The Bobby Gillespie Bullshit game

he could have at least photoshopped himself into one of them classic Raymond Depardon pics

Wee Boaby, pictured here as a bairn with his Ma

https://www.history.com/.image/ar_1:1%2Cc_fill%2Ccs_srgb%2Cfl_progressive%2Cq_auto:good%2Cw_1200/MTU3ODc4NjAxMzY1NzI2OTQz/migrant-mother_loc.jpg

Jim Kerr will be in hysterics when he sees Boab's book cover

Think the revised draft has now been issued

https://i.ibb.co/XDCd9nb/boabie.jpg

"His story, in his own words, up to the recording and release of Screamadelica." so, further parts to come then.

disappointed Tom D is not ghostwriting it tbh

Monorail are offering a signed edition if you're especially keen:

https://www.monorailmusic.com/album/675fa84b-80d8-11eb-9798-06d730498058/Tenement_Kid_%3Cb%3ESigned_By_Bobby_Gillespie%3C_b%3E.html?fbclid=IwAR3Nkbtz5IgOohMTN9A2qRyKdWxbgXqycB01U5kT1HwOA2GAGBBqWdvEXo8

So he lived in a tenement for 10 years*, I wonder where else he lived?

(*I could be a Tenement Kid AND a Tenement Adult in that case)

When I finally went to East Kilbride I was shocked by how unlike an urban hellscape it really was - just another bland, slightly ugly suburb.

― Ward Fowler, Wednesday, March 10, 2021 9:58 AM (ten hours ago) bookmarkflaglink

I flew up for work purposes back in 86 or thereabouts, the area is wo lovely, rolling hills etcet. Then again, the J&MC never struck me as urbanites..

So, I'm intrigued.

Could be great, could be awfy.

Oh go on then.

I see waterstones is doing a signed edition that isn't snobvalue

in fairness to EK if it were in america it would ba city (it's about 70,000 population iirc).

EK also has one of the (many) architectural gems of south lanarkshire: st bride's catholic church

https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2021/may/08/bobby-gillespie-i-am-lead-singer-i-love-myself

* When did you last cry, and why?

When Maradona died, I cried for three days.

lots of pretty ok answers in there actually

Yeah, it wasn't as car crash as you might have expected. To be honest, I was more irritated by the absence of Alys Fowler's gardening column.

all timer URL

I heard Alys Fowler's garden was ravaged by a gang of teenage wild boys. No flowers, no shrubs, just scorched earth. The most beautiful thing I've seen since last night's evening sky. The city is alive and on fire. Long may it burn.

There was a spate of wheely bin burning near where Alys Fowler lives so you're not far off there.

Here is some early evidence that despite Boaby's eloquence in bullshit, his mate Alan is the master.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XQH1JiRreg

Great video!

"they're basically uncreative fools and I despise them" HARD CUT TO Primal Scream limp Byrds pastiche

lol I thought you were kidding but the musical clips were really that

love how the tambourine man looks like he’s dressed to offer you a cut of unseasoned beef at the end of a catered buffet dinner

> When Maradona died, I cried for three days.

i read that as Madonna. it took me until the next morning to remember that madonna hasn't died.

I only watched McGee into jangling but that’s basically the direct inspiration for the Fast Show’s “Indie Club” sketch, isn’t it.

Bold stuff, having a pop at Simon Le Bon in 1987!

Guess he didn't like Notorious

In contrast, Bobby is such a meek little soul in this video.

i feel let down that tom d refers above to 'bobby' as 'bobby' because entirely due to his posting on ilx whenever i see primal scream or mr gillespie mentioned i always think 'boaby'

Bobby had yet to blossom into Boaby.

Boaby is busy signing complementary copies of "Tenement Kid" when the phone rings, it is Thurston Moore with a proposition.

Boab: Fuckin' aye?

Thurston: Bob?

Boab: Who the fuck's this?

