This came to mind after Tam and Gavin’s wee discussion about fishing at Bowling.
Absolutely timeless. I love Mike Scott and the Waterboys despite the fact that they look as if they prepared for this performance by getting dressed in a charity shop in the dark.
Then I read that after his funeral in Paisley on Friday, Gerry Rafferty’s ashes are to be scattered on Iona, the beautiful inner Hebridean island where I enjoyed a camping holiday or two back in the day. It brought to mind another Waterboys song.
And this is perhaps the most posted song on this blog. Absolutely no apologies for giving it another airing. I still remember the first time I heard it around fifteen years ago. Right then I thought it was one of the best songs I’d ever heard. Just my cup of tea – stripped back, minimalist, killer message, melody and lyrics. I never tire of hearing it.