On The Air

It's unlikely that meeting Jackson Browne would not be considered the highlight of my week, or, indeed, year, but, last night my song, Ringing Like A Bell, was played on BBC Radio. This was my first ever airplay and I couldn't be happier that it was played by the rather wonderful Ralph McLean on his BBC Radio Ulster "Classic Albums" show. Ralph is a genuine music fan and obviously wears his anorak with pride, just as I do. So, to have my song sandwiched between Brinsley Schwarz's mighty "Peace, Love and Understanding" and Shack's majestic "Comedy" was like a dream come true. The fact that I was listening to show live on the web only made the feeling that much sweeter. I felt like Mark Cavendish being launched into the final 50m by Mark Renshaw, only it was Nick Lowe who was my lead out man and you just can't fail to win when "Basher" is on your team. And you know what? I think I can see Paris from here....

The Great Pretender

Ever since I got back on the road myself, I don't get to see as many gigs as I used to. This week, however, I went to see the same bill twice at two very different venues. The artists in question were Dawes and Jonathan Wilson. On tuesday night I caught them in the basement of the Slaughtered lamb, just up the road from my beloved Hoxton. The Lamb has a real funky little vibe to it with leather seats and a few nooks and crannies to sit in. Dawes were superb, a real master class in both songwriting and musicianship. They went on to back Jonathan Wilson for the majority of his set and, as well as being their producer, he was equally steeped in those laurel canyon traditions as Dawes were. Then, to top off a great night of music, they brought out Jackson Browne. Now I have been a massive fan of Browne's ever since I got my hands on a heavily scratched copy of his masterpiece "The Pretender" and, even though I have seen him perform live before, to see him singing not more than 10 feet away from me was like a dream come true. They played one of Jonathan's tunes and then went into "These Days" and "Take It Easy", at which point the whole room was singing along. As they said in The Comic Strip " Everybody loves the Eagles".

When the show was done I watched as JB headed straight over to the young sound guy manning the PA and shook his hand. Here was a classic artist who has never forgotten his roots. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to talk to the great man, so I headed over and introduced myself, shook his hand and told him that I was going to shout out for "Linda Paloma", but, thought it wasn't fair as it was Dawes & Jonathan Wilson's show. I gave him a copy of my CD and he smiled and thanked me. I said goodbye and then walked up the stairs or maybe I floated up, I'm not sure which, but, I know that at that very moment I was the proud owner of the biggest smile in London Town.

As I walked into the Tube station, I put on my iPod and selected Jackson's "The Pretender" album and, as if the evening hadn't been serendipitous enough, the final track (The Pretender) finished at the exact same moment that I put the key into the lock of my front door.

I did it all again at the Borderline on Wednesday night, but, even though Jackson was the special guest again, it just couldn't top my fleeting moment in the California Sun with the Great Pretender the night before.


"Make room for my forty-fives
Along beside your seventy-eights"