Thurston: It's, uh, Thurston Moore?

Boab: Sorry pal, no' ringin' any fuckin' bells.

Thurston: Thurston Moore, um, from Sonic Youth... back in the day...

Boab: Thurston Moore! Big man! How's it fuckin' hangin' mate? Whit can ah do ye for?

Thurston: Um, what it is, is I've been asked to contribute to an all-star version of the first Velvet Underground album...

Boab: ... sweet, big yin, sweet .... (*quizzically*) but how come naebody asked me?

Thurston: ... uh, that, that I don't know. As I was saying, I've been asked to contribute to this album and I'd like to ask you to...

Boab: ... say no more, big yin, say no more! Nae mair waitin' fer yer man, ah UM yer fuckin' man!

Thurston: ... yeah, well, um, I'd like us to do Heroin.

Boab (soberly): Come again?

Thurston: Heroin, I'd really like us to do Heroin.

Boab (sotto voce): Here, keep it doon, mate, the wife might be listenin'.

Thurston; Um, I want to do Heroin and I really want you to do Heroin with me.

Boab: Jesus, does mah fuckin' reputation proceed me or whit? Listen, man, ah'm no really intae that scene anymair, ah'm a respectable husband, father and soon to be published author. Talkin' o' which, wid ye be interested in readin' "Tenement Kid", my vivid and evocative memoir which is fizzing with an infectious passion for the magic of rock music...

Thurston: ... well...

Boab: ... haud oan, ah'm no feenished yet... It begins in the district of Springburn, soon to be evacuated in Edward Heath's brutal slum clearances. Leaving school at 16 and going to work as a printers' apprentice, Bobby's rock n roll epiphany arrives like a bolt of lightning shining from Phil Lynott's mirrored pickguard at his first gig at the Apollo in Glasgow. Filled with 'the holy spirit of rock n roll' his destiny is sealed with the arrival of the Sex Pistols and punk rock which to Bobby, represents an iconoclastic vision of class rebellion and would ultimately lead to him becoming an artist initially in the Jesus and Mary Chain then in Primal Scream....

Thurston: ... if I may interject...

Boab: Interject away, big yin, interject away! Ah think ye'll have goat the gist o' it by noo anyway.

Thurston: About Heroin...

Boab: ... here, ah'm no' sure aboot that.

Thurston: Don't you like Heroin?

Boab (brightly): Like it? (singing) I love it ah!

*pause*

Boab: D'ye get it? (repeating) I love it ah!

Thurston: ... um...

Boab: Ah suppose "Dreadlock Holiday" might no' huv been a hit in the States. (conspiratorily) Here, ye know how ah tell fuckin' journalists and the like that ah'm like this massive roots reggae and dub fan and ah was listenin' tae fuckin' Augustus Pablo or whoever when ah wis in short troosers? It's aw fuckin' pish, man, "Dreadlock Hole-i-day" is mah favourite reggae number tae this fuckin' day. Pure fuckin' class so it is!

Thurston: Uh, yeah, if we could get back to the album and the track I was discussing. Here's what I'll do, I'll record the backing track...

Boab (suddenly serious, nodding vigorously): ... mmm-hmm mmm-hmm...

Thurston: ... and I'll send it off to you...

Boab: ... mmm-hmm mmm-hmm...

Thurston: ... and you can add your vocals and...

Boab: ... Boab's yer uncle! Here, ah'm oan fuckin' fire the day! Though ah say so masel!

Thurston: Yeah, so, um, I'll be in touch about that.

Boab: Here's this is a fuckin' good line this!

Thurston: What?

Boab: Ah mean, it's a good line fae the States, clear as a fuckin' bell!

Thurston: Um, I'm in London, I mean I live in London.

Boab: Nae fuckin' way, ya cunt!

Thurston: Um, yes, I live in Stoke Newington.

Boab: Stokey? Get tae fuck! And how does Kim like it?

