So there we were,in the queue for a youngish Scottish band I first heard on a BBC Radio 6 session playing a cracking song called “Christ into Govan”. Psychedelic Folk Rock would probably best describe them and they were only the support band which surprised me.
I didn’t expect it to be a sellout but it nearly was – happily there were a few tickets left and we just managed to get in.
The main act had their peak in the late 60’s and so did most of the audience – always a bit depressing,where were all the youngsters ??
Decent venue though,small,150 capacity with a good sized bar,but like so may of these venues why is there always a faint pong of dog poo ?
I got a good pitch next to the bar and because I am usually the tallest person at a gig I was happy that I would not be blocking some poor sods view…..
Instead of course, it turned out I was only the second tallest when Hulk Hogan walked in and stood in front of me.
Anyway, the “support” band came on and were terrific, great musicians all,especially the drummer who had an effortless style and the main guitarist who looked like he had been beamed in from 1972.It is the singer who is most definitely the star though,great stage presence and range of voice, hard to believe they are only on a small Coventry based label.
It turned out that the “support” band were actually the backing band for the main act with a few additions plus original vocalist Mike Heron, who seemed to observe the helping vocal talent of Lavinia Blackwall with awe throughout the gig.
To be honest it wasn’t my cup of tea though, a bit too hippyish for me and reminded me of the gruesome Wally Whyton radio show which traumatized me in the 70’s and most certainly drove me to the welcoming arms of Punk when it came along.
Saying that, I think I will try and dig up a copy of their Hangman’s Beautiful Daughter album to see if I can understand why it was such a big seller back in 1968.