BBC BROADCAST
School For Genius is a current 4-part series on the BBC in which I visit Primary 7 kids at various schools and teach them some of the techniques employed in my shows - everything from memory techniques to understanding body language and beyond. These same techniques were also been taught to a musician, a 5-times bowls world champion, a karate champion, and a trainee solicitor so that they can use these skills within their own fields of expertise. The whole thing is edited, pruned down into snappy 30-minute programmes, and broadcast each week. It’s just so much FUN!
A repeat of episode 2 goes out on BBC Radio Scotland this Sunday at 3.05pm, and then Episode 3 goes out on Monday Morning at 11.30am.
You can catch up on a couple of the past programmes here, though each episode only remains “live” for a week. http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b00cp4dr
And you can see the video shorts here… http://www.bbc.co.uk/scotland/learning/news_views/2008/07/28/school_genius
Enjoy!
(One of the rather nice by-products of the programme is that it was heard by my cousin, and he got in contact… after almost 40 years! Reunited. Now, we have a flurry of emails going back and forth between myself and my cousins, DEREK and JUNE.) Cool!
FESTIVAL FROLICKS
Wasn’t July great? There was terrific weather – a lot of the time - and suddenly we knew that summer was here. And with summer comes… well, wasps, yes, but also the Edinburgh Festival. Now, one young mind-reader on whom I’ve been keeping an eye is “Young” COLIN MCLEOD. I know that some of you have seen Colin’s talents – and he IS one of the freshest thinkers in our art at this time. The Daily Record has mentioned the word “Incredible”. Chat Magazine: “You’ll be amazed.” Uri Geller has described him as one of the greatest thought readers of our time.” And Scotland’s foremost mind-reader has said of him that he is a “ba’ heid.” (Sorry, Colin. Just kidding!)
Anyway, Colin is putting on a week-long run of shows in Edinburgh. If you live within striking distance, and you like the kind of stuff I do, then I urge you to catch the performance if you possibly can. Let’s support the young up-and-coming talent out there! You’ll find details at www.mentalentertainment.co.uk. The show runs from the 1st till the 7th of August (no show on the 4th) kicking off at 7pm each evening at Tea Tree Tea, 13 Bread Street Edinburgh EH3 9AL. The show lasts one hour, and tickets cost £5 – either reserved, or on the door. See you there!
I was given the opportunity of performing at BBC HEADQUARTERS in GLASGOW this month to promote my series “School For Genius” within the BBC organisation -and as a way of saying thanks to the fantastic BBC crew. (That’s ANNE, PETE, VIC and LUCY.) Now, JEFF ZYCINSKI is the Big Cheese at BBC Scotland and he backed this project all the way… He has a remarkably funny online blog in which he displays a wonderful turn of phrase - and you all know how much I take delight in that. You can check out his brilliant blog here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/blogs/jeffzycinski/
AND…RELAX
I managed to get away for a few days this month, and travelled by car, ferry and bus through the splendour that is our West Coast, exploring the history, the hills, the lochs and the islands. And generally relaxing. Braw!
On another day off (all too rare) I spent a great afternoon at the home of Jazz Guitar Supremo MARCUS FORD. (Remember, he took me a trip across the Southern Highlands in his ‘plane last year?) It was relaxing – and, as always with Marcus, great fun. Thanks chum!
GIGS THIS MONTH
It was a weird and wonderful collection of gigs this month; and all the more fun for that. There was a very swish private party just outside PERTH. Then there was GLEDDOCH HOUSE, Hotel and Golf Club. I had a wonderful time, and an equally wonderful gig, at KEELE UNIVERSITY in Staffordshire. (I’m looking forward to a return gig there at the beginning of next year. I just hope Dan the Sound Man will be there again!) There was the aforementioned gig in the impressive BBC Headquarters, and then it was straight on to a training session at KENMORE, a trip during which my GPS took me by way of Glen Quaich. This is a steep – and I mean pucker-factor 9 steep - single-track road up and over a mountain by way of blind hairpin bends. (If you stall, you’re going to hurtle backwards and drop 1200 feet… It’s not something you want to do. Really, it’s not.)
I also had the pleasure of appearing in a marquee at the KENWICK PARK HOTEL near LOUTH. It was a great gig, despite the fact that we were in a massive marquee and the temperature during the day had been up to a sweltering 29 degrees. Sweaty suit time. And in yet another marquee event, this time at ABERDOUR, I was on with Dorothy Paul – a real stalwart of Scottish TV and theatre. And a funny, funny lady.
What was really nice was that some people who I haven’t seen in a long time found themselves at the venue that evening, though we didn’t have too much time to talk. Hello to SEAN THE SHEEP. And hello to KAREN nee MITCHELL, who grew up just one house away from me in North Berwick, and her husband WILLIE CROWE – we were in the same class at school. It was GREAT to meet up with you after all this time!
The Aberdour show is one of, oh, let me think, yes ONE public performances I have given. Everything else is private and/or corporate… That’s what I’ve always concentrated on. That’s what I like. (My comfort zone!)
However, here’s a heads-up for those who don’t mind a drive into West Lothian. Local theatre. October 24th… Public performance. Stick it in your diary. Details to follow later. (And to GORDON and HILARY GILTRAP… that’s the evening before you’re on in Roslyn Chapel, Edinburgh. You see me… I see you… Hey, how about the UK’s top guitarist as my support act? How cool would THAT be? As long as I get to open for YOU!)
Next month, I’m recording another couple of episodes on The Trisha Show – always exciting, that - along with a few other interesting gigs and projects.
It really has been another great month… For those with whom I have shared a little bit of it, and you with me. Thanks!
Drew
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This month:
PAT QUINN
STEVE HARLEY, along with The Cockney Rebel Crew: BARRY WICKENS JAMES LASCELLES, LINCOLN ANDERSON, ROBBIE GLADWELL and STUART ELLIOT
MARTHA and DAVID TOD
DOUGLAS GILLESPIE
STEVE MASON
GARY JAMES
ANNE MCNAUGHT
VIC GALLOWAY
PETER MCMANUS
AILEEN JOHNSON
RICKY MACZKA
JULIAN DISMORE
SCOTT McANGUS
DOROTHY PAUL
SAM MacKAY
NEIL GRANT
MIKE PICKFORD
DOROTHY PAUL
FIRST, LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT PAT.
I have had the honour of getting to know many wonderful, wonderful people. Unique individuals who add something special to this world in which we live. I have always taken delight in seeking out such people and spending time in their company. What’s more, some of you are reading this right now. You have no idea how much you mean to me (I hope you know who you are. If you THINK you are, then you probably are – I don’t spend time getting to know people I wouldn’t want to have a pint with. Know what I mean?) And because of you, I am truly blessed.
But holding such individuals in close affection has a downside… when you lose one.
And this month, we lost Pat. The world is a sadder place for that.
Let me tell a tiny little bit about Pat Quinn - and please realise that what few words I say can never even hope to get close to capturing the essence of the man. Some of you reading this have had the pleasure of meeting Pat – sharing his presence, and his love of jazz - and of course his wonderful wife, Marion. To those, I know you will nod your heads in agreement.
You will know how much enthusiasm and energy he brought to you. His ridiculous sense of humour. His childlike joy in… well, everything. His infectious love of life that left you trailing breathlessly in his wake. He could inspire confidence like few I have ever known. He just accepted that you were a genius in your chosen field, and treated you as such! It’s no exaggeration to say that he changed my life.
Over the years, as a copywriter, he helped win for his clients just about every advertising award worth winning. And that includes the prestigious Cork Film Festival Grand Prix for Kerrygold Butter – the only British holder of this award. As if that were not enough, in later life his persistent quest for life and learning brought him a combined M.A Ph D. All this, and he took great delight in playing drums on the Edinburgh jazz scene with The Standard Bearers.
For some reason, Pat recognised that I had a modicum of writing talent. Besides editing and publishing my Short Story book, he moulded our friendship into a place where, together, we formed The Association of British Copywriters. We took young hopefuls and gave them the skills that allowed them to jack in their humdrum jobs, get out there, and start their own business in the writing game. Many are still thankful of Pat’s freely given help, advice, natural enthusiasm and encouragement. As am I.