Thurston: Pardon me?

Boab: How does Kim like livin' in Stokey?

Thurston: Um, I, I really wouldn't know, listen I gotta...

Boab: Here we should meet up some time, wance this pandemic shite is oot the wey.

Thurston: Yeah, maybe...

Boab: Maybe a fuckin' foursome, you and Kim and me and the missus, ah hear the Rose & Crown does a fuckin' great Sunday roast..

Thurston: No, I, I don't see that happening.

Boab: How no'?

Thurston: I don't think you will be meeting with me and, um, Kim.

Boab: Well, jist the two o' us then, a proper lads night oot, a few swallies, the Shakespeare, Rose & Crown, Ryan's, end up in The Auld Shillelagh then a fuckin' doner.

Thurston: Well, maybe.

Boab: Here, huv you goat a wee burd oan the go that ye don't wahnt Kim tae find oot aboot, is that it?

Thurston: Now listen, I really have to go....

Boab; Nae bother, big yin, mum's the fuckin' word! Ah'm nae clipe!

Thurston: Yeah, OK, I'll be in touch.

Boab: No' if ah see you first! Naw, that disnae really work... ah said that disnae really work... oh, he's gone.

*turns to shout to wife*

Boab: Here, doll, ye'll never guess who that fuckin' wis!

A+

brilliant

great boab

Lol

extra marks for a respectable Newington Green/Stokey pub crawl itinerary.

would buy an NFT of this.

from the ever-entertaining Norman Records weekly email: "Altered Images roadie Bobby Gillespie has an autobiography out."

I saw too that Boab and his old mate Irvine Welsh were "in conversation" in this week's Observer, but I didn't have the heart to tackle it.

I'm assuming Norman Records have some old Glasgow scene guy working for them

it still rankles that Bobby made it big, as it rankles with us all

Nah, don't agree with that, it's more that he's a guy who needs his balloon burst occasionally, which would have happened a lot more regularly if he'd remained in Glasgow. My sister, who knew all the Altered Images crowd, says they used to call him wee Bobby.

hah yeah fair enough, I was joking really, he's hardly the worst but there's definitely a comical aspect to his persona that is easy to laugh at

Colin Murray has a 'Midnight Meets' podcast. Here's Bobby...

https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p09yk6b1

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2021/oct/15/tenement-kid-by-bobby-gillespie-piquantly-preposterous

Gillespie himself, a man “out there on the perimeter, on the edge of consciousness, the dark, unknown regions of soul dread and psychic derangement where the straights are too scared to go,” as he puts it, in one of a number of lines you somehow imagine not in Gillespie’s voice, but that of the late Rik Mayall.

OK, I didn't know he'd sent his kids to private school - right on, Bobby. Don't know anything about his mum but his dad was a bog standard trade union apparatchik who lost Glasgow Govan to the SNP by coming across as the worst kind of Scottish Labour "stick a rosette on a donkey" dinosaur.

Born in '61, apparently. Think i've seen '64 and '62 (Wikipedia has 62) for his DOB in different places; not the biggest deal but I've always thought of him as slightly younger than the Reid brothers for example (I know William is older but Jim too)

(Seems very Boaby to have a load of different possible birthdates out there in the wild)

the autobiography is 99p as part of uk Kindle daily deals today, almost 50 pages per penny

"Gillespie is rock and roll's Oliver Twist. A punk rock fairytale, razor sharp on class struggle, music, style, and a singular view of the world resulting in one of the world's great bands. Couldn't put down"

-- Courtney Love

Siri show me 'an almost transcendental lack of self-awareness' please. (From Bobby Gillespie's book). pic.twitter.com/EB0tGFmc7O

— ⚫Neil Kulkarni (@KaptainKulk) May 13, 2022

Is he perhaps talking about the early JAMC concerts there?

He's talking about Pete Hook.

https://www.salfordstar.com/images/l/SalfordMusicFest(1).jpg