Tag: Neil Young

Glasgow Venue 11 – Bellahouston Park

Glasgow Bellahouston Park (Pairc Bhaile Uisdean in Gaelic) is a public park in the Southern quarter of Glasgow and encompasses a tidy area of 180 acres, it first opened its doors to the public in 1896. There were additions to the site over the next few years including a municipal golf course being located there.

Between May and December 1938, the Empire Exhibition was held in the park and the opening ceremony which took place in nearby Glasgow Rangers Ibrox stadium attracted a crowd of 146,000. Despite it being an exceptionally soggy summer, the Exhibition attracted an astounding 12,800,000 visitors and it wasn’t even open on a Sunday! I know it is a long time ago as that is the year my beloved Preston North End last won the FA Cup.

A flyer advertising the 1938 Exhibition. Image Credit barnebys.co.uk

The most striking exhibit was Tait Tower (the Tower of Empire) which rose to 300 feet in height. There is an urban myth, though hotly denied, that its subsequent demolition the following summer was due to concerns around it being cited as a geographical reference for German bombers.  Regretfully of the 200 artefacts built for the exhibition, only the Palace of Art remains and even that is now a Sports Excellence Centre!

The site is a perfect backdrop for large public events. It has hosted the 1978 World Cross Country Championships, a gathering for the evangelist Billy Graham and two papal visits, the first in 1982 by John Paul II attracted a crowd of approximately 250,000. On the musical front, there have been Scottish pipe band competitions and Coldplay and Snow Patrol have also performed there.

Due to its inherent suitability, resembling a mega size version of Avenham Park in Preston, they began in August 2013 to stage three-day Glasgow summer sessions events there with Kings of Leon, Avicii and Eminem being the original cast of headliners. In 2019 Mogwai announced they were to play but in a slightly unusual twist via being in a support role to the Cure. Upon hearing this fine news, tickets and trains were purchased with Uncle George and Andy Berry escorting me on this particular jaunt.

Bellahouston Park. Image Credit Ents24.

I undertook the now extra leg from Manchester to Preston where I met the other chaps, and we jumped on to the next Avanti going North. After we grabbed our digs for the night, we had a couple of cold ones in a local bar which preceded a fish and chip tea. We then travelled on the Paisley Canal line from Glasgow Central to the station at Dumbreck, which is located 250 yards away from the park.  

There was a pleasant treelined avenue en route before landing at the security gates. Inside we met up with Marcus and his then current girlfriend Sarah who were also in attendance. The weather was unfortunately a bit tempestuous, and the ground was a tad muddy as a result. First up were the ever noisy Twilight Sad who now reside on Mogwai’s Rock Action label, and I was witnessing them for the fifth time in total.

Mogwai played under the worst of the weather and after so many years of watching them it felt hugely odd that they were not the headliners, but they were clearly honoured to be asked to play on the bill by one of their favourite bands. Their shortened set still contained the highlights of ‘Ithica’ and ‘Mogwai Fear Satan’.

Before the main act we decided to refuel with some more overpriced ale and trogged up to the hill to the main beer tent. Upon arrival, the people waiting kept snaking outwards and it wasn’t immediately evident where was the end point of what must have been the longest beer queue in the whole of Christendom! One upside was that we had a clear view of the stage, but the Cure were already performing by the time we finally reached the front.

Somewhat surprisingly, and not least to myself, I had never managed to catch the Cure live, the nearest I had come previously was at the Manchester Move Festival, but a decision was made to catch the reformed Pixies who played the night after. I had heard reports from my peers that they could sometimes be a tad ‘Neil Young contrary’ by playing a set of album tracks but on the counterpoint of that others had said they were compelling in a live setting.

The Cure on stage on the night. Image Credit youtube.com

Thankfully on the night I witnessed them, they fell into the second category. They were one of the tightest bands I have ever witnessed, bringing to minds other such accomplished bands on first sightings such as Pains of Being Pure at Heart, Wolf Alice, Electric 6 and Fontaines DC.

They were also mesmerizingly uncompromising with the refreshing attitude of if you don’t like it, move on, I have so much respect for bands like that! They performed a 27-song set with an epic seven track encore and despite tough competition, my favourite was ‘A Forest’ as I have always adored that tune.                          

