Two years on from the last Glasgow (and indeed Scotland) gig, the van heads on up the M6 once more, with possibly a stop at Tebay in the hope of running into Joyce. Was it worth the wait? Of course it was. Over to you.
Two years on from the last Glasgow (and indeed Scotland) gig, the van heads on up the M6 once more, with possibly a stop at Tebay in the hope of running into Joyce. Was it worth the wait? Of course it was. Over to you.
Idiots and pigeons
5 hours of public transport presented the perfect opportunity to catch up with some writing, perhaps I should have rested instead as I was taken ill at the venue.
As I proclaimed that “I don’t want to go in the ambulance”, the staff took pity and opened the balcony to us. It was a very different experience for me as I am usually nestled against the barrier, at the feet of NB. I can’t say it’s one I want to repeat again any time soon – I missed cuddling the barrier!
Was good to see God Gave us Life, Turned Up, and “Tiffany” again. Couple of others I haven’t seen before too.
A big thank you to those who are also to be found hugging the barrier for noticing us afterwards and making sure I was okay.
If it wasn’t for the medical attention, the sweary Biscuiteer in Wetherspoon’s pre-gig, and the lack of my trademark morphing into an extension of the barrier, then I am sure it would have been one of the best yet.
Not long till Hull thankfully!
14 October 2017
Twistedkitemike
One of the joys of going north of the border is that, on the off-chance that my prowess on the links is found wanting; I can settle the bet with a Scottish £5 note. It really annoys people in the South-East.
The locals are obviously aware of the form at the ABC O2 in Glasgow, because despite the early stage time, and some degree of panic (in my mind) that at 7:45 there was only likely to be about 50 people there, the crowds flooded in like a football terrace filling up at 2:59 on a Saturday afternoon in the good old days before the Taylor Report.
The ABC also has its own very special set of security staff, who are cherry-picked and indoctrinated with a modus operandi of trying to find trouble amidst a crowd of people just desperately trying to enjoy themselves.
For those that haven’t heard, Ken is on the mend, but not well enough to get back under the lights. The boys were back to a four-piece, with the very able Charlie Davidson standing in for Ken and doing, if I may so, a fine job.
Anyway, enough of my wittering, here is the set-list: –
Light Tunnel
Hornbeam
Squabblefest
Uffington Wassail
Fred T
Bad Review
Numanoid
Petty
Look Dad
Bob Wilson
Clocked On
Chatteris
27 Yards
Bad Wools
DPAK
Restless Legs
NSD
Tommy Walsh
Time Flies By
Trumpton
1966
Vatican
God Gave Us Life
Trad Arr Tune
JDOG
…………………….
Vagaries
I Think We’re Alone Now (cover)
AOR
Plenty of highlights to look forward to in the excellent series of reviews from the inimitable Roger Green. There was a bit of amp angst, as it is patently clear that Nigel needs a longer lead for his guitar. Some good banter and a new cohort of annoying modern celebrities to crucify in “God Gave Us Life”. Some additions to the previous shout-out at Holmfirth. “He also gave us Loose Women”.
And that was that. They were packed up and the van set off for home by 10:35 p.m. The show rolls on to Hull, the 2017 UK City of Culture. Well, if it is culture you want, you won’t get a better example of it than these boys on 10th November. You know that you want to.
Mike…………………………
14 October 2017
aitchbee
There were songs from right across HMHBs catalogue and the band were clearly enjoying themselves. The crowd were relatively muted for a Glasgow audience, but that could be explained by the fact the most of the people round about me had accents from northern England. Not sure if they were dedicated fans following the tour or if Glasgow was the most convenient venue on this tour.
I was right at the front, leaning on the barrier, more or less opposite Nigel Blackwell, I must say this is the first time in ages I have seen a band who still use actual guitar leads. This led to an almost constant fear that Mr Blackwell was going to trip over his since, as he admitted himself, he’d only brought a short lead and he likes to move around a lot. Indeed, he did pull over his amp at one point, and there was a short interlude where the lead was partially pulled out of the amp, leading to a loud humming noise until it was fixed.
