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I am somewhat not fond of things changing

you're on to plums in this day and age, then, aren'tcha? :p

1) Seeing the pope in Bellahouston Park. I was young and needed to piss twice an hour. It was a long walk to the park, though not an interesting one, then.

2) Getting the train there with schoolfriends to shop for clothes/records. My understanding of Glasgow was how to get from the train station to the shops and back again. The back-again bit usually involved being set upon at the station by casuals to whom I would donate clothes/records/leftover money.

3) Later, but not much later, getting the bus/train there from Edinburgh to attend certain gigs, and staying on the floors of strangers/obnoxious penpals, usually via taxi rides to districts I could not name now nor then & being sent in the right direction somehow in the morning to the bus/train station.

I know less about Glasgow, which I have visited a dozen times at least, than many places I have been to once, or never. I suppose I would like people who know what they're talking about to say what pubs, cafes, buildings and streets they actually like. I will be there, I think, during the first week of December - does anything interesting happen then, besides that?

http://www.bbc.co.uk/scotland/musicscotland/bbcsso/features/wired2.shtml

14th Nov - ACID MOTHERS TEMPLE @ Mono
17th Nov - MV+EE MEDICINE SHOW @ Captain's Rest
28th Nov - BARDO POND/JACKIE-O MOTHERFUCKER @ Mono
2nd Dec - THE SKATERS @ Captain's Rest

I like mild surprises, I suppose, and some people. sorry

my considered opinion on the "clyde waterfront" is that it is not a thing. it is also v long & expensive, a secret, overconfident, a commitment, a responsibility, by the river, out-of-date, new, crowded & crowding, disconnected & disconnecting, unrealistic & I'm not sure if/when/where it ever wouldn't be, conclusively inconclusive/inconclusively conclusive, not what I want, now, and where?

I suppose I would like people who know what they're talking about to say what pubs, cafes, buildings and streets they actually like.

i have no idea what i'm talking about. does anyone? for what it's worth: i like mono, sleazy's, the station bar and the pot still; i like the canton express, amalfi, cafe hula and that place round the corner from mono whose name escapes me; having been to london for the weekend, i like the fact that glasgow is of a size where you can actually enjoy it rather than feel you're constantly missing out.

i dunno: i've been here 10 years and i'm still exploring. best way, surely?

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I remember the name Bon Accord but I do not remember where it is. I don't think it was very indie.

The waterfront area was always a bit disconnected/disconnecting though, except when it were all shipyards (I imagine). For instance, if you go to a concert there, you have to walk across a huge empty car park afterwards, which feels very exposed, in contrats to the carefully choreographed pseudo-intimacy of the concert experience.

I hope your friend's little girl is OK, Vicky.

I would like to work for the BBC there. Surely the whole point of working for the BBC to have access to the BBC canteen. I have reason to believe it is a source of hilarity.

Have they vacated the place by the Botanics?

I find the necropolis quite disconnecting too. In fact, a lot of places in Glasgow are disconnecting, or were.

the SECC or whatever they call it is really rubbish, yes

the bon accord is on st. george's road, south of the mitchell library, near a harley davidson shop, I think

Ward, i'm going to the SSO thing on sat.

the rogers sisters are playing on tuesday at some place called ABC 2, you should all go because they are great!!

That SSO thing looks awesome.

ABC and ABC2 have marvellously well-stocked bars for gig venues.

I forgot to pass on good wishes for Vicky's friend's daughter. And, yes, I should be available to spend some time with you on the Friday should you so wish.

we were discussing this, a wee while ago. the concept

cookie & cozen & anna all remembered diff brands, I think, and we thought it must have been local stuff

go somewhere else and talk you attention seeking fucks!!!

what's up with people?

Worst I can remember was a certain editor's going away bash. He'd asked Stuart Murdch and Stevie Jacksn along to do an acoustic set. Right through practically the entire assembled shower of hacks talked, loudly, as if there was nobody there. They walked off in the middle of the second song.

They do a buffet on a Tuesday night and also a dish with chilli, tequila and lime mussels.

I'm keen to try.

In the mythical 80s there were groups of people who would talk through all the concerts in Glasgow. I was a bit taken aback at the time, but then I was an anti-social misery guts and they were probably having a better time than me, and it was usually loud enough to drown them out.

Of course, if my plan to make everyone do a stint at teaching insterad of national service were taken up by the governemnt, all performers would be able to shut everyone up with a withering glance or a few well-chosen nuggets of sarcasm.

that's funny. the way i remember it, everybody was happily chatting and these two tools with a guitar turned up and got pissy that nobody was showering them with adulation ;)

put it this way: colin the copy kid's band got a fuck of a sight more respect, and there might have been a reason for that.

and come on, apples and oranges: jazza's leaving do was a party which had the added bonus of a couple of bands playing. nobody came to see the bands; i think only 10 people in the entire room gave an iota of a fuck about two blokes from belle and sebastian playing a set. but if this was an actual gig and people had actually come especially to see them then yes, it's STFU-you-wankers time.

my overriding memory of that - and this comes from speaking to jackson later - is of two prima donnas thinking they should be the main attraction at someone else's party and getting uppity when they realised that, actually, a lot of people couldn't give a toss about them.

put it this way: colin the copy kid's band got a fuck of a sight more respect, and there might have been a reason for that.
Yeh: the singer was a 15-year-old lass in a skin-tight dress who they were all ogling.

i believe there is photographic evidence of some of the night's later proceedings, yes :(

Yeh: the singer was a 15-year-old lass in a skin-tight dress who they were all ogling.

i don't remember this at all. i just remember they seemed to have good keyboard lines. thinking about it now, i'm not sure they had keyboards. hmm.

and IIRC *everybody* was talking because they didn't realise the band had fucking started. it was only when i heard what sounded like a gossamer fairy playing "transmission" on an invisible glockenspiel that i looked up to see you standing transfixed, on your own, in front of the stage :p