All very impressive. But Pat was much, much more than that. He was a man’s man. When he taught you, he entertained. When he entertained, he taught you. “There’s no future in history…”
I have to confess that Pat had been a hero of mine from the very first moment I clapped eyes on him. 1975. He had just started as a copywriter with Edinburgh-based advertising agency Woolward Royds. Up in the studio, somebody called out that “the new guy – the detective novelist” was outside. During my lunch breaks, I used to take myself off to the typing pool and would bash out my early attempts at short stories on one of the typewriters… and here was somebody; a REAL author! (He was the author of 13 novels with New English Library and Robert Hale.) I joined the others at the window and saw this chap, dressed in a trenchcoat, collar turned up against the drizzle. He looked exactly like a character from one of his books. In that moment, he became one of my heroes, and he remains a hero to this day.
I often had the sheer pleasure of his company as he regaled me with anecdotes that were so funny I occasionally though I might pass out. The story goes that he gained his Private Pilot License, and took Marion up as his first passenger. As he cleared the runway, pierced a cloud, and emerged into the blue yonder, he turned to her and, in mock panic, said: “Where the f*** are we?!”
That’s my kind of humour!
And if you want to hear a real belter of a story when we next meet up, ask me about his Robert Mitchum story… or better yet, his 1976 trip over Bing Crosby’s luggage and the ensuing carnage (an event in which I played a small part.)
At a Burns Night in his lovely house in the Scottish Borders we started with the letter “A” and then worked our way through the alphabet, taking turns to tell jokes about subjects beginning with each letter. He won hands down.
Pat may be gone – a victim of prostate cancer. And there may be a gap in this world – a Pat Quinn shaped gap. But I take a little of what he shared with me. Everywhere. Not just a writing skill (“Of course you can start a sentence with the word “And”. In Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde starts 75 sentences with the word “And”. If it’s good enough for Oscar Wilde…”) So, if you see a twinkle in my eye, it may not be mine, but an echo of Pat. A hero. A mentor. A friend.
I wish you could all have known him. Your life would have been so much richer.
TALKING ABOUT SPECIAL PEOPLE...
I met up with the wonderful STEVE HARLEY and the bunch of reprobates he has for a (Cockney Rebel) band (Only kidding – they are lovely guys. And more than a little talented, it has to be said.) after their outstanding Sold Out gig at The Old Fruitmarket in Glasgow. (Just to give you a taster of this, somebody writing on Steve’s forum stated that he had never seen Steve live before, but he HAD seen Dylan’s famous Glasgow gig, Pink Floyd’s Earl’s Court gig and Springsteen Wembley, and he “genuinely rates this evening with those.” He’s not wrong, you know!
It was great to meet up again with BARRY WICKENS (violin virtuoso) JAMES LASCELLES (Master of percussion and keyboards), LINCOLN ANDERSON (Bass maestro) ROBBIE GLADWELL (Guitar God) and STUART ELLIOT (Drums. Lots of drums.)
But what really made it special is that SH had arranged for a clutch of tickets to be left for me, and so I was in the enviable position of being able to take along one of my favourite music-mad couples, MARTHA and DAVID TOD. (David is the young man who kept me going on the London to Paris bike ride – you’ll no doubt remember THAT tale.) The post-gig banter was up to its usual high standard. Always a joy.
I was telling somebody (Norma, if you must know) about the meeting, and told her how much fun it had been. I was also enthusing how it had been such a joy to introduce really nice people to other really nice people… As she said: “That’s something that happens all too seldom.” A wise lady is Norma. I want to do more of that nice people / nice people introducing thing.
Oh, and while we are on the subject, Steve has a book out published by Halstar entitled “The Impression of Being Relaxed”. It’s a collection of his diary pieces (which I have been following on-line for some time.) The point is, I decided I really wanted a copy, so I sent off my cheque as per the instructions. The book dully arrived with the inscription: “Your cheque has been shredded.” Cool!
And if YOU want a copy, you can find out more at: www.steveharley.com
DOUGLAS’ GIFT
A surprise Birthday present. Delivered to my office. A parcel. From my manager, DOUGLAS GILLESPIE. Inside was a presentation box containing a bottle of 1989 Bowmore single malt (cask strength). A friend asked me if I had tasted it yet, and I told them, “No”, I was saving it for a special occasion. I was told: “Tasting it IS a special occasion.” He’s got a point there!
SCHOOL FOR GENIUS - RADIO
There was a lot of work being put into this one over the past month. I’m just winding up the last little bits for this 4-part series for BBC Radio Scotland. The project involved a mini-gig plus interviews at Lauder Primary School in the Borders, another recording session at Killearn Primary School, and one more at a school in Cambuslang. Radio One DJ VIC GALLOWAY was the presenter for each of those – he is just such a fun bloke, with more energy than a drunken monkey. Hard to keep up with!
I had a great time with another of the BBC recording sessions – this time near St Andrews with the amazing STEVE MASON. Steve is the former front man with the Beta Band (and now Black Affair – album out soon, and I’m sure I’ll keep you up to speed with how that progresses) described as “One of the UK’s great musical pioneers.” And rightly so. But despite all his accolades, Steve has difficulty remembering the lyrics to his own songs. He told me: “At the last gig I sang verse one, then verse three, then verse three…” I taught him several quick-and-easy memory techniques, similar to those taught during the session at a Dundee primary school last month. The whole recording session, with the lovely producer ANNE MCNAUGHT in charge, was just so much fun! Honestly, it can hardly be described as work.
Another recording session took place with a young trainee solicitor, improving her client / social skills by altering her paralanguage and body language to project a more confident image. This time it was PETER MCMANUS on the headphones and giving the whole session a recognisable direction. Thanks also to AILEEN JOHNSON (long suffering wife of my good mate PAUL JOHNSON - who offered such eminently sensible suggestions and contacts. Much obliged, mate.) Aileen played the part of the client, and played it with a really professional flair. She was perfect for the job. Actually, she’s just perfect…
Sadly, I only have one more session to record next month – though it’s a real goodie – and then the project will be tidied up, the team will finish off their editing magic, and it will all be over. I’ll miss the fun. And even more, I’ll miss working with this fun-loving, energetic, enthusiastic BBC crew. To Lucy, Peter, Anne and Vic: thank you for making it such an amazing and enjoyable experience.
Of course, it’s not all over just yet. I’m doing a gig for BBC staff and journalists to help promote the programme. It’s taking place inside the new BBC headquarters at Pacific Quay in Glasgow. If you know the building, you’ll appreciate what a fantastic venue THAT is! (I know quite a few news agencies and journalists receive this newsletter – so if you’re interested, email me back and I’ll give you the details of the when and the where. I’ll also find out if the press department is laying on sandwiches – always a plus, I find.)
Additionally, there’s the transmission. The programme will be going out each Monday morning at 11.30 am for 4 weeks, starting on the 21st of this month (July). You will also be able to use the “Listen Again” facility on the BBC Radio Scotland web site.
And, as if that were not enough, the videos of the experiments and demonstrations that I carried out and were shot for the BBC Education Department during the school gigs will be available to be viewed somewhere online at www.bbc.co.uk/scotland/radioscotland once the whole thing kicks off
TRISHA GODDARD – TELEVISION
I flew down to the studios in Maidstone this month to record another two episodes on The Trisha Show in my role as The Interrogator. I’m getting the hang of it now, and a bit of tinkering with the format means it works even better than before. (Well done, JULIAN DISMORE) And thank you one and all to those of you who watched the episodes that were aired this month and offered such lovely and encouraging comments. It really DOES work, doesn’t it? Of course, that’s down to the crew; from sound and lighting to the runners, the camera crew, and the loony guys in the gallery - and everyone in between. It is THEY who work the magic: I just ask the questions!
Oh, and I must mention a small incident that took place with one of the programme’s counsellors, RICKY MACZKA. Having finished the Wednesday night’s filming we retired to the hotel, to discover that we all had rooms on the same floor. As I got to my room – room 225 – I inserted my key card and opened the door to a spacious room with a flat-screen TV and a huge double bed. Ricky was suddenly behind me in the doorway. “Room 225,” he said, looking at his key card. “This is us…” For a moment, for one horrible moment, he had me going. Apparently my face was a picture.
Nice one, Ricky. I don’t often get caught out!
GIGS AN’ OTHER STUFF FROM THIS MONTH
I had a great little “client night” gig in the DALMAHOY HOTEL – it was loads of fun, as those intimate little gigs always are.
