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Bilbao Baggin'....

'Sat here in the Cafe Bar Bilbao, in Plaza Neuva, with a cold glass of white wine and a plate of pintxos (basically the local tapas) waiting to be eaten. Of all the superb bars in all of Bilbao that I tried this is the one I have liked best, atmospheric, a tiled masterpiece with excellent food and very friendly staff.'  I had wanted to come to the city ever since I read about the opening of the Guggenheim Museum some years ago. A jaw-dropping design from Frank Nehry, it literally stopped me in my tracks when I finally set eyes on it. The building is essentially a massive sculpture, reminiscent in part of a huge ship. Clad in titanium, it shimmers and glimmers in the light. Walking around you catch another corner, another angle. Its setting, beside the Rio Nervion is superb, and is a stunning sight from wherever you see it. Even without going in to see the works of art contained within, you have seen something amazing. And then there is Jeff Koons' 'Puppy', flow...

T'Ales from Shropshire....

An upcoming weekend in Shropshire has prompted me to dig this piece out, give it a good dusting, and a few tweaks. This was what happened the last time I visited the area. It started with a great introduction on the way down at the Bridge End Inn, at Ruabon, near Wrexham, a previous CAMRA National Pub of the Year winner. The McGivern family have done a fantastic job in creating a warm and welcoming wet-led pub, complete with in-house brewery. Only a minute or two’s walk from the station, it is well worth a visit. Shrewsbury itself is an attractive town, built around a loop on the river Severn, with some lovely old buildings and open green spaces. It also has some great pubs, including the Salopian Bar, Admiral Benbow, and Woodman. But for me the pick was the Coach and Horses on quiet Swan Hill, with wood-panelling and superb beers from the likes of Salopian and Stonehouse. We stayed in the Shrewsbury Hotel, which is a Wetherlodge, and offered clean, good-value accommodation wi...

A Month of Riffs and Riff Raff....

Over the last month or so  I have had the pleasure of attending no less than 6 fantastic gigs over the past month or so. This excludes local acts that I have seen in pubs in Brighouse where they are free to enter, but who were nonetheless excellent - The Rainey Street Band at Jeremy's, Nick Hall at the Beck. This is more gigs than I have been to in such a short space of time since I was a student, when every night in Manchester there seemed to be someone on. I have already written about the brilliant gigs I went to featuring Neil Young and The Stone Roses recently, but I have also seen a further four over the last few weeks from generally less well-known artists that have all been superb. These were The Deslondes, Kurt Vile, Martin Carthy, and finally Hurray for the Riff Raff. All different, but all masters of their own musical genres. First up were The Deslondes. I loved their eponymous first album when it came out last year, so much so that it ended up in my list of top album...

New Kids On The Block....

Away from all the recent political upheaval, the English lion being vanquished, and the Welsh Dragon roaring, there has been plenty going on in the pub and beer world. Here, in Calderdale, I have recently visited a couple of new places, both different, but both welcome additions to the scene. The first is in Halifax, right beside the Town Hall, and is called the Grayston Unity. This is a new venture for Michael Ainsworth, from Doghouse Promotions, who are well-known for numerous events around the town, most regularly at Arden Road Social Club, but also from time to time at the Minster, where, amongst others, the likes of John Grant and Low have appeared in recent years. On my first visit, I got chatting to Michael, with the sound of Neil Young in the background. He was telling me that he also organises the Halifax Musical Heritage trail, along with Trevor Simpson, the former football referee turned writer, which takes in some unexpected places in the town which have some musical conn...

Cometh The Hour...And Then What?

So after months of build-up, arguments, promises and bold statements, the big vote has taken place. Yes, Thursday, June 23rd, 2016, a day that will go down in the history of this country. Britain woke on the morning after to discover that 52% of the population had voted to leave the EU. It came around, all bleary-eyed and blinking, stumbled out of bed as if it had been to an almighty party the night before, had a little more than it should have done to drink, and the realisation of what it had done started to dawn. Did we really do that? Shit, what happens now? So Cameron, of whom I am no fan, announces he is to resign. Can't blame him really, though. The UK's EU Commissioner has resigned, well, eventually, there will be no job for him. So who sorts it all out? Nobody has stepped up to the plate.  Boris said yesterday there is no rush to invoke Article 50, which kicks off the process of the 2 year withdrawal from the EU. Sorry, but the fact Herr Juncker wishes to start ...

Heroes Return: The Stone Roses, Manchester 15/06/16

I was privileged the other night to go and see The Stone Roses performing their first gig in Manchester for 3 years. My first time seeing them. My mate Jim had managed to get some tickets at a good price, and to make things easier I was invited to stay at his home in Kearsley with his wife Emma and Benny the labrador, where I was made to feel very welcome. Tram from Radcliffe into town, then after a couple of Pints and some food at the Marble Arch we set off on foot to the Etihad Stadium. We got to the venue, got in reasonably quickly, and were greeted by the dulcet tones of Public Enemy. Don't believe the hype, not my cup of tea! The whole build-up was very much a case of home boys coming home. Massive levels of excitement at work, I'd had the chance for tickets on Sunday night, which I declined because I have things to do on a Sunday. So Wednesday it was. After the noise of Public Enemy they appeared, almost on time, just after 9. The opening chords of 'I Wanna Be...

Comes A Time: Neil Young Hits Leeds

Neil Young is unashamedly one of my heroes. I got to see him the other night. Leeds, First Direct Arena, and he was excellent, probably better than I'd dare expect. I'd first come across him way back in 1971 when I got to hear 'After The Goldrush', which was full of some absolutely brilliant tracks. Tunes like the title track, 'Only Love Can Break Your Heart', and 'Southern Man', which rapidly became favourites. Then 'Heart of Gold' came out as a single a few months later and I became a massive fan. So, almost 45 years and countless albums later I finally got to see him live. Now I am spending more time watching live music than at any time since I was a student, it was a no-brainer when I first saw the tickets go on sale for the 'Rebel Content' tour. I haven't got all his albums and some have been a bit hit and miss, but over the years he has come up with some absolute crackers - 'Time Goes By', 'Harvest Moon',...