(photo by Kit Carruthers)
I’m sitting in our extension looking out at the garden as an apocalyptical rain storm beats down on the roof. It’s wonderful. In fairness I only say that because I’m not under canvas and I fear for those who are on this high summer night. It’s what I often have to tell myself is ‘song writing weather.’ [...]
I have busked once. It was a disaster of epic proportions. We had a rehearsal room just off Buchanan Street in Glasgow underneath the street level in an old print room. One day, when I really should have known better, I said to the rest of the band, ‘Why don’t we go out and busk some of our songs?’ There were ten good reason [...]
There’s a song that’s been going round our house. You probably know it – especially if your listened to our show last week. Really I can’t get it out of my head. It’s Landslide by Fleetwood Mac. Last Wednesday at the Hydro it was performed by Stevie Nicks and Lindsay Buckingham as a duet quietly and beautifully t [...]
We have had a family reunion this week. Two daughters, both of whom have been abroad over the last year, returned to live at home again. You can imagine the scenes and some of the long conversations that have taken place, sometimes staggered over days. Threads of conversation that don’t really ever get fully resolved. Despite FaceTime a [...]
If you go down to the BBC today the detritus of Music at The Quay will be getting packed away and trucked off to another festival somewhere. The stage, lights and PA. The little village of bars and cafes, the tables where we sat and yes…the deck chairs …all gone.
It was a quite magical down by the Clyde last week. As the sun came [...]
A week past Sunday I went down the hill from a little restaurant where I’d enjoyed a very hearty brunch with one of Nashville’s many great song writers. I was intent on parking within easy reach of the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum. ‘You’re not far away,’ my dining companion assured me. ‘Just turn l [...]
It’s nearly the end of my trip to Nashville. There will be lots to tell you about on my return. Some great people, stories, a couple of excellent live shows and a pile of vinyl to share. But most of that can wait until next week. This week on the AC we have a very special night.
If there’s any part of you that has lost faith in c [...]
The interview was going, largely, to plan. Matthew E White politely answered the questions and we both talked enthusiastically about records, analogue recordings and the general ephemera of the studio until that question. ‘Why Matthew,’ I asked ‘…why is rock n roll cold?’
I’ll let that question sit there [...]
I watched (with bemused detachment) the BAFTA TV awards the other night. It was something the family could watch together and it passed a dead hour before the news came on. Exhausted by struggling with my IKEA assembly earlier in the day, the settee and a glass of wine were proving to be the antidote to my attempt to understand the what that [...]
It’s been a strange old week for America and race relations. From my daughter in Baltimore I’ve had a first hand account of the appalling miscarriage of justice that led to the subsequent riots. From the middle of these riots it sounded very scary indeed. Although, as Banksy and my good friend Stuart Cosgrove in his book D [...]