a sell-out of 3000 souls all seated expectantly in the Glasgow Royal Concert hall.

“It’s not the Barralands,  is it?”   She quipped before bursting into her first song Alone,  the title track from her new album.

My brother Duncan and I smiled at each other and with a quick look at the mostly grey heads in front and all around us,  we had to agree. Continue reading “Alone With #ThePretenders?”

A Prayer For The Living? #Oasis

 

I’m sure like me,  you have many songs that take you back to people and places in your life,  happy times,  sad times,  the best and worst of times.   Moments that we treasure and wish that we could live again and moments that we wish we could forget.

Sometimes,  years after the event,  we are getting on with our day,  the radio on in the background and a song comes on that reminds us of happy times,  it makes us feel good and we smile at the memories that come flooding back.

Sometimes,  it’s the opposite,  a song that reminds us of sad times.  That takes our breath away and puts a tear in our eyes. Continue reading “A Prayer For The Living? #Oasis”

Flashbacks Of A Fool?

I would do anything for you
I would climb mountains
I would swim all the oceans blue

I would plant roses at your door
Reveal my secrets
More than enough for me to share

Nah you’re alright Bryan,  I’m just having a good time and enjoying life.

Secrets are for keeping and should never be told.

Well unless you have a blog and can write about them anonymously.

So how’s your weekend looking?

Should I tell you about mine?

As it happens,  two of my favourite bands are playing Glasgow this weekend.

Roxy Music and David Bowie,  my favourite artists as a boy growing up in the mid-70s grey slums of Glasgow.

These guys provided images of glamour and decadence to the unrequited lust of my youth.

The clip above asks … how could you choose between Bryan Ferry and David Bowie?

Personally Ud choose Bowie any day of the week.    But maybe she meant in a fldifferent context.  

Of course this weekend bands are both tribute acts,    they aren’t the same as the real thing,  but both are pretty good,  particularly the Bowie tribute and if you close your eyes or have just enough drink to let your mind wander,  you can imagine being in a club in the 70s listening to these guys raw and passionate before they got famous.

Or is that just another flashback of a fool?

Have fun!

Old Gold Dream? … #SimpleMinds


New Gold Dream
She is the one in front of me, 
the siren and the ecstasy
New Gold Dream
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Simple Minds played the Glasgow Royal Concert Hall last night,  a relatively small venue for them as they are normally sssiciated with stadiums or arena venues. 

The gig was a stripped down acoustic set,  no synths,  three guitars, percussion,  Jim on lead vocal and the gorgeous foxy Sarah Brown on backing and occasional lead vocals. 

The band have just released an album Simple Minds Avoustic and the tour is obviously to generate sales. 

But what came first?   The music or the marketing?

The music obviously.  But it’s a business,  no one gets to keep producing new music unless it sells.   

Jim mentioned last night that the band had recently had a few tough years.   

I expect that their new material doesn’t sell as it’s just not as popular as it was except with those rare die-hard fans. 

Their tour a few years ago at Glasgow Barrowlands was pushing their 5 from 5 allbum with 5 tracks taken from each of their first 5 albums. 

Their last tour which took in the Glasgow Hydro was mainly a greatest hits tour with a few recent tracks thrown in for toilet breaks. 

But they were still better than U2 or New Ordervwjo were both touring within weeks of each other. 

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Last night,  they rocked the place. 

In all my times at the Glasgow Royal Concert Hall,  which is quite a sedate venue for a rock band as it’s all seated.   This was the only time that everyone was on their feet from the start. 

The hits came one after an other at a blistering pace.   But what made this for me was Jim chatting and joking with the audience.    

As a guy he’s mellowed and I’m sure he appreciates what he has now more than ever.     His dad was in the audience and Jim played tribute to him and a few other family members of the band for giving them the money to get started 40 years ago. 

There were a few surprises along the way, a tribute to Bowie playing his song Andy Warhol from Hunky Dory was for me a bizarre choice when there are so many more well known Bowie songs to choose from which would be more accessible to the audience. 

