I almost don’t know where to start.
When you return to work after a chilled out two weeks off to four of the most stressful days you’ve had in a long time, and you seriously consider not going to a gig because of your headspace.
But you realise.
And I’m going to use two of my most hated overused words.
Iconic Legend…
You realise the gig is one that features an iconic legend. There. I said it. I used both words, and adjacent to reach other!
But I mean it. It hit me when I was standing taking in the second support of the night, Hateful (and a mighty fine set it was too…), and I watched Walter Lure, or more affectionately Waldo, walk in the door and into the minimal band space in Glasgow’s Audio venue.… Read the rest