The band were in good form and can rock out with the best of them. This lead to much moshing, and I ended up getting body-slammed a few times. To be fair, the culprits were very apologetic about it. Security seemed a bit hypervigilant and seemed to be having a go a one guy near me for the crime of dancing with his hands in the air facing the audience, although he didn’t seem to be bothering anyone. Overall 9/10, would definitely see again. Just bring a longer lead next time Nigel 😉
14 October 2017
hendrix-tattoo
Thanks AndyBlueFox, I just love your Y.T clips.
https://youtu.be/R9-Oz4dom8Y
C’mon LCFC….
14 October 2017
BOBBY SVARC
Shakespeare Out.
14 October 2017
Steve from Cork
Yet another classic HMHB gig,my personal favourite.
Crowd were really friendly, but staff a bit OTT(grown men should be treated with more respect ).
I wore my Dukla Prague Away Kit and felt like a celebrity, being asked to pose with fellow fans for photos.
Great to “see” Pam Ferris there too 🙂
Set list(see the comments) was excellent and venue too.
See y’all again next year somewhere in the UK..
15 October 2017
CARRIE ANNE
More ramblings from the lovely Roger Green, taken from Gez’s websitehttps://cobweb.businesscollaborator.com/hmhb/guest/index.htm
ABC, Glasgow, Fri 13th October 2017
Roger Green:
I was, frankly, still reeling from having heard Do They Know It’s Christmas a couple of weeks earlier while sitting in a pub in Wakefield. Compliments of the season to you, from the middle of October. Also reeling from seeing Sparks in Nottingham, the day after the HMHB show in Holmfirth. Possibly, but only possibly, the best gig I’ve ever been to. Whatever it is, the Mael brothers (aged 72 and 69) still have it.
We decided to break up the journey to Glasgow by dropping in at Wigan. Sad to see that the site of The Casino is now occupied by the kind of massive shopping mall located in most towns these days. Only the customary blue plaque remains. Strangely, the Wigan Warriors Walk Of Fame appeared to include a section on George Formby. While looking at the statue of Billy Boston further up the road, we spotted Gallimore’s restaurant. Two courses for £11.95 was as good an offer as we were likely to get. We were well fed, and made a note to call again next time we are on the way to a HMHB show. Sadly, the Iceland/Peach Majestic trail continues to lead nowhere. Nigel must have dropped lucky with the four-for-a-pound offer that he mentioned previously. The Wigan store only had Luxury Salted Caramel in stock. And they were three for £1.75. Peach remains out of reach, as Karen put it.
The train ride to Glasgow ran an hour late. Virgin’s usual ruthless efficiency was affected by congestion at Lancaster, a speed restriction near Carlisle, and a goods train struggling its way uphill further along the line. No matter, we weren’t in a rush. Nevertheless, Karen is on the case with negotiating a refund. Cop for that, Branson! (The day after this show, we were on another train that was delayed, with the reason being “awkward passengers”.)
When we got to Glasgow we were straight out to remind ourselves of the location of the ABC. When standing outside, we met John and Graham who were also acclimatising themselves. Neil also showed up while we were there, with a traditional pop star lunch – a couple of bags of crisps and a can of pop. The band had stayed locally on the Friday night, but were heading home after the gig, needing to return the van to the hire company before they closed at noon on Saturday. It maybe also gave time to get to the Halifax v Tranmere FA Cup Qualifying match.
After luncheon at Nandos, we gave due consideration to what the papers were saying about the gig. We had already established that there was total silence in Metro (although that paper managed to find the space for Suzi Quatro’s show at the SSE Hyrdro, as well as a mention for Guns2Roses, who were appearing in the other room at the ABC, at the same time as HMHB). The Herald reviewed a Gary Numan show, but there was nothing about HMHB. Justin Currie, erstwhile lead singer with Del Amitri, had a show at the ABC the night after HMHB. That warranted a full page in the Evening Times, but again, nothing about HMHB. There were plenty of posters up at the venue, advertising other acts who were appearing. But the Probe Plus machine had clearly not been plugged in or switched on. Much as we have come to expect. (The Evening Times did redeem themselves though. I got a free goody bag with the paper. There was a substantial carrier bag, containing a can of Irn Bru Xtra – “extra taste, no sugar”, a Tunnock’s Caramel Log and a packet of Golden Wonder salt and vinegar crisps.)
