I started listening to the Pixies in 1991 or 1992 around the time that they broke up. I initially heard Doolittle on tape, borrowed from the library in East Kilbride. A neighbour gave me a copy of Trompe Le Monde and I bought a second hand copy of Surfer Rosa, looking for Big Black style Albini kicks.
They didn't click with me immediately. I got the REM and Velvets references on 'Here comes your man' but it took a while to fall in love with them. Eventually I got there.
I first saw them live in 2004 at T in the Park and since then I've seen them in the SECC and at Primavera in Barcelona. Generally they deliver and I was keen to see them again at the Kelvingrove Bandstand which is a great venue and usually ned free. Sadly there was a bit of a ned problem last night which is often an issue in Glasgow. Drunken twats are like scabies in Glasgow and I encountered one last night.
The pixies played a great 31 song set, starting with 'where is my mind?' and including 'wintering', 'caribou', 'nimrod's son', 'broken face', 'wave of mutilation', 'here comes your man', 'gouge away', 'planet of sound' and 'debaser'. They also played a bunch of new stuff I didn't recognise. They were tight and the new bass player did well. We also bumped into a bunch of pals which was nice.
Sadly our personal space was invaded by a drunken twat who thinks it is ok to be verbally aggressive to women. Another concert goer was wearing a 'rudimentary peni' t-shirt and on reflection, I feel that it should be gifted to that drunken idiot as a warning to the general public. After some razor sharp with and repartee, we left the venue during the last song to avoid me getting my ass kicked by the aforementioned intoxicated misogynist. We listened to the encore of 'into the white' from the car feeling sorry for anyone who needs to interact with that dude on a regular basis.
The pixies were good and assholes are, sadly, everywhere. Even at pixies concerts. If wankers could fly we would never see the sky.
Minimum alcohol pricing may well make Scotland a better place.
Wednesday, August 09, 2017
The Pixies at the Kelvingrove Bandstand, Glasgow
Labels:
common sense,
glasgow,
music,
neds,
public health,
Steve Albini,
swearing
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