So, here is how it went (and it went good).
My girlfriend and I came to this very strange "festival". It was an annual celebration of a colony of artist's studios, kind of wannabe highbrow. The audience were people with enough money who'd obviously thought, "Hey, let's get ourselves some
real culture." I'm pretty sure none of them in the audience had ever heard of Alasdair Roberts as a musician, let alone of, say, Drag City (his label). Entrance fee was high, everything was very clean and sober, but the people there were very friendly. The youngest in the audience except for the sons and daughters of some elderly teacher-like couples were my girlfriend who is 30 and the journalist girl who was twenty-something. Long story short, it was some arty-fartsy provincial happening with nice people but a strange athmosphere. And it was raining like shit, which is not too good for an outdoor happening.
Alasdair Roberts played the narrator of an half hour long puppet theatre piece played by a guy called
Shane Connolly, and it was simple but funny, and this Connolly guy played his puppets incredibly well. There was a little singing, playing and dancing, too. It all happened in one studio where 20 people max fit in, so it was very familiar and nice.
After the show I approached Roberts and asked him for an autograph, and when I pulled out two 7-inches, he approvingly said "Oh!" and blushed a little bit. How sweet! We couldn't talk that long, but the best part is that I not only got my autograph, but also his email, because I hope to get him booked here in my hometown next January when his new album comes out. Yay! I even wrote him and got an answer yet, he'd love to play in Tübingen if they, quote, get a string of European dates together.
I somehow felt pretty strange meeting this guy whose music is so close to me since ten years, but whose music is also rather belonging to some dream realm, if you know what I mean. tMG songs are kind of
there, you know, but Roberts' songs float around in the air, very dreamy, often like the soundtrack to some fairy tales. Strange thing.
So, well, yeah, I have my autograph, have his email and hope to book him next January for a show two streets away from the place where I live. That'd be so cool...
Now I gotta go check and out more Scottish music, thanks for the list, maffj! Today, the
"Weirdlore" compilation was in the mail, so there's more fine music to discover today!
Cheers, Doc