Many of the newspaper inches were taken up with recent developments with the Scotland football team. Gordon Strachan had recently departed from the job as their manager. This subject was raised in the evening during the show. Nigel had been heckled by some fans from Ireland, and had claimed that “I don’t do international football.” He was asked who he thought might become the next Scotland manager. “Justin Fletcher should be the manager,” offered Nigel, “with Nana Knickerbocker as the Director Of Football.”
Venues like to pack in the punters. As with many other places, ABC show bands in the first part of the evening. Then they get everybody out of the building and re-open with a disco, club night, rave or whatever they call them. So because of the ten o’clock throw-out everything was running slightly earlier than usual for these gigs. Doors were due to open at 6.30. Karen and I met Tony and we arrived in good time, although not early enough to beat Andrew and Doug from Edinburgh, at his first HMHB gig, to the front of the queue. A lot of the usual faces were there soon enough. Jordan, Emily, Matt. Just as the security personnel were opening the place up, there was a scuffle outside in the street. Nothing to see here, and we all shuffled our way inside.
With Ken having missed the two previous gigs, at Bath and Holmfirth, people were keen to know how things are going with him. Neil had told us that Ken would be missing tonight’s show, as well as the one in Hull in November. Rather than playing as a three-piece, the band had drafted in Karl. He played a couple of HMHB gigs in 2007, when covering for Ken’s absence. That was in Frome (28 February) and Cardiff (1 March). It seems that Ken continues to be on the mend and he hopes to be back on stage in 2018.
When inside, I was impressed to hear The Fall’s “Lost In Music” (off to see them in Wakefield a week after this) and The Jesus And Mary Chain’s “Just Like Honey”. We caught up again with John (Happy 60th for next Tuesday). He was positively mobbed in his Hi Vis gear, accepting two offers to appear on selfies. That made Tony wonder if it is really a selfie if you ask someone else to appear in your picture. Valid point. During the afternoon we had seen Pete nosing around outside The Works. During the gig he was spotted on the very front row. We also saw Jay and Mike. There was no support act tonight. Instead it was us, just talking. It was great to see Peter Ross again. I said I hoped his book, The Passion Of Harry Bingo, was shifting some units. Later on, there was also an on-stage recommendation from Nigel. Praise doesn’t come from a higher place. The stage was quite high. Peter was there with his mate Barry, who got him into the band in the first place.
There was much puzzled shaking of heads at the pre-Walk On music. A big thank you to Alan who had one of those app things on his phone that recognises pieces of music. That pulled out the name Leonard Bernstein and was telling us Adaggio Allegro, which I thought might be the style of music rather than the title of it. Later on, Karen was able to narrow it down to a piece from the film On The Waterfront. That particular piece had finished before anyone appeared on stage. Something very different followed. Never Ever by All Saints was playing when the band walked on.
The first celebrity spot of the evening was “Carol Kirkwood, ladies and gentlemen” ahead of the opening song, The Light At The End Of The Tunnel. During Uffington Wassail, Nigel pulled his amp over, and managed to get it upright again with the help of one of the stage crew. “Should get a longer lead. I’ve seen the film,” he said before moving back a couple steps, to make sure it didn’t happen again.
“Killermont Street,” said Nigel, “is a great name for a street, but it’s bad for getting onto the one way system on West Nile Street.” He pointed towards Primark on Sauchiehall Street at the appropriate point in National Shite Day. And they finally got the Rail Replacement sign right after all these years.
Nigel had been talking to a lorry driver who said the M6 had been like Wacky Races. This reminded Nigel of the time he saw an interview with one of Hanna Barbera. So he told the lorry driver the story about it. They said that they used the same template for Red Max as for Dick Dastardly. They were asked if they ever wanted Dick Dastardly to win. They said that whenever Red Max won it was therefore secretly a victory for Dick Dastardly. But by the time he got to the end of this tale, the lorry driver had fucked off. Still talking about the M6, Nigel pointed at Tony and said “I bet you went to Tebay like a dirty great cliché. Was Southwaite not good enough for you?” Nigel said they went to Tebay anyway, in order to get some Venezuelan chocolate for Neil.
