Man, I am so folked up. Went to see this fella the other night. Wasn't too optimistic with the venue which is a jazz bar underneath a steak bar of a new hotel in town. Still, I'd already been to the pub (Crop Circle - nice pint, more suited to summer) and was feeling generally benign to all living things.
Now, I haven't been to a gig since last year when we saw the Hives at Colston Hall (Impressive sound and energy but the lead guitarist does come over as the archetypical knob) and I haven't seen a folk singer since before that.
Let me say that Mr Irvine is pretty darn good. He sings with Christy Moore and is in a couple of other bands that keep him entertained.
The events in the first song, to my eternal pleasure, DID happen in May, and involved a fair maiden.
There were also more modern themes, such as driving to Finland to see a mate, and drinking so much Akvavit that your head explodes - all good stuff.
Mr Irvine had bazoukis.
I met my mate's dad, a dry Scotsman with an encyclopaedic memory for the comings and goings of the British (folk centred) music world. He actually remembered and liked Marillion, my own youthful indulgence.
Had a lovely night.
ps. You may notice that I have taken the time to learn about inserts - much better
