tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096844366367766843.post5550042534862605332..comments2024-03-27T09:27:33.931+00:00Comments on Idiotic Hat: Who?Mike C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11279776665185060446noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096844366367766843.post-54531153630702272252017-04-29T09:35:12.269+01:002017-04-29T09:35:12.269+01:00Gavin,
I think the point *was* to sleep rough -- ...Gavin,<br /><br />I think the point *was* to sleep rough -- I've done it myself in my youth, on beaches, in parks, railway stations, etc. Apart from costing nothing (except lack of sleep, and edgy encounters with the police) it puts you in what feels like a very authentic and "free" place. Something you just don't get in a B&B!<br /><br />Parents' record collections... Now there's a post that needs writing...<br /><br />Omer,<br /><br />Yes, despite having been an enthusiast once, I find there's something terribly fake about most folk, now. Though I still love many of the songs, and find jigs and reels on a fiddle irresistible. There's a curious moment in the second book when Andrew Greig (a poet), Billy Connolly (a comedian) and Aly Bain (folk fiddler) are all in a tent together in the Highlands, reminiscing about the Incredible String Band.<br /><br />And yes, in its quiet way I think that second photo is one of the most interesting "landscape" pictures I've made recently, thanks for noticing. It's 2/3 of the way up a place called Llandegley Rocks, looking back across a valley you can't see (with the road and a village in it). At right are the edge of the reeds surrounding a small "tarn" pond, and covering the hillside is some of the best grass I've ever seen -- it's like a slightly overgrown lawn! Must be a combination of geology, aspect, and hundreds (if not thousands) of years of cropping by sheep.<br /><br />MikeMike C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11279776665185060446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096844366367766843.post-58835156821316699912017-04-29T01:14:45.181+01:002017-04-29T01:14:45.181+01:00I can only listen to instrumental folk music now, ...I can only listen to instrumental folk music now, like Appalachian fiddle. Folky singers remind me of weddings. <br /><br />I like the second photo. Is that all pasture?Omerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01976750627347867730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096844366367766843.post-1679190286670030922017-04-29T00:53:39.561+01:002017-04-29T00:53:39.561+01:00My parents met and "courted" in Edinburg...My parents met and "courted" in Edinburgh during the folk scene of the 1960's and talk fondly of the packed pubs and exciting music, though they were more "trad" and by the time I was digging through their record collection in the late '70's all that was left were Corries and Maggie Bell albums, though my Dad did mention the incredible string band. <br />Family friends lived near Cramond and their son and I would often catch the bus to the village and if the tides were right head out to the island to explore the old farmhouse and the gun emplacements - though by the time I was playing there you were more likely to find Tennants lager lovelies and some abandoned porn mags than graffiti left by a folk singer. And it's bloody miles to walk from the centre of town, I can't believe he couldn't find a bed between the old town and Cramond. Gavin McLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14630089445696518084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096844366367766843.post-67768063616397850172017-04-28T18:54:46.177+01:002017-04-28T18:54:46.177+01:00No idea, sorry. Ken still lives in Stevenage as fa...No idea, sorry. Ken still lives in Stevenage as far as I know, but I haven't knowingly seen him since we left school. I understand he's in the software business.Zouk Delorshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07983226210415857258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096844366367766843.post-63495780058249758412017-04-28T17:03:43.063+01:002017-04-28T17:03:43.063+01:00Zouk,
Any idea what happened to him? He seems to ...Zouk,<br /><br />Any idea what happened to him? He seems to have disappeared without trace (as a writer).<br /><br />btw, "Cry For a Shadow" may be the only novel in the entire world with a scene set in Bowes Lyon House "youth centre", Stevenage, of hallowed (?) memory. I'm sure it was being confined in that concrete cellar with Hawkwind, Stray, Daddy Longlegs, et al. that has given me tinnitus...<br /><br />MikeMike C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11279776665185060446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096844366367766843.post-20377793623369657612017-04-28T14:58:21.992+01:002017-04-28T14:58:21.992+01:00Rob Mills first came to public attention as a writ...Rob Mills first came to public attention as a writer in about 1963 when he was one of six under-sixteens (I think it was) to have a drama script realized on BBC(?) TV after entering a Write-a-Play competition. Subsequently, he was invited to write a weekly column for the Stevenage Gazette, before going on to write Cry For a Shadow.Zouk Delorshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07983226210415857258noreply@blogger.com