Ron Seal made one of his flying stage entrances. The following morning we saw Ron in a more deflated state of being, in the pocket of Martin, who said he was taking Ron to Detroit. There was another example of spotting celebrities. “Pam Ferris, ladies and gentlemen.” Nigel also remarked how he loved the idea of Greggs having bouncers.
There was an exchange between Nigel and a Partick Thistle fan. “You think you’ve got it bad. You should try three years in the National League. I know how John McCarthy must have felt all those years tied to a radiator.” At one point Nigel looked out into the crowd and spotted some light in the far corner. “Ah, it’s the cloakroom. I’ve never been to a gig and left my coat in the cloakroom. You just dress for the weather.”
There was a Watersons moment. According to Tony, Nigel sang a couple of verses of one of their songs, Hal-An-Tow. There was also a Belle And Sebastian moment. Nigel had written out the words to The Boy With The Arab Strap, but could not read them while playing the guitar, so Neil held the sheet close enough for Nigel to see. There was a shout for Old Tige. “That’s one of ours,” replied Nigel. (Technicality. Is it really one of theirs?) There was another elongated comedy pause after “Let it happen, bass player.”
I couldn’t make out all of the conversation about Later, but Nigel pointed out that it now clashes with Match Of The Day. As previously, there was a modernised God Gave Us Life. Len Goodman, Nick Ferrari, Loose Women, Mickey Flanagan, Keith Lemon, Freddie Flintoff, Phil Tufnell, Richard Littlejohn, Matthew Horne and Lionel Blair were all in there. As were “Jimmy Carr… Alan Carr…Badly parked cars.” After that, Nigel started talking about the front cover of Abbey Road. “While everyone is focussed on Paul McCartney’s feet, I am focussed on the badly parked Volkswagen. No self-respecting traffic warden would own that album.” After which he told the joke about the traffic warden’s funeral. They were lowering the coffin into the grave, when there was a knocking from the inside and a voice shouting “But I’m not dead.” The vicar replied “Sorry, but all the paperwork has been done.”
Towards the end of the gig, there was a buzzing from Nigel’s amp. After much studying Neil turned it off, then turned it back on again. “The man’s a genius,” commented Nigel. And Neil replied “Thirty years of that.” During Turned Up Clocked On Laid Off, the line was “… The Father, Son and Donny Most.”
I reckon the set list was as follows:
The Light At The End Of The Tunnel Is The Light Of An Oncoming Train
Stuck Up A Hornbeam
Running Order Squabble Fest
Uffington Wassail
Fuckin’ ‘Ell It’s Fred Titmus
Bad Review
Numanoid Hang-Glide
Petty Sessions
Look Dad No Tunes
Bob Wilson Anchorman
Turned Up Clocked On Laid Off
For What Is Chatteris?
Twenty-Seven Yards of Dental Floss
Rock ‘n’ Roll Is Full Of Bad Wools
All I Want For Christmas Is A Dukla Prague Away Kit
Restless Legs (“Here’s a condition”)
National Shite Day
Tommy Walsh’s Eco House
Time Flies By When You’re A Driver Of A Train
The Trumpton Riots
1966 And All That
The Boy With The Arab Strap / Vatican Broadside
God Gave Us Life
We Built This Village On A Trad Arr Tune
Joy Division Oven Gloves
And in the encore:
Them’s The Vagaries
I Think We’re Alone Now
Everything’s AOR
Bit of a surprise. Renfield’s Afoot seems to have been dropped already. No time to hang around. We are all shooed out of the door. Just time to say a quick goodbye to Peter and Barry. Various people were heading for various pubs. Paul, Matt, Andrew, Karen and I somehow all managed to squeeze into the Pot Still. Didn’t stop long. We needed some air. Only four weeks to the Hull show, and then that looks like it for the year.
15 October 2017
CARRIE ANNE
As ever, it was a great gig, and Ken’s sub (Karl/Charlie) did an admiral job out on the wing.
