Canned Heat were the most disappointing live "big name band" I have seen. They were playing at the Marquee, and gave the distinct impression of being a bit phased by what a scruffy little hole the world famous venue actually was. The support band, The Entire Sioux Nation, played them off the stage.
Happy new year folks, thought to suggest a wee song for any ex-pat Scots, not Auld Lang Syne but something a tad more recent and would bring a tear to a glass eye... (-:
No idea how you link a video but for me a very ‘special’ album is Tony Joe Whites ‘Black and White’. With my best buddy we had met a couple of girls, as you do, at Birmingham’s Heart Beat nightclub. We got on well and were invited to a party at their flat in Cheltenham the following Saturday.
No idea where Cheltenham was back then but I had a small Honda CD175 so the two of us set off with the girls address scribbled on a fag packet and miraculously we found them. It was at this party I first experienced ‘substances’.....
My main recollection was that album and loosing it whenever Pork Salad Annie came on (or so I was told, as I only remember being told). A very coming of age weekend, well we didn’t get back to Brum until the Wednesday and I got an enormous rocket from my employer and parents for going AWOL. Some really good guitar and singing on that album. Took me 40 years to find a copy!
Never knew you were a fan Tim but can see why. I love that laid back guitar style and phrasing where the notes you don’t play are as important as the ones you do kind of thing.