And there was a cracking feature in the Herald and Post following an interview with journalist (and great writer, I have to say) SCOTT McANGUS. By the way, Scott, remember Ella Todd – the lady who passed her driving test, with no faults, at the age of 75? It looks like we’re going to be using her in “School For Genius”. There might be another story there for you!
There were other gigs at ARDOE HOUSE near Aberdeen, and one in the CROWN PLAZA HOTEL, Glasgow. The gig at GLENEAGLES was just so much fun, as was my annual gig for SAM MacKAY at BATHGATE GOLF CLUB (I was also invited to Sam’s 50th birthday party – what a hoot! – and, lovely man that he is, I could just enjoy myself; not perform. I think it was my only night off this month! Cheers, mate. Good company and good food. What could be better?)
There were also gigs at the MANSFIELD HOTEL in ELGIN, and two gigs at the KINLOSS RAF AIRBASE (one for the annual sergeant’s ball, and one for the annual officers’ ball. Not sure which I enjoyed most!) I tell you, these people could teach event organisers a thing or two. The venue. The setting. The food… and the free dodgem rides!
What was great about being in this area was that I got to meet up with NEIL GRANT (With whom I’ve been friends since 1973) and to take advantage of the generosity and hospitality (and free beer) of MIKE PICKFORD, manager of THE EIGHT ACRES HOTEL in ELGIN. Thanks, Mike… I would have been sleeping in a bus shelter – or MOD accommodation - on these nights had it not been for you! Again, I am in your debt. (Mike. October 31. Hallow’een. Still free – call me. Get the message?)
NEXT MONTH
Last recording for “School For Genius” with the 5 times world bowling champion, PLUS the first two episodes of the programme being transmitted. I look forward to seeing how the editing geniuses have taken my shambolic meanderings and turned them into something useful!
I also have jobs on in PERTH, and in GLASGOW, and at KEELE UNIVERSITY. There is a show at the BBC HQ in Glasgow (see above) and I’m plying my skills and techniques for a group in a training session in KENMORE - right in the heart of glorious Perthshire - in a hotel near the shore of Loch Tay, in the shadow of the magnificent Ben Lawers. Heaven.
There is also a gig at Kenwick Park Hotel. Louth?
I am SO looking forward to a gig on Tuesday, July 29 – part of the Aberdour Festival (info at http://www.aberdour-festival/. org.) I’m going to be on in the Festival Marquee in the evening, with that great Scottish icon, DOROTHY PAUL. (Oddly, I am reading her autobiography “Revelations of a Rejected Soprano” at the moment.) I note that my friend GARY JAMES is on in the morning… He had a great interview on Talk107 Radio this month – really funny. He won the accolade of Best Magician in Scotland recently, so he’s well worth catching, he really is. In fact, I might go along early, just to heckle him! Care to join me?
That aside, I’m going away for a few days – can’t believe it. I need a break, but invariably find that just three or four days does the trick. Batteries recharged and back into it at 100mph. So, if you can’t raise me by usual methods of communication it’s because I’m up a mountain / in a river / camping in a wood / on a ferry. Take your pick.
THE END?
As you have no doubt gathered, if you’ve made it this far, it’s been a hectic month. Busy and fun-packed. I have made new friends, and met up with old ones who I treasure beyond anything else.
Finishing as we started, I also lost a dear friend.
So long, Pat. I’ll see you on the other side…
Drew
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This month:
PAT QUINN
STEVE HARLEY, along with The Cockney Rebel Crew: BARRY WICKENS JAMES LASCELLES, LINCOLN ANDERSON, ROBBIE GLADWELL and STUART ELLIOT
MARTHA and DAVID TOD
DOUGLAS GILLESPIE
STEVE MASON
GARY JAMES
ANNE MCNAUGHT
VIC GALLOWAY
PETER MCMANUS
AILEEN JOHNSON
RICKY MACZKA
JULIAN DISMORE
SCOTT McANGUS
DOROTHY PAUL
SAM MacKAY
NEIL GRANT
MIKE PICKFORD
DOROTHY PAUL
FIRST, LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT PAT.
I have had the honour of getting to know many wonderful, wonderful people. Unique individuals who add something special to this world in which we live. I have always taken delight in seeking out such people and spending time in their company. What’s more, some of you are reading this right now. You have no idea how much you mean to me (I hope you know who you are. If you THINK you are, then you probably are – I don’t spend time getting to know people I wouldn’t want to have a pint with. Know what I mean?) And because of you, I am truly blessed.
But holding such individuals in close affection has a downside… when you lose one.
And this month, we lost Pat. The world is a sadder place for that.
Let me tell a tiny little bit about Pat Quinn - and please realise that what few words I say can never even hope to get close to capturing the essence of the man. Some of you reading this have had the pleasure of meeting Pat – sharing his presence, and his love of jazz - and of course his wonderful wife, Marion. To those, I know you will nod your heads in agreement.
You will know how much enthusiasm and energy he brought to you. His ridiculous sense of humour. His childlike joy in… well, everything. His infectious love of life that left you trailing breathlessly in his wake. He could inspire confidence like few I have ever known. He just accepted that you were a genius in your chosen field, and treated you as such! It’s no exaggeration to say that he changed my life.
Over the years, as a copywriter, he helped win for his clients just about every advertising award worth winning. And that includes the prestigious Cork Film Festival Grand Prix for Kerrygold Butter – the only British holder of this award. As if that were not enough, in later life his persistent quest for life and learning brought him a combined M.A Ph D. All this, and he took great delight in playing drums on the Edinburgh jazz scene with The Standard Bearers.
For some reason, Pat recognised that I had a modicum of writing talent. Besides editing and publishing my Short Story book, he moulded our friendship into a place where, together, we formed The Association of British Copywriters. We took young hopefuls and gave them the skills that allowed them to jack in their humdrum jobs, get out there, and start their own business in the writing game. Many are still thankful of Pat’s freely given help, advice, natural enthusiasm and encouragement. As am I.
All very impressive. But Pat was much, much more than that. He was a man’s man. When he taught you, he entertained. When he entertained, he taught you. “There’s no future in history…”
I have to confess that Pat had been a hero of mine from the very first moment I clapped eyes on him. 1975. He had just started as a copywriter with Edinburgh-based advertising agency Woolward Royds. Up in the studio, somebody called out that “the new guy – the detective novelist” was outside. During my lunch breaks, I used to take myself off to the typing pool and would bash out my early attempts at short stories on one of the typewriters… and here was somebody; a REAL author! (He was the author of 13 novels with New English Library and Robert Hale.) I joined the others at the window and saw this chap, dressed in a trenchcoat, collar turned up against the drizzle. He looked exactly like a character from one of his books. In that moment, he became one of my heroes, and he remains a hero to this day.
I often had the sheer pleasure of his company as he regaled me with anecdotes that were so funny I occasionally though I might pass out. The story goes that he gained his Private Pilot License, and took Marion up as his first passenger. As he cleared the runway, pierced a cloud, and emerged into the blue yonder, he turned to her and, in mock panic, said: “Where the f*** are we?!”
That’s my kind of humour!
And if you want to hear a real belter of a story when we next meet up, ask me about his Robert Mitchum story… or better yet, his 1976 trip over Bing Crosby’s luggage and the ensuing carnage (an event in which I played a small part.)
At a Burns Night in his lovely house in the Scottish Borders we started with the letter “A” and then worked our way through the alphabet, taking turns to tell jokes about subjects beginning with each letter. He won hands down.
Pat may be gone – a victim of prostate cancer. And there may be a gap in this world – a Pat Quinn shaped gap. But I take a little of what he shared with me. Everywhere. Not just a writing skill (“Of course you can start a sentence with the word “And”. In Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde starts 75 sentences with the word “And”. If it’s good enough for Oscar Wilde…”) So, if you see a twinkle in my eye, it may not be mine, but an echo of Pat. A hero. A mentor. A friend.
I wish you could all have known him. Your life would have been so much richer.
TALKING ABOUT SPECIAL PEOPLE...
I met up with the wonderful STEVE HARLEY and the bunch of reprobates he has for a (Cockney Rebel) band (Only kidding – they are lovely guys. And more than a little talented, it has to be said.) after their outstanding Sold Out gig at The Old Fruitmarket in Glasgow. (Just to give you a taster of this, somebody writing on Steve’s forum stated that he had never seen Steve live before, but he HAD seen Dylan’s famous Glasgow gig, Pink Floyd’s Earl’s Court gig and Springsteen Wembley, and he “genuinely rates this evening with those.” He’s not wrong, you know!
