I had first dibs on the bathroom, and I'd only just finished my toilette when the receptionist came to inform us my friend had arrived and was waiting for me in the lobby. I said goodbye to my roommates and went off to explore Glasgow with Carol, who took me to the West End and university area. We had coffee, went shopping, and had a leisurely walk through the park, because the sun was out and even though the wind was still cold, as long as you could manage to stay out of it, it was glorious. Of course, I only saw a little bit of Glasgow, but what I saw, I liked -- I will definitely have to come back for a longer stay some day. All too soon though, Carol had to go; and I went back towards the other side of town in the hope of finding my fellow travellers. I didn't find them at the Internet café in Hope St, but as I was getting peckish, I bought a sandwich and made my way back down Sauchiehall St (which Carol had told me was named for the poplars that used to line it in olden days) and popped into O'Neill's to see if they were there. They weren't, but as I came back out, I spotted them across the street, where anonypooh had again found another Internet phone booth. She was just finishing up her previous evening's report when I joined them. Eric came out, and walked down the street with his guitar case in his hand. We had about an hour before the doors would open, which meant we went back in for a drink or two.
The venue was a large backroom with a bar to the side and a slight elevation at the back, wooden floors and a few seats, which by the time we had ordered our drinks and turned round, had all been taken. However, having walked all over town for hours, I really did feel my ankle quite badly, and I asked the German contingent to give me a little room on the bench they were hogging. When Corn Mo started We Are The Champions and I couldn't get them to sway and sing along, I joined Jules and Sherry on the floor, and stayed there for the rest of the night. I snagged his little setlist after he was done playing.
Get Me Off
Be My Love
Girl On a Wire
it also lists two further songs: Walking on Air and Busey Boy, which he didn't play. In fact, his sets didn't vary much from show to show; a fact that he was conscious of when he mentioned to us that he hadn't anticipated seeing the same people turn up night after night, and he worried whether they might not grow bored with it. Of course not! For most of us, this tour was our introduction to Corn Mo, and it was nice to hear the songs repeated so we could sing along by the end of it. Besides, he took a request in this show, and did Robert Holliday.
The setlist wasn't enough of a souvenir though, and I went over and bought one of his CDs and a DVD, which he was kind enough to sign for me.
When CoRo came on, they started with Day For A Day again, followed by Indie Rockin' and
GIVE IT UP
01. Day For A Day
02. Indie Rockin'
04. Definitive Biography - on Thursday this was sung with some Beatles lines from And Your Bird Can Sing
05. Gone Dyin'
06. Heaven Help Me
07. Answering Machine
08. Bored With The USA
09. 92 Mikes
10. Surround Face
11. Offstage Lines
12. Near Miss
13. Belfast - with added fireyness: Eric started singing I'm On Fire (Bruce Springsteen), which led on to both swapping turns on lyrics to Ring of Fire (Johnny Cash), Fire (Jimi Hendrix), Fire On The Mountain (The Grateful Dead), Light My Fire (The Doors) and Adam finishing with We Didn't Start The Fire (Billy Joel)
15. Pay Me - with Corn Mo again. So much fun with the four of them on this.
17. Wasted Words
18. Eric solo on La Ti Da
19. How To Lose
This gig stands out in my memory because it was so intimate. The venue was by no means sold out (Adam at one point mentioned "64 and change" as the number of attendants), there was a very relaxed atmosphere, and I don't think they dimmed the lights at all, or all that well. There was also a Glaswegian fan who wanted to hear Sit Down, and shouted this out at the time the band were getting ready to perform Cowboy. "Okay", said Adam with his usual aplomb, "Whatever you want, it's your show..."
"No", she tried again, "Sit down and sing that Sit Down song"; but to no avail, the band launched into Cowboy sitting down. They stood again for the next song, Pay Me, on which Corn Mo joined them, but after this, Adam decided we'd left them plenty of room in front of the stage and they've been doing plenty of living rooms, so next we got an extended off mic section. During his solo, eyes fixed on that screw in the wall, Eric very nearly trod on me and my bad ankle, and I barely managed to scoot back in time.
Again, the band came out and mingled after the show. We had a chat with Corn Mo, and Adam, and Jordan; and at one point, I found myself cornered by a man called Jimmy, who smelled of booze and talked complete bollocks, but who was pretty harmless and quite entertaining in his own unique way. Apparently, he's been banned from quite a few pubs in Glasgow, though I can't imagine what for. Anyway, I suppose I proved quite a disappointment to him, as I couldn't guess what celeb he was trying to impersonate; and when I came back with a tentative "Sweet little mystery?" on his expectant "Sweet mystery, I've found you", which he kept repeating while looking up at me with bleary eyes, he finally stalked off, but not without telling me I lacked education.
I went to pick up my photos earlier. They weren't there yet, so this entry is once again illustrated by pictures from Julia's Shutterfly album