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  • Nov 17, 2024 | theguardian.com | Peter Ross

    Houston three-piece Khruangbin (Thai for aeroplane) are a bit bluesy, a bit psychedelic, a bit funky, but always mellow – intricate and sophisticated musicianship in the service of the groove. They write dreamy songs that burble away in the background, stroking the pleasure centres of the brain. Seeing the band live is an opportunity to focus, to really listen, to watch them play and interplay.

  • Oct 17, 2024 | theguardian.com | Peter Ross

    Corduroy suit, spotted bow-tie, professorial spectacles: J Wilgoose Esq takes to the Barrowland stage dressed as the sort of chap who comes to a sticky end in an MR James ghost story. Which is apt as his band, Public Service Broadcasting, are in the business of raising the dead. In this case, Amelia Earhart, the aviator whose life, achievements and disappearance over the Pacific Ocean in 1937 are chronicled in new album The Last Flight. The stage is dressed to resemble the interior of her cockpit.

  • May 19, 2024 | theguardian.com | Peter Ross

    Bruce Dickinson, as is well known, is a qualified pilot – and there is something of the captain preparing for take-off in his interactions with the crowd. “In a moment,” he instructs Glasgow, “we will commence furious jumping.” Then, as the riff to Dark Side of Aquarius kicks in: “Furious jumping commence!”His ability to hype a room has been honed over decades of what he calls the “day job” – being frontman with Iron Maiden.

  • Apr 6, 2024 | theguardian.com | Peter Ross |Phoebe Taplin

    From Glasgow to Dundee by roadThe sequence M77, M74, M73, M80, A9, M90, A90 may not sound freighted with emotional weight, but those roads are, for me, associated with the sadness of separation and the pleasure of reunion. It’s the route I drive between our home in Glasgow and Dundee, where our eldest boy now lives, having left for university. When he moved out, that’s the way we went. When we visit or go to pick him up, that’s how we go. Those motorways are slick with memories.

  • Nov 11, 2023 | theguardian.com | Rhiannon Batten |Mike MacEacheran |Wyl Menmuir |Peter Ross

    “We,” says the Brocher, face lit by fire and dark with soot, “have creosote in our blood.” In their blood, on their hats, on their boots, down their backs – the Brochers, and in particular the Clavie Crew, have creosote everywhere, except in their whisky. They take that with water, a substance they otherwise disdain as being fine for quenching a thirst but a terrible thing to allow near a bonny flame.

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