Last week (tuesday) I played at The Pilgrim a cool old pub in Liverpool. I was supporting Micheal Weston King a fine americana/country style singer-songwriter originally from these parts but since become a travellin’ man.
Robbie Taylor played his fiddle and mandolin with me and it was great to perform for a listening audience. Thanks all who were there.
I was a bit suspicious of the whole thing at first because it seemed to me that the streets were teaming with odd people, shuffling drunkenly or insanely about. And I couldn’t for the life of me work out how to sit down or stand up without first having to go through the manouvre in my mind. One of those days I guess is the expression. When Robbie plugged in his fiddle for the first song and his pick up fell off I was convinced I should have styed home watched the footy (our mighty Reds beat Real Betis 2-1) and climbed into bed after double checking the gas and the locks. We rallied and played a good show in my humbleish opinion.
Set list
Holy Moses
Inside/Outside
Home
Speke to Waterloo
Watch and Listen
The Ballad of Alaska
Taking It All to Heart.
Thanks to the Hells Ditch promoters for inviting me to play.
Its a bit mad, randomly stumbling through spanish and american blogs in the dead of night only to find someone who has just played a gig in the pilgrim.
Is ’speke to waterloo’ about the 86 bus? I used to have to do that journey all the time. Mind numbing.