On the return journey home the next day, we encountered a very strange scenario. The train ground to a halt at Lancaster station with no discernible sign of onward traction, it transpired that our forward engine was broken. Thus, the ask was for us to walk over the bridge to the other platform and swap places onto the original northbound Glasgow train, which would then retrace its route back to Preston. 

This necessitated ten full carriages of punters swapping from one train to another, including the young, old and infirm and as I am sure you can appreciate it was a fair period of time before we on our way again!  

Kirkcudbright Wickerman Festival Fringe – Part 2

This week I complete the tale of the Kirkcudbright Wickerman Fringe event held in September 23.  Kirkcudbright Harbour Square is located in the centre of town and was built in 1911 when the old dock was filled in and the new quay created. Many fun fairs and festivities have taken place there and, on this occasion, an outdoor stage had been set up.

We could watch the proceedings from seats outside the newly revamped Steamies Bar, where their attempt to capture the ‘yoof’ crowd had been partially successful.  The first band up was Cherry Pinks from the nearby town of Dumfries whose sound revolves around singer/songwriter Julie Ward, they were followed by the local folk duo Wyrdy Women and also Rangatang.

Fringe facing Harbour Square stage with ‘Steamies’ in the background. Image Credit dailyrecord.co.uk

At that point, a group decision was made to have an intermission to walk over to St Mary’s Park to watch the town’s football team St Cuthbert Wanderers play Dalkeith Thistle in a preliminary round of the Scottish FA Cup.  As we passed through the quaint turnstiles, we were encouraged to enter the half time lottery draw to which we acquiesced and were invited to sample some sandwiches from a mini buffet in the ‘clubhouse’.

A bizarre incident occurred in the first half when a home defender caught the full force of the ball in his face and was out cold on the turf. After some medical action he stumbled to the touchline with us fully expecting him to be substituted. However, he remarkably and probably foolishly returned onto the pitch, with us concluding that they are obviously made of stern stuff in these parts!

At half time, we somewhat inevitably won the lottery draw with Uncle George having the golden ticket and we sheepishly and suffering a little from ‘imposter syndrome’ went up to collect our cash prize. Whilst there, we were tracking the PNE score which resulted in an away win at Stoke which astonishingly and unprecedently took us to the top of the league which put us all in fine spirits. We left the match before the end as the away team were heading towards their comfortable 5-0 win.

The ‘Main’ stand at St Mary’s Park. Image Credit flickr.com

We traversed down the river back to the Harbour Stage where we witnessed the Gang of Three from Perth. They actually had four members but were not the Gang of Four! They were a folk combo and were engaging and played three Neil Young covers which suited myself including closing the set with ‘Rocking in the Free World’.  

I remember a pal of mine Steve Berry who always used to skit me about my lifetime devotion to Neil Young. However, he then approached me one night in the Olde Black Bull pub in Preston town centre and outlined that the aforementioned song had caused him to have a ‘Road to Damascus’ conversion experience, better late than never I say!

After grabbing some tea, we headed onto our next destination at the Kirkcudbright Parish Hall. It was originally built alongside St Andrew’s and St Cuthbert’s church in 1843 and subsequently renovated in 2009. It was a long thin function room and was packed when we arrived, so we perched in a corner near the stage. The band playing was a noisy five piece rock band with a female lead called Shardlake who derive from Glasgow.

Shardlake on stage. Image Credit shardlakerock.com

We then trotted the short distance to Kirkcudbright Bowling Club to see Alan Bissett. Alan is an author, playwright and was also for a spell a creative writing lecturer at Leeds University. He has a musical background in that he collaborated with Malcolm Middleton writing the lyrics and performing spoken word on the Ballads of the Book project alongside Roddy Woomble. He has also undertaken spoken word support slots for the Vaccines and at the short lived but excellent Connect Music Festival in Inverary.

On the night, he was staging his one-man Edinburgh Fringe Moira Monologues set. This is based on stories and characters Alan engaged with growing up in the Hallglen area of Falkirk featuring her pal Babs and her wee dug Pepe. It was original and highly amusing and us English lads were hooting at the section where Moira was celebrating one of England’s many penalties defeats.   

On the Sunday three of the lads headed into Dumfries to watch the Celtic v Rangers old firm match whilst I headed home and was glad of Jez Catlow’s company on the long drive back. En route I treated Jez to the sonic soundtrack of the fabulous Sennen’s back catalogue.