Oran Mor, Glasgow
I do like Jim White, so much so that I body-served the option of Chuck Prophet at home in sunny Edinburgh, to travel out to the weedge to see JW instead. I have to say: good choice. He was ably backed by his support band, Cicada Rhythm and took us on an extended tour of his back catalogue and new album (Waffles, Triangles and Jesus). However it wasn’t just the material, strong though it is, that made this a top gig. It was Jim White’s stage presence, hilarious yarns and general bonhomie that made it a special occasion. For all I know, he says the same stuff every night but it didn’t feel like that. It felt like the spontaneity and associated risk that makes going to a gig worthwhile. JW made several mentions of his history of mental illness, which I’d not been aware of. Good for him. Special mention for his nightly ”shirt off my back’ auction, which has enabled him to make significant donations to Doctors Without Borders (“They think I’m a millionaire!”) No Tornadoes or Still Waters though *sad face*.
Varied but, well, I didn’t feel out of place. Warmly appreciative, though “Gaun yersel’ Jim!” was lost in translation, I fear.
It made me think..
What a nice venue Oran Mor is – must go more often.
Jim White is looking good for 60 – maybe I should give vegetarianism a try too.