It was great to meet up again with BARRY WICKENS (violin virtuoso) JAMES LASCELLES (Master of percussion and keyboards), LINCOLN ANDERSON (Bass maestro) ROBBIE GLADWELL (Guitar God) and STUART ELLIOT (Drums. Lots of drums.)
But what really made it special is that SH had arranged for a clutch of tickets to be left for me, and so I was in the enviable position of being able to take along one of my favourite music-mad couples, MARTHA and DAVID TOD. (David is the young man who kept me going on the London to Paris bike ride – you’ll no doubt remember THAT tale.) The post-gig banter was up to its usual high standard. Always a joy.
I was telling somebody (Norma, if you must know) about the meeting, and told her how much fun it had been. I was also enthusing how it had been such a joy to introduce really nice people to other really nice people… As she said: “That’s something that happens all too seldom.” A wise lady is Norma. I want to do more of that nice people / nice people introducing thing.
Oh, and while we are on the subject, Steve has a book out published by Halstar entitled “The Impression of Being Relaxed”. It’s a collection of his diary pieces (which I have been following on-line for some time.) The point is, I decided I really wanted a copy, so I sent off my cheque as per the instructions. The book dully arrived with the inscription: “Your cheque has been shredded.” Cool!
And if YOU want a copy, you can find out more at: www.steveharley.com
DOUGLAS’ GIFT
A surprise Birthday present. Delivered to my office. A parcel. From my manager, DOUGLAS GILLESPIE. Inside was a presentation box containing a bottle of 1989 Bowmore single malt (cask strength). A friend asked me if I had tasted it yet, and I told them, “No”, I was saving it for a special occasion. I was told: “Tasting it IS a special occasion.” He’s got a point there!
SCHOOL FOR GENIUS - RADIO
There was a lot of work being put into this one over the past month. I’m just winding up the last little bits for this 4-part series for BBC Radio Scotland. The project involved a mini-gig plus interviews at Lauder Primary School in the Borders, another recording session at Killearn Primary School, and one more at a school in Cambuslang. Radio One DJ VIC GALLOWAY was the presenter for each of those – he is just such a fun bloke, with more energy than a drunken monkey. Hard to keep up with!
I had a great time with another of the BBC recording sessions – this time near St Andrews with the amazing STEVE MASON. Steve is the former front man with the Beta Band (and now Black Affair – album out soon, and I’m sure I’ll keep you up to speed with how that progresses) described as “One of the UK’s great musical pioneers.” And rightly so. But despite all his accolades, Steve has difficulty remembering the lyrics to his own songs. He told me: “At the last gig I sang verse one, then verse three, then verse three…” I taught him several quick-and-easy memory techniques, similar to those taught during the session at a Dundee primary school last month. The whole recording session, with the lovely producer ANNE MCNAUGHT in charge, was just so much fun! Honestly, it can hardly be described as work.
Another recording session took place with a young trainee solicitor, improving her client / social skills by altering her paralanguage and body language to project a more confident image. This time it was PETER MCMANUS on the headphones and giving the whole session a recognisable direction. Thanks also to AILEEN JOHNSON (long suffering wife of my good mate PAUL JOHNSON - who offered such eminently sensible suggestions and contacts. Much obliged, mate.) Aileen played the part of the client, and played it with a really professional flair. She was perfect for the job. Actually, she’s just perfect…
Sadly, I only have one more session to record next month – though it’s a real goodie – and then the project will be tidied up, the team will finish off their editing magic, and it will all be over. I’ll miss the fun. And even more, I’ll miss working with this fun-loving, energetic, enthusiastic BBC crew. To Lucy, Peter, Anne and Vic: thank you for making it such an amazing and enjoyable experience.
Of course, it’s not all over just yet. I’m doing a gig for BBC staff and journalists to help promote the programme. It’s taking place inside the new BBC headquarters at Pacific Quay in Glasgow. If you know the building, you’ll appreciate what a fantastic venue THAT is! (I know quite a few news agencies and journalists receive this newsletter – so if you’re interested, email me back and I’ll give you the details of the when and the where. I’ll also find out if the press department is laying on sandwiches – always a plus, I find.)
Additionally, there’s the transmission. The programme will be going out each Monday morning at 11.30 am for 4 weeks, starting on the 21st of this month (July). You will also be able to use the “Listen Again” facility on the BBC Radio Scotland web site.
And, as if that were not enough, the videos of the experiments and demonstrations that I carried out and were shot for the BBC Education Department during the school gigs will be available to be viewed somewhere online at www.bbc.co.uk/scotland/radioscotland once the whole thing kicks off
TRISHA GODDARD – TELEVISION
I flew down to the studios in Maidstone this month to record another two episodes on The Trisha Show in my role as The Interrogator. I’m getting the hang of it now, and a bit of tinkering with the format means it works even better than before. (Well done, JULIAN DISMORE) And thank you one and all to those of you who watched the episodes that were aired this month and offered such lovely and encouraging comments. It really DOES work, doesn’t it? Of course, that’s down to the crew; from sound and lighting to the runners, the camera crew, and the loony guys in the gallery - and everyone in between. It is THEY who work the magic: I just ask the questions!
Oh, and I must mention a small incident that took place with one of the programme’s counsellors, RICKY MACZKA. Having finished the Wednesday night’s filming we retired to the hotel, to discover that we all had rooms on the same floor. As I got to my room – room 225 – I inserted my key card and opened the door to a spacious room with a flat-screen TV and a huge double bed. Ricky was suddenly behind me in the doorway. “Room 225,” he said, looking at his key card. “This is us…” For a moment, for one horrible moment, he had me going. Apparently my face was a picture.
Nice one, Ricky. I don’t often get caught out!
GIGS AN’ OTHER STUFF FROM THIS MONTH
I had a great little “client night” gig in the DALMAHOY HOTEL – it was loads of fun, as those intimate little gigs always are.
And there was a cracking feature in the Herald and Post following an interview with journalist (and great writer, I have to say) SCOTT McANGUS. By the way, Scott, remember Ella Todd – the lady who passed her driving test, with no faults, at the age of 75? It looks like we’re going to be using her in “School For Genius”. There might be another story there for you!
There were other gigs at ARDOE HOUSE near Aberdeen, and one in the CROWN PLAZA HOTEL, Glasgow. The gig at GLENEAGLES was just so much fun, as was my annual gig for SAM MacKAY at BATHGATE GOLF CLUB (I was also invited to Sam’s 50th birthday party – what a hoot! – and, lovely man that he is, I could just enjoy myself; not perform. I think it was my only night off this month! Cheers, mate. Good company and good food. What could be better?)
There were also gigs at the MANSFIELD HOTEL in ELGIN, and two gigs at the KINLOSS RAF AIRBASE (one for the annual sergeant’s ball, and one for the annual officers’ ball. Not sure which I enjoyed most!) I tell you, these people could teach event organisers a thing or two. The venue. The setting. The food… and the free dodgem rides!
What was great about being in this area was that I got to meet up with NEIL GRANT (With whom I’ve been friends since 1973) and to take advantage of the generosity and hospitality (and free beer) of MIKE PICKFORD, manager of THE EIGHT ACRES HOTEL in ELGIN. Thanks, Mike… I would have been sleeping in a bus shelter – or MOD accommodation - on these nights had it not been for you! Again, I am in your debt. (Mike. October 31. Hallow’een. Still free – call me. Get the message?)
NEXT MONTH
Last recording for “School For Genius” with the 5 times world bowling champion, PLUS the first two episodes of the programme being transmitted. I look forward to seeing how the editing geniuses have taken my shambolic meanderings and turned them into something useful!
I also have jobs on in PERTH, and in GLASGOW, and at KEELE UNIVERSITY. There is a show at the BBC HQ in Glasgow (see above) and I’m plying my skills and techniques for a group in a training session in KENMORE - right in the heart of glorious Perthshire - in a hotel near the shore of Loch Tay, in the shadow of the magnificent Ben Lawers. Heaven.
There is also a gig at Kenwick Park Hotel. Louth?
