It’s three weeks since I last wrote anything, in part because, sadly, mother moose has passed away. Life is currently a mixture of busyness, fritteriness and inertia; I haven’t exactly been in the right frame of mind to write. I’m sure you understand. Normal service will resume (well, my kinda normal) soon, at some point, once the way ahead is clearer.
I’ll leave you with a few pics from deepest, darkest Yorkshireland …..
This has been a strange time for me. I’m in Yorkshireland but not in my usual place, at the matriarch’s. Instead I’ve been downgraded to a sibling’s home as they’re currently caring for the old bird and so staying there. I’ve been spending the days at mother’s, just returning late each evening to chill and sleep. It puts in mind an Airbnb where I’m staying with a host but never bump into them.
Good news is, there’s catch-up telly! Oddly enough, like at mine, the aerial reception is currently non-existent but as I’m hardly here that’s fine, and did I mention there’s catch-up telly?! I’ve revisited the sixth series of Young Sheldon and caught up on the seventh series, love it (Memaw in particular).
And I’ve gotten to see the third series of Misfits, I’m happy now, I’ve recently rewatched the first two series (I have the DVD sets) and have considered buying the third – no need now. There are another three series but I’m not fussed about them as my favourite characters have now left. I really must get on and get my own TV reception sorted, maybe even sort out some catch-up tv for the moose cave.
I’ll be heading back up to Auld Reekie in about ten hours time, I suppose I should toddle off and get some kip. After the last nine days I deserve a treat, it’ll be in Stramash at 7pm! Yay, my faves The Scat Rats are playing, hence I want to be away in good time. A slightly more normal service will, hopefully, resume after that. I’ll leave you with a couple of pics of the local ex-railway line…
……said Messrs Marah and Rough at least a dozen times each last night. Yes, those Scat Rats were back on the seven o’clock slot at Stramash on Friday evening, yay! It’s been a whole five weeks since the last time – some of us were having withdrawal symptoms. “Good” doesn’t really cover how great it was to see them again!
It was the usual mix of covers and their own stuff, one cover they do divinely is Tonight The Streets Are Ours by Richard Hawley (I had to look that up). It’s a shivers down the back, bittersweet, honey of a song; I really should check out more of Hawley’s stuff, I think. They don’t often play it, so it’s a treat when they do as their harmonies really shine on it. Another rarely performed treat was Bob Dylan’s The Man In Me, was I the only one who immediately thought of The Big Lebowski? Probably not. Carl’s guitar work was beaut here, the Scat Rats really were glad to be back and it showed.
As usual now Babe Station was in there, Hot Blondes In Your Area Tonight and Gouching On The 33 from the upcoming Logan’s Close album also got a look-in. And if you want to check out the acoustic versions of these three gems you can! When LC went back to Germany earlier this month they performed them live during a radio interview, Logan’s Close Interview & Liveset on Chocolate Soup radio station, available to watch on Facebook. I’ve gotta mention the neat little segue in the Rats final song last night; You Can’t Judge A Book as usual had a crowd up on the floor when a large bunch started doing an odd dancey walk thing round in a circle, our boys responded by breaking in a quick bit of Walk Like An Egyptian, nice one!
The evening was still young so I had another pint and hung around for the next band, The Moanin Bones. I’ve not seen them before even though they play Stramash and Whistlebinkies fairly regularly, the singer/guitarist Chris Buckley often does the sound for bands at Binkies, not really sure why I’ve never checked them out. They’re rather good, yup, I’ll go see them again; and I could be wrong but the bass player also plays with the Kennedy’s Project, he was very spruced up in a rather cool shirt last night but I think it was the same guy.
In case you’re wondering why it’s taken me so long to post, I had to save the day down in Deepest Darkest Yorkshire, I was very busy. I may have taken the odd one or two pics whilst out pooch walking, I’ll leave you with a wee selection. Toodle pip!
I have no idea what the flowers are, sorry.
Bruce on the Fringe 