As I walk through Wallsend (so called because it's where the Roman Wall came to an end), there's a light sprinkling of falling snow.
Talking to Bill MacCormick yesterday. We made arrangements to meet up when I'm in London next week. Primarily this is to chat about his work with Brian Eno and Matching Mole. I recall seeing Bill with Random Hold who were supporting Peter Gabriel at Newcastle City Hall, many moons ago. A stunning little outfit I always thought.
Bill cut an enigmatic figure that night wearing a hooded tracksuit top, which cast his face in shadow. The sheer muscular force of his playing was certainly a feature of the band. At one point in the set, he snapped the E string on his bass. Without missing beat, Bill simply assigned his parts to other areas of the guitar and shot a knowing smile to Pete (?) Phipps, the drummer with the group. Random Hold put out a couple of albums I believe but somehow I totally missed them at the time. I'll have to try and track them down at some point.
Another MacCormick classic can be heard on the 801 Live album. I love those bass figures he puts in at the beginning of TNK.
Tonight we are having Sunday lunch. The reason I'm taking such liberties with time and tradition is that I'm off to London and will miss a planned family meal on the day in question. So, we've invited my mother over and, a little after six tonight, we will sit down to a grand Sunday roast with all the trimmings.
Listening To. . .
As Close As This
The Future Now
all by Peter Hammill as if you didn't know.