I am SO looking forward to a gig on Tuesday, July 29 – part of the Aberdour Festival (info at http://www.aberdour-festival/. org.) I’m going to be on in the Festival Marquee in the evening, with that great Scottish icon, DOROTHY PAUL. (Oddly, I am reading her autobiography “Revelations of a Rejected Soprano” at the moment.) I note that my friend GARY JAMES is on in the morning… He had a great interview on Talk107 Radio this month – really funny. He won the accolade of Best Magician in Scotland recently, so he’s well worth catching, he really is. In fact, I might go along early, just to heckle him! Care to join me?
That aside, I’m going away for a few days – can’t believe it. I need a break, but invariably find that just three or four days does the trick. Batteries recharged and back into it at 100mph. So, if you can’t raise me by usual methods of communication it’s because I’m up a mountain / in a river / camping in a wood / on a ferry. Take your pick.
THE END?
As you have no doubt gathered, if you’ve made it this far, it’s been a hectic month. Busy and fun-packed. I have made new friends, and met up with old ones who I treasure beyond anything else.
Finishing as we started, I also lost a dear friend.
So long, Pat. I’ll see you on the other side…
Drew
May 2008
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THIS MONTH:
Do you live in the ABERDEEN area? If the answer is “yes” then this might be of interest. If “no” then you can safely skip this section.
All my gigs tend to be private/corporate and a lot of you have been asking where it’s possible to catch a show. In fact, I’ve been asked so often that I’ve decided to do something about it… Well, here is your answer. On June 25th I will be doing a supper cabaret gig at THE STAGE DOOR IN ABERDEEN. (That’s a restaurant, not an actual stage door!) Here is the flyer…
My friend EAN JONES of XS promotions runs The Sorbet Club, “Scotland’s Premier Dining and Live Entertainment Experience”. His idea is to offer his customers nice surroundings, great entertainment, and fantastic food – all at a reasonable price. And he has succeeded.
More information and tickets are available from the ABERDEEN BOX OFFICE. Tel: 01224 641122 Mon-Sat 9.30am to 6pm or click here: http://www.boxofficeaberdeen.com/prod-productions_details.asp?pid=1260&venueid=274
Hope to see you there.
Oh, and by the way, for those of you NOT in the Aberdeen area (and that being the case, why are you reading this section?) on 20th and 21st of September there is A TWO DAY FESTIVAL AT STIRLING CASTLE – and I’ll be there. Also, on Friday, 24th of October I will be playing the BATHGATE REGAL THEATRE. So, that covers North of Scotland, the Central Region, and West Lothian… gigs that will be open to everybody. Don’t say I’m not good to you.
Details of the September and October gigs will follow in later newsletters… I bet you can’t wait!
xxx
GIGS THIS MONTH
I had the pleasure of a wee private party gig in BO’NESS. What fun that was! Socialising and showing off – it’s a strange way to make a living. But, honestly, there can be no better. And this little gig just highlighted that. “Bad” Drew also recorded another three episodes as The Interrogator for TRISHA to be shown over the next few weeks – no, I don’t know when they will be transmitted.
I also recorded the first part of “SCHOOL FOR GENIUS” to be transmitted as a four-part programme starting late July on the BBC. What a hoot that was! Making up the crew there is the delicious ANNE, PETER, LOVELY LUCY and Radio 1 and BBC Scotland DJ VIC GALLOWAY as the presenter (You can listen to him on BBC Radio 1 Wednesday/Thursday Midnight till 2am, and on BBC Radio Scotland on Mondays from 8pm until 10pm.) We ended up at a primary school in Dundee, where I demonstrated the art of the impossible and taught them all a system to develop a super-memory. Great fun, and in the coming month we have another three schools to do, plus record the sections with adults putting these skills to use.
Recording “School For genius” led to a spot on the popular FRED MACAULAY morning show during which I gave a demonstration, and Vic plugged our search for adults to attend School For Genius.
Other gigs included one at CAMERON HOUSE ON THE SHORE OF LOCH LOMOND, and another fun presentation at the swanky NORTON HOUSE HOTEL. And my favourite: EIGHT ACRES HOTEL IN ELGIN for my mate, MIKE PICKFORD. Mike, always a pleasure!
xxx
TRAINS
I’ve had a lot of experience of trains lately. (I had a friend whose ambition it was to be run down by a steam train. When it eventually happened, he was chuffed to bits!) Firstly, I took a trip on a steam train. The train followed a circle around Edinburgh, then crossed the mighty Forth Bridge before completing a circle round Fife before returning a few hours later.
Great fun. But this was followed by a very early rise in order to catch an ancient diesel (complete with the old, comfy carriages from the Sixties) at Linlithgow. From there, the train headed out past Glasgow, past Helensburgh and then North along the bank of Loch Lomond. And from there… it was off into the wild blue yonder. And I DO mean wild! The train runs over a viaduct, round the back of Glencoe and across Rannoch Moor, the track resting on piles of stakes to stop the whole lot sinking into the bogs. (It was about the only location where there were no bands of people with cameras and video equipment to capture the sight of the train passing through a Highland landscape.) Onwards along the banks of lochs, through woods, across moor and under the shadow of mighty (still snow-capped!) mountains – and all in glorious sunshine. There was a short stop in Fort William, and then we left Ben Nevis behind, crossed the Glenfinnan viaduct, along the shore past the islands of Eigg and Rhum, and on to Mallaig, a short hop across the water from the island of Skye. All-in-all the return journey took fifteen hours. That’s a lot of time to relax, sleep, read, eat (meals were delivered by the stewards) and watch the wonderful world go by. Literally.
Xxxx
A NOT-TO-BE MISSED SHOW IF YOU LIVE IN THE CENTRAL BELT OF SCOTLAND
Get this. Do you want to see an OUTSTANDING show? Then do yourself a mammoth favour. Get yourself along to The Old Fruitmarket in Glasgow on June 10, and see STEVE HARLEY AND COCKNEY REBEL. I promise you, you will experience a performer and a performance that will stick in your mind for years to come. He’s a true professional, an outstanding entertainer, a fantastic singer/songwriter, and a jolly nice bloke. The band will knock your socks off – guaranteed. Tickets available here…http://www.ticketmaster.co.uk/event/1700404E9C6B62DB
What are you waiting for?
Xxx
Amazing simple home remedies
1. If you're choking on an ice cube, simply pour a cup of boiling water down your throat. Presto! The blockage will instantly remove itself.2. Avoid cutting yourself when slicing vegetables by getting someone else to hold the vegetables while you chop.3. Avoid arguments with the females about lifting the toilet seat - by using the sink.4. For high blood pressure sufferers ~ simply cut yourself and bleed for a few minutes, thus reducing the pressure on your veins. Remember to use a timer.5. A mouse trap placed on top of your alarm clock will prevent you from rolling over and going back to sleep after you hit the snooze button.6. If you have a bad cough, take a large dose of laxatives. Then you'll be afraid to cough.7. You only need two tools in life - wd-40 and duct tape. If it doesn't move and should, use the wd-40. If it shouldn't move and does, use the duct tape.8. Remember - everyone seems normal until you get to know them.9. If you can't fix it with a hammer, you've got an electrical problem.Daily thought:some people are like slinkies - not really good for anything but they bring a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs.
Xxxx
A DAY OFF!
I had a day off. Oh, yes, I did. Just for ME. And what a great day it turned out to be. It started with a meal at the very swanky CENTO TRE RESTAURANT in George Street, Edinburgh. In the company of my manager Douglas (who paid!) and John the manager of the Dunkeld Hilton. Coincidentally, top chef Nick Nairn was at the next table but one… He was my chef when I did a spot on Ready Steady Cook, so we it was nice to say “hello” again.
After a great meal and a couple of glasses of fine wine, I headed off to Another Planet, a shop run by two of the flakiest people I know – Tom and Brendan. Coffee, a laugh and a browse around the shop… they sell some of the amazing gadgets and toys you’ll find this side of La-la land. Make no mistake, this is a shop well worth a visit. However, they are closing down the shop side of things to concentrate on their next project… so they are having a sale! DO get yourself along to Another Planet, 34 Ashley Terrace, Edinburgh… Alternatively, pay a visit to www.toogoodforkids.com and DO check out the X-sail.