Not much to add to the above, except to say that the sound was unusually good, and I’m almost certain the train window smashers were the Thistle skins. God also gave us ‘him over there’ (pointing towards a particularly vigilant Showsec guy). And the lorry driver on the M6 was astounded to hear that Nigel’s wheelie bin for normal household waste is green, and that his recyclables go into a grey bin.
15 October 2017
PeeJaygee
Well I finally made it to a HMHB gig on Friday , and it was well worth the effort . I made the mistake of leaving my house a bit later than advisable . And after getting something to eat in Tesco , Sauchiehall street . And quickly bolted it down as I walked to the venue . I was disappointed that I missed the support act , but perversely delighted that ( after learning there was no support act ) my late departure hadn’t cost me a show .. I was driving , so missed out on having a drink . And also didn’t get a chance to meet up with fellow fans pre or post gig. For future reference , parking in Cambridge Street car park is convenient for the venue , and costs £3 between 6 pm and 8 am .
15 October 2017
injured buzzard
Welcome H.T. Hope to see you at Hull & Bilston Bud. Perfect long weekend for me. HMHB & down for Leicester v West Brom. Shakey’s job will be shakey if we don’t win tomorrow.
15 October 2017
hendrix-tattoo
Have a good un” Andy. Excellent review from Roger thanks Karen.
15 October 2017
EXXO
Pearson in!!
(better win % than Ranieri. Twice).
15 October 2017
Phyllis Triggs
A terrific gig! 3rd time I’ve seen them this year – can you have too much of a good thing? No chance – not when it comes to HMHB!
Unusually for me I was standing at the back (due to having a cold and being mardy) but at Glasgow’s ABC this is one of the best places to stand – elevated just above the heads of the crowd and with a wall at exactly the right height for resting elbows and beer on – I had a great view of the band and the packed auditorium. A gigantic glitterball hovered like the Mothership not too far above our heads. A reminder of Glasgow’s goldenage and dancehalls past. Felt slightly sad that it wasn’t spinning for tonight’s performance…
With volume kranked up to 11 what I assumed to be the walk-on music kicked in – timpani-heavy and suitably imposing to herald the entrance of our lads, only they didn’t turn up! The piece played right through to its conclusion – quite some build-up – then there was …nothing. No band. And what seemed like a long silence before the seductive sound of All Saints’ Never Ever drifted in to fill the space and the guys made their appearance. Was all that intended? Genius! And if it wasn’t – we have come to expect nothing less.
3 mics set up front of stage had raised hopes that Ken’s health had improved and he’d be playing so when the four did take to the stage my heart fell to see that the guy plugging in his guitar, house left, was not Ken. Turns out his name’s Karl and he’s played with the band before. I reckon he did a great job, fitted right in, and I do wonder whether it was because of his input that the music seemed particularly powerful that night? Anyway, very glad to hear that Ken is on the mend and hope we will be seeing him back on stage demonstrating his customary mastery of the strat very soon.
Despite the powerful sound and Nigel clearly being ‘really into it’ the crowd, tho very appreciative, did take a while to get moving. And although Glasgow has a reputation for top banter I heard nothing of note last Friday. That said, there was plenty of pleasant chat with the audience as already detailed in Roger’s review.
In addition, I remember there being much discussion about wheelie bins and the different colours thereof. (On a recent trip to Liverpool I noticed they had purple wheelie bins! Typical Scousers, think they’re better than everyone else!) Apparently Neil lives in a flat, they won’t give him a wheelie bin – “but he’s a great fly-tipper..” And despite the lorry driver having fucked off, Nigel had to finish the tale just for his own peace of mind.
In National Shite Day, as well as sending a letter to Phil Cool, Stringy Bob sent an email, “Found a sanderling. Is it yours?” or perhaps it was a tweet as I seem to remember something along the lines of #philcool@rubberfacedirritant? And Nigel displayed his legendary human satnav abilities by pointing in the direction of both Boots and Millets as well as Primark at the relevant moments. Who are we to argue?
27 Yards was ” a true story. Aren’t they all?”
And when Ron Seal took a nose dive onto the stage Nigel carefully picked him up, looking at him somewhat quizzically, “I’ve seen this before…” and sat him next to Carl by the drums.
