Monday, 10 February 2025

Monday 10.02 2025

Not long back from a few days @ Celtic Connections which  always has a trick or two up its sleeve to surprise and delight. Two quite nostalgic gigs, one celebrating the music of David Crosby and the other The Band. A brilliant evening with the Bog Bodies which I`d only booked because of the name but they were excellent - fiery `heavy` folk sung with passion and humour. Highly recommend. Peatbog Faeries, again, but how ever many times you see them their gigs offer something new and Transatlantic Sessions as good as ever with the bonus appearance, unexpected to me,  of Loudon Wainwright. And I managed to fit in a viewing of A Complete Unknown*,  more nostalgia but a new take on a famous moment in musical history.

 Another raw, grey, still day - a particular kind of winter`s day. Yesterday was the same, the kind of light that brings out the lustre of the lichens and mosses, enhances all the different greens and browns. 


And the cold air seems to carry the smells more sharply too - of silage and muck being spread as well as grassy, earthy aromas that carry the suggestion, just the suggestion, of things beginning to come back to life
Poor old dogs struggle to go too far too often without suffering for it at the end of the day, although they`re always enthusiastic enough to set off, so we`ll keep it shorter today.

*https://www.imdb.com/title/tt11563598/