In the early evening I met up with BILLY McMURRAY at the Sheraton Hotel where we indulged ourselves exploring the outside, rooftop hydropool and the hammams, laconium, and saunas of the thermal suite (I do wish he hadn’t told his daughter that we were going on a hot date, though!). Let me assure you that seeing Billy lying back in the massive, bubbling hydropool singing “I’m in Heaven” at the top of his voice is NOT a pretty sight!) Good fun, though! And afterwards… a beer.
What a fantastic day.
XXX
AND NOW TO NEXT MONTH…
It’s shaping up to be one of the busiest months ever.
I’m recording more of the BBC’s SCHOOL FOR GENIUS episodes at schools IN LAUDER, KILSYTH and CAMBUSLANG.
I have gigs at, among others, DALMAHOY HOTEL, Edinburgh and ARDOE HOUSE HOTEL just outside Aberdeen.
I am also performing at THE CROWN PLAZA in Glasgow, and at GLENEAGLES in Perthshire. There is a wee private gig at BATHGATE GOLF CLUB for a very good friend of mine, and two gigs at KINLOSS AIR BASE. Oh, yes, and THE STAGE DOOR IN ABERDEEN.
As if all that were not enough, I have two BBQ’s, a recording with Steve Mason, previous front man of THE BETA BAND, and another two episodes of THE TRISHA SHOW to record at THE MAIDSTONE TELEVISION STUDIOS…
Other than that, my time is my own!
Xxxx
FOR THOSE OF YOU WITH BROADBAND A BIT OF TIME ON YOUR HANDS…
Click on this video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBsOeLcUARw
The Power of Ten – mind blowing.
Xxx
SO, THERE WE GO… I cannot believe that’s another month flown past. How scary! But I suppose that’s the way I like it. I’m nowhere near ready yet to “take it easy”.
And remember, the whole point of this newsletter is so that you can hit the REPLY button and let me know what’s going on in YOUR life. It can be really hard to keep in touch with everybody... so, please, drop me a line.
Over and out.
Drew
X
Tel: 01506 873013www.drewmcadam.co.uk
THIS MONTH:
Do you live in the ABERDEEN area? If the answer is “yes” then this might be of interest. If “no” then you can safely skip this section.
All my gigs tend to be private/corporate and a lot of you have been asking where it’s possible to catch a show. In fact, I’ve been asked so often that I’ve decided to do something about it… Well, here is your answer. On June 25th I will be doing a supper cabaret gig at THE STAGE DOOR IN ABERDEEN. (That’s a restaurant, not an actual stage door!) Here is the flyer…
My friend EAN JONES of XS promotions runs The Sorbet Club, “Scotland’s Premier Dining and Live Entertainment Experience”. His idea is to offer his customers nice surroundings, great entertainment, and fantastic food – all at a reasonable price. And he has succeeded.
More information and tickets are available from the ABERDEEN BOX OFFICE. Tel: 01224 641122 Mon-Sat 9.30am to 6pm or click here: http://www.boxofficeaberdeen.com/prod-productions_details.asp?pid=1260&venueid=274
Hope to see you there.
Oh, and by the way, for those of you NOT in the Aberdeen area (and that being the case, why are you reading this section?) on 20th and 21st of September there is A TWO DAY FESTIVAL AT STIRLING CASTLE – and I’ll be there. Also, on Friday, 24th of October I will be playing the BATHGATE REGAL THEATRE. So, that covers North of Scotland, the Central Region, and West Lothian… gigs that will be open to everybody. Don’t say I’m not good to you.
Details of the September and October gigs will follow in later newsletters… I bet you can’t wait!
xxx
GIGS THIS MONTH
I had the pleasure of a wee private party gig in BO’NESS. What fun that was! Socialising and showing off – it’s a strange way to make a living. But, honestly, there can be no better. And this little gig just highlighted that. “Bad” Drew also recorded another three episodes as The Interrogator for TRISHA to be shown over the next few weeks – no, I don’t know when they will be transmitted.
I also recorded the first part of “SCHOOL FOR GENIUS” to be transmitted as a four-part programme starting late July on the BBC. What a hoot that was! Making up the crew there is the delicious ANNE, PETER, LOVELY LUCY and Radio 1 and BBC Scotland DJ VIC GALLOWAY as the presenter (You can listen to him on BBC Radio 1 Wednesday/Thursday Midnight till 2am, and on BBC Radio Scotland on Mondays from 8pm until 10pm.) We ended up at a primary school in Dundee, where I demonstrated the art of the impossible and taught them all a system to develop a super-memory. Great fun, and in the coming month we have another three schools to do, plus record the sections with adults putting these skills to use.
Recording “School For genius” led to a spot on the popular FRED MACAULAY morning show during which I gave a demonstration, and Vic plugged our search for adults to attend School For Genius.
Other gigs included one at CAMERON HOUSE ON THE SHORE OF LOCH LOMOND, and another fun presentation at the swanky NORTON HOUSE HOTEL. And my favourite: EIGHT ACRES HOTEL IN ELGIN for my mate, MIKE PICKFORD. Mike, always a pleasure!
xxx
TRAINS
I’ve had a lot of experience of trains lately. (I had a friend whose ambition it was to be run down by a steam train. When it eventually happened, he was chuffed to bits!) Firstly, I took a trip on a steam train. The train followed a circle around Edinburgh, then crossed the mighty Forth Bridge before completing a circle round Fife before returning a few hours later.
Great fun. But this was followed by a very early rise in order to catch an ancient diesel (complete with the old, comfy carriages from the Sixties) at Linlithgow. From there, the train headed out past Glasgow, past Helensburgh and then North along the bank of Loch Lomond. And from there… it was off into the wild blue yonder. And I DO mean wild! The train runs over a viaduct, round the back of Glencoe and across Rannoch Moor, the track resting on piles of stakes to stop the whole lot sinking into the bogs. (It was about the only location where there were no bands of people with cameras and video equipment to capture the sight of the train passing through a Highland landscape.) Onwards along the banks of lochs, through woods, across moor and under the shadow of mighty (still snow-capped!) mountains – and all in glorious sunshine. There was a short stop in Fort William, and then we left Ben Nevis behind, crossed the Glenfinnan viaduct, along the shore past the islands of Eigg and Rhum, and on to Mallaig, a short hop across the water from the island of Skye. All-in-all the return journey took fifteen hours. That’s a lot of time to relax, sleep, read, eat (meals were delivered by the stewards) and watch the wonderful world go by. Literally.
Xxxx
A NOT-TO-BE MISSED SHOW IF YOU LIVE IN THE CENTRAL BELT OF SCOTLAND
Get this. Do you want to see an OUTSTANDING show? Then do yourself a mammoth favour. Get yourself along to The Old Fruitmarket in Glasgow on June 10, and see STEVE HARLEY AND COCKNEY REBEL. I promise you, you will experience a performer and a performance that will stick in your mind for years to come. He’s a true professional, an outstanding entertainer, a fantastic singer/songwriter, and a jolly nice bloke. The band will knock your socks off – guaranteed. Tickets available here…http://www.ticketmaster.co.uk/event/1700404E9C6B62DB
What are you waiting for?
Xxx
Amazing simple home remedies
1. If you're choking on an ice cube, simply pour a cup of boiling water down your throat. Presto! The blockage will instantly remove itself.2. Avoid cutting yourself when slicing vegetables by getting someone else to hold the vegetables while you chop.3. Avoid arguments with the females about lifting the toilet seat - by using the sink.4. For high blood pressure sufferers ~ simply cut yourself and bleed for a few minutes, thus reducing the pressure on your veins. Remember to use a timer.5. A mouse trap placed on top of your alarm clock will prevent you from rolling over and going back to sleep after you hit the snooze button.6. If you have a bad cough, take a large dose of laxatives. Then you'll be afraid to cough.7. You only need two tools in life - wd-40 and duct tape. If it doesn't move and should, use the wd-40. If it shouldn't move and does, use the duct tape.8. Remember - everyone seems normal until you get to know them.9. If you can't fix it with a hammer, you've got an electrical problem.Daily thought:some people are like slinkies - not really good for anything but they bring a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs.
Xxxx
A DAY OFF!
I had a day off. Oh, yes, I did. Just for ME. And what a great day it turned out to be. It started with a meal at the very swanky CENTO TRE RESTAURANT in George Street, Edinburgh. In the company of my manager Douglas (who paid!) and John the manager of the Dunkeld Hilton. Coincidentally, top chef Nick Nairn was at the next table but one… He was my chef when I did a spot on Ready Steady Cook, so we it was nice to say “hello” again.
