We went to an incredible photographic exhibition in Cortona in Italy. This was one of the images.
The Roots, with Bilal.
Under 21 is way too young to die.
Our extremely good friends, Will and Ann, have lived in Howard Place for many years and last Saturday they had a leaving do that got a little bit, well, refreshed.
Anyway, as I left I kissed goodbye to Howard Place.
I first fell in love with Anna Meredith when she supported Anna Calvi at the, now defunct, The Caves in Glasgow. It was a bonkers performance and I adored it. I bought her SAY award winning Varmints soon after and saw her live at Leith Theatre last year opening Hidden Doors Festival. The best gig I saw in 2017.
My appreciation of her was actually behind the curve because she had already established herself as a highly regarded composer in modern classical circles and that is one of the reasons she will open The Proms tonight and the Edinburgh Festival in August with a commissioned piece about WWI called 5 Telegrams.
Even though I consider myself a big fan nothing, NOTHING, could prepare me for this. This awesome, really nothing short of awesome, performance in the Tiny Desk Concerts series. I thought Penguin Cafe had kicked it out of the park a couple of years ago in this series but this kicks it out of the park next door too.
Sit back, relax and enjoy Nautilus (surely the greatest piece of music ever written for the tuba), Ribbons (she even sings, who knew?) and The Vapours.
19 minutes and 4 seconds of utter bliss. Thank you Anna.