Monthly Archives: December 2011

We interrupt oor normal service

We interrupt oor normal service
For some metal.  And this is what you would have heard had you listened to my most recent NWOBHM special on that there internet radio;

Bollweevil – Rock Solid
Holocaust – Only As Young As
You Feel
Starfighters – Alley Cat Blues
Silverwing – Teenage Love
Affair
Samson – Red Skies
Baby Tuckoo – Rock Rock
Dark Star – Lady Of
Mars
Di’anno – Antigua
Tank – Blood Guts & Beer
Marseille – Walking
On A High Wire
Dumpys Rusty Nuts – Boxhill Or Bust
Bruce Dickinson & Pig Iron – Space Truckin’

So more fool you.  But here’s a wee taster.

Some Samson

Samson

Some Di’anno

Di'anno

Some Tank
Tank

Some Marseille

Marseille

Now stop bothering me, so I can get back to being Scotch.

Sir John Cope gets his arse skelped – The Hogmanay Coontdoon Part 3

Sir John Cope gets his arse skelped – The Hogmanay Coontdoon Part 3

Ra Pons

Is there anything a Scotchman likes more than a song aboot the English getting humped.  Well, yes, but only if there’s football and drink involved.  Otherwise, hearing aboot those doon Sarf bandits getting their arses skelped doon the Pans is as good as it gets.

So here’s Alex Beaton telling us all aboot the Battle of Prestonpans - Hey Johnnie Cope

Alex is alive and well and here – http://www.alexbeaton.com/

Och Aye The Noo – The Hogmanay Coontdoon Part 2

Och Aye The Noo – The Hogmanay Coontdoon Part 2

Gaberlunzie

When I was a wean you couldnae sit in front of the telly without some beardy, straggly haired Scotchman singing proper Scotch songs.  Proper Scotch songs I learnt at my mammys knee.  Before the Gaelic historical revisionist society took over the country and kicked the proper Scotch oot, to be replaced by caterwauling ballads aboot the Highland Clearance.

Which meant you goat loads o’ Silly Wizard, Gaberlunzie and their ilk.

And here are the legends that are Gaberlunzie wi’ a proper weans tune
- Coulters Candy

I was amazed / shocked to discover that Gaberlunzie are still alive and well and here – http://www.gaberlunzie.com/

 

The Final Coontdoon

The Final Coontdoon

Alastair McDonald

Now, I have heard that some folks doon in Engerland are getting aw worked up aboot somthing called Christmas. It’s aw a wee bit vague tae me, but I do know that it’s getting awfy close to Hogmanay. So I thought I’d get the pairty started nice and early wi some mair Scotch tunes.

And wha better than my childhood Scotch favourite, Alastair McDonald. Noo you might no have heard o’ him, but roond my way, his cheery smile, moustache and giant banjo, made him a firm favourite. So here he is, gi’in it laldy wi’ ‘Rantin Rovin Robin’.

Alastair McDonald – Rantin Rovin Robin