After a great meal and a couple of glasses of fine wine, I headed off to Another Planet, a shop run by two of the flakiest people I know – Tom and Brendan. Coffee, a laugh and a browse around the shop… they sell some of the amazing gadgets and toys you’ll find this side of La-la land. Make no mistake, this is a shop well worth a visit. However, they are closing down the shop side of things to concentrate on their next project… so they are having a sale! DO get yourself along to Another Planet, 34 Ashley Terrace, Edinburgh… Alternatively, pay a visit to www.toogoodforkids.com and DO check out the X-sail.
In the early evening I met up with BILLY McMURRAY at the Sheraton Hotel where we indulged ourselves exploring the outside, rooftop hydropool and the hammams, laconium, and saunas of the thermal suite (I do wish he hadn’t told his daughter that we were going on a hot date, though!). Let me assure you that seeing Billy lying back in the massive, bubbling hydropool singing “I’m in Heaven” at the top of his voice is NOT a pretty sight!) Good fun, though! And afterwards… a beer.
What a fantastic day.
XXX
AND NOW TO NEXT MONTH…
It’s shaping up to be one of the busiest months ever.
I’m recording more of the BBC’s SCHOOL FOR GENIUS episodes at schools IN LAUDER, KILSYTH and CAMBUSLANG.
I have gigs at, among others, DALMAHOY HOTEL, Edinburgh and ARDOE HOUSE HOTEL just outside Aberdeen.
I am also performing at THE CROWN PLAZA in Glasgow, and at GLENEAGLES in Perthshire. There is a wee private gig at BATHGATE GOLF CLUB for a very good friend of mine, and two gigs at KINLOSS AIR BASE. Oh, yes, and THE STAGE DOOR IN ABERDEEN.
As if all that were not enough, I have two BBQ’s, a recording with Steve Mason, previous front man of THE BETA BAND, and another two episodes of THE TRISHA SHOW to record at THE MAIDSTONE TELEVISION STUDIOS…
Other than that, my time is my own!
Xxxx
FOR THOSE OF YOU WITH BROADBAND A BIT OF TIME ON YOUR HANDS…
Click on this video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBsOeLcUARw
The Power of Ten – mind blowing.
Xxx
SO, THERE WE GO… I cannot believe that’s another month flown past. How scary! But I suppose that’s the way I like it. I’m nowhere near ready yet to “take it easy”.
And remember, the whole point of this newsletter is so that you can hit the REPLY button and let me know what’s going on in YOUR life. It can be really hard to keep in touch with everybody... so, please, drop me a line.
Over and out.
Drew
X
April 2008
Drew McAdam: APRIL 2008 NEWSLETTERTel: 01506 873013www.drewmcadam.co.uk
Hi there, and welcome to the April 2008 newsletter/diary.
This is the only way I can think of keeping in touch with everybody; by that I mean I want YOU to keep in touch with me! So, take a moment or two and let me know what’s going on in your life. Please.
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STARTS
Just a quick heads up – at short notice… My next appearance on The Trisha Show is on Thursday May 1st. Channel 5. 10.30am. (Aye, that’s tomorrow. Or today, if you’re reading it today… is this making sense to anybody?)
GIGS THIS MONTH…
I had some truly memorable gigs during April, starting with the launch of the new Lamborghini. I was also back on stage for a medical crowd (remember the travelling gynaecologists?) who just keep bringing me back, at Edinburgh University. I did another for a local charity group – I had promised to do it some time ago, so it was time to keep that promise – and I had a ball!
There were also gigs at Dalmahoy Hotel (seems like I’m never away from that place, and that’s no bad thing!) and another fantastic night – for another medical group – at the very swish Balbirnie House in Fife.
I don’t know why, but I seem to be enjoying performing even more than usual these days… It’s great when you get a run of really fun gigs when the participants and the audience are simply “up for it”. Best job in the world, mate!
PAPERS
The papers took an unusual level of interest in my wanderings lately, including the locals and the nationals, with a couple of huge features and the usual spooky photographs. I also had the fun of answering ten questions for one of our evening papers, about Edinburgh… You can check out my inane answers here: http://news.scotsman.com/opinion/Ten-Questions-Drew-McAdam.4020852.jp
RADIO
I also had a great meeting with the producers of the show we’re working on at the moment: School for Genius (working title) for BBC radio. They are a great team, and I’m honoured to be working with such fertile, creative minds who have such great enthusiasm for the project. Recording of part-1 begins next month.
THOSE MAGNIFICENT MEN…
I rarely mention family – mine, or yours – in my newsletter, but I have to tell you about my son, Andy. He is the luckiest soul alive. He enters competitions and wins them… regularly and always. He’s won more stuff than you can imagine, including travel and tickets for top gigs, days out in sports cars and so on. He has landed himself prizes too many to mention. Anyway, one of his recent wins was microlight flights for two… So, this month saw me take to the air over my old stamping ground of East Lothian. From the tiny airfield we buzzed off towards Edinburgh, and then back along the coast line past my old home town of North Berwick, over Tantallon Castle, and then out to the amazing Bas Rock, which looks positively alive with seabird life. Honestly, words can’t describe it.
So, if you’re looking for an unusual gift certificate for somebody, check out the guys at www.eosm.co.uk by the way, thank you for the wonderful experience, George and Gordon… and Andy for the free flight ticket!
That’s me in the back waving – glad you can’t see the fixed grin.
That’s NOT me, but it IS The Bass Rock. See all the white stuff? That, believe it or not is gannets – millions of ‘em.
PLAY
Thanks to the entertainment editor of the Edinburgh Evening News, Liam Rudden, I was invited along with some of his friends to see the play: Mrs Brown’s last Wedding, written by and starring Brendan O’Carroll. You know when you come out of the theatre and your cheek muscles are glowing and your sides still aching from laughter? It happens all too infrequently, doesn’t it? But what a thrill when it does… and this is one funny, funny play that just hit all the right buttons for me.
TELLY
Two episodes of The Interrogator on the Trisha show aired this week – thanks for all the feedback from those who receive this newsletter. I’m not a great fan of watching myself on the TV; I tend to squint out from between the cracks in my fingers. So, your feedback meant a lot.
WEB
I was interested to discover that lightning-fast chef Ainsley Harriot (If you live in the UK, you know who he is!) has a Bebo web page… I don’t understand these social networking thingummys, but I was delighted that he has chosen my appearance on ready Steady Cook as his video clip. Cool!
http://www.bebo.com/Profile.jsp?MemberId=4026062878
NEXT MONTH:
I’m looking forward to a fun-packed month ahead. We will be recording and filming School For Genius in Dundee, I have more Trisha to film, I’m off over the Forth Rail Bridge on a steam train, and taking another trip waaaay up North to Fort William and Mallaig by train. There are also gigs, including one at Norton House in Edinburgh and a gig I’m really looking forward to in Elgin.
Have a great May, one and all. The sun is on its way… surely.
Drew
Hi there, and welcome to the April 2008 newsletter/diary.
This is the only way I can think of keeping in touch with everybody; by that I mean I want YOU to keep in touch with me! So, take a moment or two and let me know what’s going on in your life. Please.
By the way, if you have no wish to receive further issues - just hit reply and enter "unsubscribe" in the subject box. I won't take offence!
STARTS
Just a quick heads up – at short notice… My next appearance on The Trisha Show is on Thursday May 1st. Channel 5. 10.30am. (Aye, that’s tomorrow. Or today, if you’re reading it today… is this making sense to anybody?)
GIGS THIS MONTH…
I had some truly memorable gigs during April, starting with the launch of the new Lamborghini. I was also back on stage for a medical crowd (remember the travelling gynaecologists?) who just keep bringing me back, at Edinburgh University. I did another for a local charity group – I had promised to do it some time ago, so it was time to keep that promise – and I had a ball!
There were also gigs at Dalmahoy Hotel (seems like I’m never away from that place, and that’s no bad thing!) and another fantastic night – for another medical group – at the very swish Balbirnie House in Fife.
I don’t know why, but I seem to be enjoying performing even more than usual these days… It’s great when you get a run of really fun gigs when the participants and the audience are simply “up for it”. Best job in the world, mate!