I wasn’t sure if the remark about Greggs having bouncers was a joke or not. Do they really have security on the doors of Greggs? As if having someone begging every 20 yards along Sauchiehall Street wasn’t enough to illustrate our current dystopian existence! Greggs has gone downhill anyway. Their cheese n onion pasties now taste of sugar – what’s that all about? Pound Bakery’s much better. 2 for a quid. One for you and one for the guy sitting on the pavement. A win win situation. So fuck you Greggs with your bouncers and your sugary pasties!
A storming AOR brought the evening to a close. Carl delivered the set list to some lucky punter – tonight’s was a quality document to be sure. Great to hear 1966 And All That and Turned Up, Clocked On, Laid Off. I’m unfamiliar with the latter (there being a This Leaden Pall shaped gap in my CD collection – any chance of it being reissued, does anyone know?) – that’s a really great song.
I hadn’t intended to go to Hull but this gig was so good I think I might have to make the effort!
Like Roger I’ve been pretty much reeling from a couple of back-to-back great gigs recently – Friday in Holmfirth for HMHB then Manchester Arena on the Monday for Nick Cave (so glad he gave up the day job!) – and the complete culture clash that those 2 gigs entailed; artists, performances, venues, couldn’t be more different – there’s a whole row of airport-style security gates at the Arena now, snifferdogs in fluorescent bibs – but each event was absolutely sublime. I love that there is room in the world for both of them. Each remaining true to themselves, doing exactly as they please but in totally different ways.
What did God give us Neil? God gave us some great stuff, lots of really really great stuff but we aren’t half capable of some shit. Thank fuck he also gave us the likes of HMHB (and yes, Mr Cave too) to enable us to deal with it.
15 October 2017
STEVE
As nobody else has mentioned it yet…
The beak in weak is lee… (puzzled shrug).
16 October 2017
hendrix-tattoo
@Phyllis, Geoff has plenty of TLP in stock.
http://new.probeplus-store.co.uk/listing/this-leaden-pall-half-man-half-biscuit/
Excellent review….
16 October 2017
dr desperate
Aye, weel, that’s us awa’ tae Glasgae then.
Was I the only one to be filled with trepidation, walking across the forecourt of the O2 ABC? Possibly so, having been denied the wearing of the Hi-Vis by a Showsec operative the last time we were here. Ascending to the gig I was reminded of a quote in the Barrowlands chapter of Peter Ross’s excellent book ‘The Passion of Harry Bingo’ (v s): “It almost feels that when you are walking up those stairs, the mantle of permission to go mental comes down and covers you.”
Fortunately neither of these things happened.
We’d met Neil, the bassist, outside the gig earlier, so knew that there’d be no support, and the timing of our arrival was synchronised by a heads-up from Carl as he headed out of The Hengler’s Circus. He was probably disobeying doctor’s orders in drumming two days after delicate eye surgery, but needs must when the Devil drives. As they said when Mickey Dolenz and Peter Tork last went on tour, it would only have taken one more departure from the band for their theme tune to go “Hey Hey, I’m The Monkees”.
The setlist was as above, with only minor alterations in running order (‘Trumpton Riots’, ‘JDOGs’ and ‘AOR’ switching places and ‘1966’ a late entry). The sound was excellently loud, moshing slow to get started but eventually satisfactory.
For those who don’t awake until midday, the Carol Kirkwood spotted by Nigel in the crowd is the Bryan Adams-loving weatherlady from BBC Breakfast, and Canadians may recognise Pam Ferris as that Aunt Marge off Hary Potter.
Apart from ‘I Think We’re Alone Now’ (which I prefer to think of as a Rubinoos song; other covers are available) and the pre-‘Vatican Broadside’ verse of ‘The Boy With The Arab Strap’, we were treated to a line from Ivor Cutler’s ‘Glasgow Dreamer’ (“Glasgow, Glasgow, where are you? Two-two-three from my house”) and a version of ‘Dueling Banjos’ which made up in incompetence for what it lacked in banjos. Nigel admitted he only knew the chords, not the melody. He was more successful with ‘Hal-An-Tow’, and answered Tony’s request for “More Watersons!” with a snatch from another of their songs, too brief for me to identify. Other requests were met with the usual response of “Yeah, that’s one of ours”, and (admittedly long-shot) cries of “Play Belfast!” were roundly ignored.
