Tagged: James Yorkston

Lighthouse Late

lighthouse-lates-297mmx210mm-08Oct14In the last few years I’ve often found myself glancing enviously towards Edinburgh. This tends to happen every few months when the Museum Lates events are announced at the National Museum. There is little doubt that Glasgow gets more than it’s fair share of good musical events, which tends to keep me content, but mixing an evening of good music with exhibits and some drinks, in a very cool venue, sounds like a pretty good night out to me. Glasgow has some excellent museums and arts spaces and whilst straight up gigs are alright, it’s nice to have a night out with a bit of a difference to look forward to.

It goes without saying then, that I was very pleased to see that the Lighthouse was hosting a ‘Lates’ night, with an excellent line-up to boot. The Lighthouse is probably one of my favourite arts spaces in the city and this Friday it will be open after hours for a celebration of music, film and design. Heading up the musical element of the evening are James Yorkston and Ella the Bird, whose performances will be punctuated by DJ sets from Scott Paterson (Sons & Daughters), Joe Rattray (Admiral Fallow) and Iain Stewart (The Phantom Band).

There will also be the opportunity to see Stuart Murdoch’s (Belle & Sebastian) Glasgow based coming of age tale ‘God Help The Girl’ as well as a selection of GFT shorts. And of course, being held in Scotland’s Centre for Design and Architecture, the evening wouldn’t be complete without a few talks and your chance to get hands on with some design projects. Finally, if this all sounds like thirsty work, then there will be drinks laid on by Innis & Gunn and Caorunn Gin.

Lighthouse Late takes place on Friday 24th October, starting at 7:30pm. Tickets are £15 and can be purchased at the following link.

The Curious Case of Kimjamin Huggon

As I researched the extensive, exclusive Record Store Day releases to try and write something about this year’s vinyl splurge-fest I was drawn to a rather strange collection of material. Usually there are rarities and new releases that I develop an intensity about owning weeks in advance. This year I imagined , the Animal Collective 12″ release of their Guggenheim performance, a new Guided By Voices single, an Of Montreal/Deerhoof split or new-favourite-band-ever-ever-Django Django’s Storm 7″ would fit my habitual pattern.

Worryingly, these did not cause anywhere near the stir that the following did. Before I proceed I wish to note that I MUST be experiencing some sort of late-twenties crisis or at least a peak in hormonal levels. Or something else. Anything else. There has to be a reason for this regression.

The first sign that something was off was my reaction to details of a ZINE with unreleased music from Dirty Projectors, Real Estate, Cass McCombs, John Maus and Villegers on multi-coloured flexi disc. You had me at zine, dominorecordco! Yet, further to this, the zine will include a

short story by James Yorkston, a poem by Laura Marling and some doodles from Alison Mosshart. Oh and not forgetting a cover designed by Bjorn Copeland. A 15 year old Kim would have squealed over a release like this and once attained would clutch the prize to her chest with crazed possessiveness shining from widened eyes. Then it occurred to me that this wasn’t a projection about my adolescent taste but an actual manifestation of my enthusiasm for the product. The picture I have described may well materialise on April 21st in Monorail.

It was mostly downhill from there. Internal bursts of delirium along with defensive thoughts bounced around my head when reading of:

David Bowie – Starman (I don’t care that it is unnecessary to own this!)

She & Him – Volume One (On coloured vinyl!)

Django Django – Storm (What? I still WANT it!)

The Supremes – Baby Love (On-heart-shaped-vinyl. LOOK at it!)

The Velvet Underground – Loaded (ON PINK VINYL!)

THE BREAKFAST CLUB SOUNDTRACK!

At this point I closed the browser tab, regained some control over my sanity and began to type. In fact, disclosing these fleeting thoughts has proven quite therapeutic. I’ve managed to go back, glance again and note that the vast material produced for this muso holiday serves many tastes and various moods. I don’t believe that I will purchase all of the above when RSD rolls around. I do, however, admit that some better preparation and planning may be required to curb any impulse buys.

Then, once it’s all over, I can relax in the assurance that I will once again regain the composure of my adult self. Until May 5th or after this arrives, whichever comes last.