Classic Scottish Albums: The 100 Greatest Albums Of The Last Five Minutes.
When we're putting together an outline for a new series of Classic Scottish Albums one of the big questions is always this: will we be able to get a new interview with the artists and further will the producer's nervous system be able to cope with the little foibles of agents, managers and record companies in securing said interview?
Oh my Lord, the things we've almost done. Original CSA head honcho Fiona Croall once phoned me and said:
"Listen, love, I know you're busy but you might have to go to Sicily to interview Jim Kerr at his (five star) hotel." I was all, yeah, cool, no problem, let's see if it works with my schedule and then had to affect something other than abject devastation when she called to tell me that actually we could do a phone interview instead. There were also shenanigans with Bobby Gillespie. Not the first time that sentence has been uttered I'll wager. A proposed interview for the Screamadelica edition of CSA was On! Off! On! On! Off! for a number of weeks when, with one day before the final programme edit, I was asked if I could do it in some caff in North London. Tomorrow. Some time between 9 and 3.
No such problems existed for new CSA producer Victoria McArthur in securing an interview with Glasvegas who gave freely of their time and would have given more freely still had Denise Allan ("The Marlon Brando / Godfather of rock and roll" according to cousin and Glasvegas guitarist Rab Allan) not intervened with firm good grace. James and Rab Allan really were a joy to meet and talk with - open, honest, funny, sweet natured if a little weary after an evening of Scrabble with Ian McCulloch of the Bunnymen. In fact their openness seemed to chime so perfectly with the challenging honesty of that first Glasvegas album. So truthful that you kind of go, ouch that really hurts.
A leading magazine published one of those 100 Greatest Albums Of All Time lists some years back and there were some bizarre placings. For example I seem to remember Oasis' relatively contemporaneous Be Here Now (their worst album?) beating Abbey Road and Alanis Morrisette's Jagged Little Pill beating London Calling by a whopping margin. Whit?? It's a risk you take when constructing any of these lists or as in our case deciding what constitutes a Classic Scottish Album. Glasvegas is certainly the youngest of all 22 of the albums we've chosen over the years but for my money is well worth the inclusion. Some will certainly disagree.
What do you think? Any ideas? I know I have loads more Classic Scottish Albums I want to explore, in fact I could sketch out another four series in about ten minutes but I'd also love to hear from you. Please leave comments on the blog with your suggestions.
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