Nigel was impressed by the bouncers outside Glasgow branches of Greggs (the presence of whom in Carlisle might have saved Graham’s ladyfriend Sarah from a nasty tumble – I’ve always thought they were bad for your health) and by the café at the bus station.
Kicking-kuh Karl (in “Who Are You The Ghost Of?” t-shirt, a Moon Wiring Club reference, Clinkskell fans) displayed excellent mastery of the Strat, standing in for Ken. He was thanked by Nigel at the end, as were Curly-cuh Carl (“Be a Refugee” t-shirt, shades) “for getting through that” and Neil (“and ‘im”).
Ron was retrieved safely and handed over to Martin for safe-keeping.
On to Hull (City of Culture 2017)!
16 October 2017
hendrix-tattoo
Thank you Doctor!
https://youtu.be/bz_ygVLcFJo
And many happy returns for tomorrow….
16 October 2017
Phyllis Triggs
@H-T, cheers. That must have snuck in under the radar. It’s been out of stock for so long I’d stopped looking!
Also, re the amp being pulled over during Uffington Wassail – have remembered that after going all floppy Nigel guessed he’d end up in the morgue “or maybe the amplifier shop…”
16 October 2017
EXXO
Brilliant reviews, as usual providing great consolation to those of us denied the time or cash to travel to all the gigs. Aitchbee in particular paints such a vivid picture of all these loyal ‘tour’ followers that somehow I almost feel I can picture their dirty northern faces.
But just to say if anything ever shows as out of stock on Probe it almost certainly isn’t really, it’s just the way the shop software works, and maybe alerting Mick on here might work?
16 October 2017
bobby svarc
What’s up?
16 October 2017
BOBBY SVARC
Ha, right. I didn’t see the post further down the page. Geoff and Miles run the shop on a different platform thingy to the website, I have no access to that. It’s a new shop which has been set up by Russ. I am led to believe that if it says ‘out of stock’ then that’s the case.
Sometimes, especially during busy periods (album releases mainly) G sometimes hangs the OOS sign up so that he can draw breath, so to speak. There was talk of TLP being re-released on vinyl, Geoff was timing it one day when I rang but I haven’t heard anything recently.
17 October 2017
hendrix-tattoo
Bobby Svarc in.
17 October 2017
Jodrell banksy
Still devastated that I somehow managed to book my first trip to Britain in 20 years to end two days before the Glasgow show. Smart boy wanted! To atone, there was some tipsy singing of “Adam Boyle” on the damp streets of Edinburgh while making my pal count the Wicker Man references (the viewing of which was pretty much the sole pre-trip planning undertaken).
Shocked and appalled that, while you have to queue to get your picture taken in front of some Harry Potter cafe, there is not so much as a plaque to demarcate the house where Muriel Spark grew up. I was inspired to start a “new wave Edinburgh” tour company: see where Josef K lived! Here is where things were thrown at the Fire Engines! Behold the wynd where a visiting Roddy Frame had a bad acid trip about a sky full of dancing plague skeletons when he was 17!
The shop assistant at Lidl didn’t know what garibaldis were when I was looking for them.
17 October 2017
hendrix-tattoo
To be fair, under Shakespeare they didn’t playwright.
17 October 2017
bobby svarc
Everybody on BentleysRoof have filled their boots, he was 8/1 last week to be the next prem boss out.
17 October 2017
Adrian/Sophie
Hi there, I’ve been a frequent reader of this site, but I’ve not posted before.
Glasgow was my first HMHB gig. I got into the band a few years ago, but I wanted to have a similar sense of progression that original fans would’ve had, so I decided to get the albums in chronological order at a rate of three a year. So currently I’m up to Achtung Bono.
Someone got me tickets for Glasgow as a surprise present – I was a bit wary in case a lot of the songs were after 2005, but thankfully there were only about four I didn’t know, and I absolutely loved it. I left the gig thinking they did all my favourites, but then I looked at the albums and realised there were tons of songs I’d loved to have heard. Basically, they’ve got loads of great songs.
24 October 2017
dr desperate
True dat.
24 October 2017