I hear that the people of Scotland have decided to stick with us. Fair enough. To acknowledge the event, here’s a favourite of mine from way back in 1983. I went to see Big Country play in Southampton when they were at the height of their fame. I don’t remember much about the gig, except that it featured Stuart Adamson stopping mid-tune to have a go at some gormless oik in or near the front row. The net result was that the hapless fool was invited up on stage, Adamson’s guitar was hung round his neck and he was left to continue the set by himself. Thus, the whole audience was left in no doubt that he was simply an idiot. I suspect he was subsequently ejected from the venue, egg still dripping from his face.
This is a lovely song with a distinctly Scottish sound. For me, it also has a definite punctum, at 1:57. Sadly, Stuart Adamson took his own life aged just 43.
I’ve really enjoyed listening to this again, so tomorrow I’m sticking with SA in his previous band.