And I specialise in revenge

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Thursday was the trip up to Glasgow.  I wasn’t looking forward to it, because long train journeys and me haven’t been getting along in the last year.  however, the train to Darlington was only slightly delayed.  even better, the train to Edinburgh actually got in 10 minutes early.  Which gave me plenty of time to go for a smoke.  The train to Glasgow got in on time as well.

And then I stepped out into the pouring rain.

Never mind.

I found my hotel and checked in.  The room wasn’t massive, but it was OK for what I paid.  I had a shower to wash the journey off of me and headed out.  I had recommendations for a few pubs, so I tried them and had a fun night.  I also “acquired” a couple of pint glasses.

Friday was TRNSMT.  I had a bit of a wander round Glasgow and had to buy myself new shoes, as it turns out the ones I had were leaky.  I headed to Glasgow Green for the festival and stopped off on the way for a Paul Heaton pint.

The singer and vastly underrated songwriter Paul Heaton is on tour and is leaving money behind the bar of five pubs near each venue as a thank you and to help out with the cost of living crisis.  Suitably refreshed, I headed into the festival.

The first act I saw was Hamish Hawke.  I had only heard him for the first time at the end of last year on 6 Music, but I liked what I had heard.  He was good.  Slightly cheesy, but it worked for him.

Next up was Hot Milk.  Don’t know what it is about them.  They’re a good band (shite name, though) but this is the second time I’ve seen them at a festival and left before they finished.

Next up was Paul Heaton.  Unfortunately, Jacqui Abbott isn’t touring with him for health reasons, so he had a Glaswegian singer called Rianne Downey with him.  She’s good, has an excellent voice.  The set was good.  Mostly the hits, as I expected (it was the same when I saw him in December).  He also said that, as long as the government keep taxing us more and him less, he’ll keep getting the drinks in.

I was planning to see The Royston Club, but I wasn’t feeling it, so I just wandered round, had a pint and burger.  Then I went to see George Ezra.  I actually quite like him and the set was good.  He was obviously having fun up on stage.

Then I managed to get to the barrier for the headliners.  Pulp.  I’ve been a huge fan of the band since 1995 and I never thought I’d get to see them live, so this was a big moment for me.  They did not disappoint in the slightest.  They started with I Spy, which is where the entry title comes from, and just kept going.  I did a lot of singing.  Jarvis Cocker was on fine form, throwing out fudge and grapes and talking about it being World Chocolate Day the the anniversary of the invention of sliced bread.  They had a string section who were getting into it as well, including using noise makers to introduce Sorted for E’s and Whizz.  Finally, it was just the band for the last few songs ending, of course, with their biggest hit and most iconic song, Common People.

I left Glasgow Green with very good memories, two Pulp t shirts and a TRNSMT t shirt.

(It was also the gig debut of my new Loop earplugs and I highly recommend them.  Easy to put in, easy to take out and so comfortable I barely noticed I was wearing them.)

Saturday, got up early, packed and checked out of the hotel.  On the way to the train station, I stopped off at a local record store to buy a copy of Different Class.

Train home, no problems again.  Got home, schlumped on the sofa and watched the F1 qualifying.

Will