This has had earlier airings but fits the new Loft Vinyl series as snugly as the perfect glove. I am featuring tracks from old LPs released from lengthy exile in the loft, my elder daughter having bought me a turntable... Read more →
Some variations of the phrase add overfed and overdressed. It goes without saying that I have no idea whether Peter Obermark was excessively remunerated when serving as a US marine in Britain in the 1970s nor indeed whether he ate... Read more →
A former colleague, Bill Stock, once wrote this at Facebook, prompting me to trawl through Salut! Live archives and reproduce, from 2007, the little piece that follows. It was originally published just ahead of a John Mayall gig in the... Read more →
News has dominated my working life in the half century since I escaped the humdrum of clerical employment in railway construction, doomed livestock and diesel engines in County Durham. Music has dominated Christy Moore's life since he escaped the humdrum... Read more →
Friday's stats for visits to Salut! Live carried a sharp message. There had been exactly 100 in 24 hours. Every one of them is appreciated (I'm told I should even be grateful for the 'Google bots' among them though I... Read more →
Maddy Prior entered my life in the downstairs snug of the Golden Cock pub in Darlington, County Durham. The earth may not have moved but it was a brief pleasure and its memory, if doubtless long forgotten by her, remains... Read more →
I il On each of two nights recently spent in the Italian resort of Alassio, we ate at a restaurant called the Galeon. The food was good but the second visit was made because, as for the first, entertainment was... Read more →
