As I sat down at the computer to blog tonight Stu asked me if I was going to wield the power and influence of AYPOC to, and I quote, 'stick the knife into Willy Mason.' Ever the benevolent blogger, I shall try to be gentle as I review the concert we went to last night. While Willy's voice was incredible and I really like his music, I felt progressively throughout the gig that we were watching an artist who has not quite arrived. The whole show was kindof sloppy with long breaks between songs where the band tried to figure out what to play next. I think the thing that really annoyed me was that the gang seemed drunk-ish at the start and then the star preceded to get absolutely 'blocked' (NI slang for hammered) as the concert progressed. The student crowd at the venue cheered wildly as Willy chugged a bottle of Buckfast (sweet cheap wine drank by fourteen year olds in back allies and parks across the UK.) Maybe I'm just getting old, but paying to watch someone become inebriated is just not my thing! That said, his voice was amazing and he had good stage presence that just needs some honing. I'm glad we went because I really think he's on the cusp of making it fairly big, but the bottom line that that I'm hoping that next time I go to his gig things are more polished and professional. Nonetheless, it was a good night out and we went with some friends so that was fun.
Moving on from my minor concert woes, we had a lovely Saturday today. It was fairly chilled out and we really enjoyed having my parents over for dinner and a movie tonight. I cooked an Indian dish from my new Madhur Jaffrey book and it turned out really well (ever notice how I never mention the things that I cook that don't turn out?) After dins we watched On a Clear Day which is a lovely, funny Scottish movie (reminiscent of Calendar Girls) about a Scotsman who decides to swim the English Channel. It was great.