Hmm, yes...
Jul. 12th, 2008 10:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
f4f3Saturday morning, and I'm lying on the couch taking a few deep breaths.
Angela Hewitt is making her way through The Well Tempered Clavier on my stereo (and the new speakers sound great), I can hear the shower running, so there's a one in three chance my girlfriend is getting up (less than that, now I come to think of it, or the animals would be through here, not there) and it's just a lovely morning,
In no particular order, The Blue Nile gig last night was wonderful. Music rarely gets to be transfiguring, and rarely indeed in the Concert Hall, which is a wonderful venue for listening to music, but not a great one for feeling it (oh, how I wish last night's gig had been at The Barrowlands), I'm glad to say that last night was the exception. Partly because of Paul Buchannan's craggy charisma, partly due to his voice, which has, if anything, improved since he recorded "Tinseltown in the Rain" what, 25 years ago?, but mostly because the band and the audience were in pretty much perfect sync. Some highlights of the evening: The band stopping after "Happiness" so that Paul could ask the crowd if it would have been better if they'd joined in - we decided yes, so they struck up again and we all sang along for a few minutes. At the end, we all agreed never to talk of it, lest the world know that Glaswegians had relaxed. Paul having his music stand moved on the last song, in case it was blocking anyone's view, and the quick shout from the audience "Fuck, look, Paul Buchannan's up there". A heart stopping rendition of "Family Life", that left me in tears, a bouncy, ectstatic "Tinseltown". The dicsussion over encores - the crowd asked for "Headlights on the Parade", and the band played it, on condition that they would abandon it and play Tinseltown again if it turned into a train wreck - it didn't. The last encore was "Strangers in the Night", done completely straight, and it just made me think of those parties of my parent's generation, where everyone had their own party turn - I'm sure that was his.
It wasn't a perfect gig - as I say, the Concert Hall isn't my favourite venue, some of the crowd had clearly done to much E, since they were off to the loo every five minutes, and when the tickets say "Concert starts 7.30" it shouldn't mean "9.00".
You know, it might have been the music, it might be knowing I'll be heading West around lunchtime, but I'm pretty content right now.
Angela Hewitt is making her way through The Well Tempered Clavier on my stereo (and the new speakers sound great), I can hear the shower running, so there's a one in three chance my girlfriend is getting up (less than that, now I come to think of it, or the animals would be through here, not there) and it's just a lovely morning,
In no particular order, The Blue Nile gig last night was wonderful. Music rarely gets to be transfiguring, and rarely indeed in the Concert Hall, which is a wonderful venue for listening to music, but not a great one for feeling it (oh, how I wish last night's gig had been at The Barrowlands), I'm glad to say that last night was the exception. Partly because of Paul Buchannan's craggy charisma, partly due to his voice, which has, if anything, improved since he recorded "Tinseltown in the Rain" what, 25 years ago?, but mostly because the band and the audience were in pretty much perfect sync. Some highlights of the evening: The band stopping after "Happiness" so that Paul could ask the crowd if it would have been better if they'd joined in - we decided yes, so they struck up again and we all sang along for a few minutes. At the end, we all agreed never to talk of it, lest the world know that Glaswegians had relaxed. Paul having his music stand moved on the last song, in case it was blocking anyone's view, and the quick shout from the audience "Fuck, look, Paul Buchannan's up there". A heart stopping rendition of "Family Life", that left me in tears, a bouncy, ectstatic "Tinseltown". The dicsussion over encores - the crowd asked for "Headlights on the Parade", and the band played it, on condition that they would abandon it and play Tinseltown again if it turned into a train wreck - it didn't. The last encore was "Strangers in the Night", done completely straight, and it just made me think of those parties of my parent's generation, where everyone had their own party turn - I'm sure that was his.
It wasn't a perfect gig - as I say, the Concert Hall isn't my favourite venue, some of the crowd had clearly done to much E, since they were off to the loo every five minutes, and when the tickets say "Concert starts 7.30" it shouldn't mean "9.00".
You know, it might have been the music, it might be knowing I'll be heading West around lunchtime, but I'm pretty content right now.
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Date: 2008-07-12 09:54 am (UTC)