The final encore was a nice touch were Steve Harley of Cockney Rebel joined the band for a rousing rendition of Come Up and See Me ( Make Me Smile)

You certainly did that. 

My brother and I went home .. or back to the pub as high as a kite and wishing we could do it all again today. 

The Minds are part of the soundtrack of our youth,   A time when we had our full life’s ahead of us and everything was possible. 

Now call me an Old Gold Dreamer,  but I like to think it still is. 

What a weekend I have ahead?

The Minds last night,  my bestie for a curry tonight, a Bowie tribute band at Oran Mor tomorrow night and going to see the Celtic finish the league unbeaten and pick up the title again. 

Life is good. 

Because we make it that way. 

Kissing Frogs?

I never thought it would happen
With me and the girl from Dumbarton
Out on a sunny beach
Isn’t life a peach?

It’s been a while since I’ve seen some real sunshine. Scotland isn’t known for its heatwaves.   

I think we had a few days of glorious sunshine last year. But typically it was midweek and I was stuck in an office somewhere. 

Work .. a necessary evil to fund a decent lifestyle but my mantra of keeping it in perspective is that … I’d much rather be on a beach. 

Rather ironic that last year I didn’t have a sunshine holiday after two the previous year and the years before that. No holidays and no sunshine was pretty crap. 

I was stuck in Glasgow the whole summer .. oh what a bummer. 

So right now, heading way down south to a sunshine island in the middle of nowhere is pretty cool. 

La Belle as I call her on here, I’ve known her 12 years, we had a relationship for a while back then but circumstances, mainly work and child care, hers and mine, got in the way.  

She’s younger, better looking and moodier than me.   

Of course she’d say that I would say that.    

But it’s hormones, it goes with having tits. He generalised. 

But do you know a pre-menopausal or menopausal woman who isn’t moody?

Name one?

I rest my case!

Fortunately, like most relationships it’s about balance and the good outweighing the bad. 

Last week this holiday wasn’t happening. Who’d want to spend serious time with someone who does your head in?

She’s hanging over my shoulder right now, airplane seats are way to close and has just spotted that last statement.   

I could be in trouble. 

So in fairness, I’ll concede that doing each others head in is probably possibly maybe what we do best! 

La Belle, the beautiful woman, is pretty hot for an ordinary looking guy like me. 

I should and do consider myself lucky. But then I’ve never kissed a frog. 

Happy holidays!

What a weekend I’ve had. 

The Who in Glasgow on Friday with brother number 2. They banged out the hits including my personal favourites Baba O’Reilly and Won’t Be Fooled Again     

Its hard to grasp that these guys have been knocking out the hits for nearly 55 years since My Generation in 1963. There’s nothing old about these rockers. 

Saturday up early for the drive north then south to Ardlamont Point to join my mates wild camping on the beach. 

A walk along the beach and up the hills followed by a night around the campfire jamming and drinking with your best pals til 3am is part of what life is all about. 

Now a week in the sun with La Belle.  

Life is good. 

In fact, it doesn’t really get much better. 

Wild Is The Wind?

You touch me … with your kiss my life begins
You’re spring to me
All things to me ..
Don’t you know you’re life itself?

Undoubtedly one of my favourite Bowie songs,   originally recorded by Johnny Mathis but made popular by Nina Simone.

Bowie recorded it for his Station To Station album after he met her after one of her shows in Los Angeles in 1975.

Something about that song,  the minor key,  the lyrics,  the passion and desperation of Bowies voice just grabs me,  gives me chills and a longing deep in my chest.

Isn’t it wonderful that music can have that effect?

Tonight Joanne Shaw Taylor the British Blues/Rock Guitarist/ Vocalist  plays the ABC, Glasgow.

Can’t say I was aware of Joanne til fairly recently,  but her sixth album Wild is a winner and well worth a listen.

Guess my favourite track?

Can’t wait to see this later.