PAPERS
The papers took an unusual level of interest in my wanderings lately, including the locals and the nationals, with a couple of huge features and the usual spooky photographs. I also had the fun of answering ten questions for one of our evening papers, about Edinburgh… You can check out my inane answers here: http://news.scotsman.com/opinion/Ten-Questions-Drew-McAdam.4020852.jp
RADIO
I also had a great meeting with the producers of the show we’re working on at the moment: School for Genius (working title) for BBC radio. They are a great team, and I’m honoured to be working with such fertile, creative minds who have such great enthusiasm for the project. Recording of part-1 begins next month.
THOSE MAGNIFICENT MEN…
I rarely mention family – mine, or yours – in my newsletter, but I have to tell you about my son, Andy. He is the luckiest soul alive. He enters competitions and wins them… regularly and always. He’s won more stuff than you can imagine, including travel and tickets for top gigs, days out in sports cars and so on. He has landed himself prizes too many to mention. Anyway, one of his recent wins was microlight flights for two… So, this month saw me take to the air over my old stamping ground of East Lothian. From the tiny airfield we buzzed off towards Edinburgh, and then back along the coast line past my old home town of North Berwick, over Tantallon Castle, and then out to the amazing Bas Rock, which looks positively alive with seabird life. Honestly, words can’t describe it.
So, if you’re looking for an unusual gift certificate for somebody, check out the guys at www.eosm.co.uk by the way, thank you for the wonderful experience, George and Gordon… and Andy for the free flight ticket!
That’s me in the back waving – glad you can’t see the fixed grin.
That’s NOT me, but it IS The Bass Rock. See all the white stuff? That, believe it or not is gannets – millions of ‘em.
PLAY
Thanks to the entertainment editor of the Edinburgh Evening News, Liam Rudden, I was invited along with some of his friends to see the play: Mrs Brown’s last Wedding, written by and starring Brendan O’Carroll. You know when you come out of the theatre and your cheek muscles are glowing and your sides still aching from laughter? It happens all too infrequently, doesn’t it? But what a thrill when it does… and this is one funny, funny play that just hit all the right buttons for me.
TELLY
Two episodes of The Interrogator on the Trisha show aired this week – thanks for all the feedback from those who receive this newsletter. I’m not a great fan of watching myself on the TV; I tend to squint out from between the cracks in my fingers. So, your feedback meant a lot.
WEB
I was interested to discover that lightning-fast chef Ainsley Harriot (If you live in the UK, you know who he is!) has a Bebo web page… I don’t understand these social networking thingummys, but I was delighted that he has chosen my appearance on ready Steady Cook as his video clip. Cool!
http://www.bebo.com/Profile.jsp?MemberId=4026062878
NEXT MONTH:
I’m looking forward to a fun-packed month ahead. We will be recording and filming School For Genius in Dundee, I have more Trisha to film, I’m off over the Forth Rail Bridge on a steam train, and taking another trip waaaay up North to Fort William and Mallaig by train. There are also gigs, including one at Norton House in Edinburgh and a gig I’m really looking forward to in Elgin.
Have a great May, one and all. The sun is on its way… surely.
Drew
March 2008
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Drew McAdam: MARCH 2008 NEWSLETTER
‘ello, again!
There was a fair amount of travelling this month again – nothing wrong with that; it’s easier than digging ditches, I reckon!
I spent a couple of days at Maidstone TV studios recording a few episodes of the “Trisha Show”. For those outside the UK who don’t know what that is, it’s a remarkably popular daytime chat show that’s been running here for years. I am being used as a Human Lie Detector, (I AM the Interrogator) and for those who have seen my show you’ll know how much I enjoy that facet of my presentation! It was a real thrill to work with the team there – and they really ARE a team. I spent the day with them making the promotional short videos that will be played on some of the other episodes, and the rest of my time in the Interrogation Suite, where the cameras were running while I was “doing my thing” to get at the truth of the situation.
I also spent a bit of time in The Gallery, with some really fun people who seemed to spend their time pointing at a bank of monitors and shouting camera numbers… I’m sure it’s actually more complicated than that, and I certainly didn’t have a clue what they were actually doing. For my part, the pieces to camera and reading the auto-cue was a doddle!
The day meant I had the great pleasure of working with John Redshaw and the Counsellors - the lovely Tina Kirk, and Ricky Maczka, one of the most fascinating people I have ever met.
ALL FOR MARTHA’S WEDDING
It was a huge delight for me to attend the wedding of Dave and Martha, two of the sweetest people you could hope to meet. Dave, you may recall, was the chap with whom I completed the charity cycle from London to Paris last year. The happy couple were heading off to Paris for their honeymoon and David turned to me and said: “It won’t be the same without you!”
I’ll bet it won’t!
GIGS
Had a great gig at Cameron House by Loch Lomond for top chef-proprietor of Gleneagles, Andrew Fairley. What a lovely, charming fella’ he is. And his staff members are great, too. Must sample their wares at Gleneagles some time!
I also had a wonderful gig at “29” in Royal Exchange Squarer, Glasgow for a banquet room full of insurance people. I had a ball, and I reckon they did, too.
There was a wee lecture in West Lothian (hi, guys!) and then it was off to the Avonbridge Hotel near Hamilton for a cracking gig – despite starting off fighting with a crackling PA… Hotel PA systems, they should all be burned! I also had a weird – but very enjoyable - little gig at a showhouse in Braehead, Glasgow.
With all that out of the way, there was a walkabout-gig at The Sheraton in Edinburgh. Weird, occasionally I find it hard to really get “in the mood” - it’s like you’re just not firing on all cylinders - and this was one such time. However, the client wrote a lovely, glowing testimonial so I must have done something right!
I also had a meeting with the BBC (Radio Scotland) about a 4-part series we’re working on. This meant coffee and sandwiches in the company of the lovely Anne McNaught – I could think of worse ways of spending a couple of hours!
OUT OF LINE
I bought a new phone for my office. Well, actually, an OLD phone. It’s red and its bakelite; it looks like the Hot Line from these old films. It has the double-bell ring and the old clunky whrr-whrr-whrrclick dialling disk. But nostalgia ain’t what it used to be… although it works on the new ‘phone lines, things come to a complete halt when you contact one of these call trees: “For general enquiries, press one, followed by hash…” because it doesn’t HAVE a hash symbol. And as for retrieving my voice mail “press button one”… There IS no button to press! (Sigh!)
KILTS ACROSS AMERICA
Let me introduce Colin Read. He’s a photographer whom I met at a gig in Glasgow a while back. He’s doing something remarkable by attempting to raise £250,000 for Moebius research after his son George was born with this rare congenital disorder which, to date, has no cure. Basically, the main feature is the absence of the 6th and 7th cranial nerves which control facial expression. These nerves allow us to blink and move our eyes laterally… and to smile. Imagine never being able to smile. Anyway Colin and his pal Iain are doing a TWO MEN, TWO BIKES, TWA’ KILTS ride across America. You can read about it here: www.kiltsacrossamerica.co.uk. DO visit the site.
AND TALKING ABOUT KILTS AND STUFF…
You know you are a true Jock if.......
1. Ye can properly pronounce McConnochie, Ecclefechan, Milngavie, Sauchiehall, Auchtermuchty and Awfurfuksake
2. Ye actually like deep fried pizza fae the chippie
3. Yer used tae four seasons in wan day
4. Ye cannae pass a chip/kebab shop withoot sleverin when yer blootert.
5. Ye kin fall aboot pished withoot spillin yer drink.
6. Ye see people wearin shell suits wi Burberry accessories - Pure Dead Class!
7. Ye measure distance in minutes.
8. Ye kin understaun Rab C. Nesbitt and know characters jist like him in yer ain family
9. Ye go tae Saltcoats cos ye think its like gaun tae the ocean
10. Ye kin make hael sentences jist wae sweer words
11. Ye know whit haggis is made of and still like eating it.
12. Somedy ye ken his used a fitba schedule tae plan thur weddin date.
13. Ye've been at a wedding and fitba scores are announced in the church/Chapel
14. Ye urny surprised tae find curries, pizzas, kebabs, fish n chips, irn-bru, fags and nappies all in the wan shop.
15. Ye know Irn-bru is a hangover cure.
16. Ye learnt tae sweer afore ye learnt tae dae sums.
17. Ye actually understaun this and ur gonnae send this tae yer pals.
18. Finally, you are 100% True Jock if you have ever said/heard thesephrases:Hoos it hingin?Clarty, Boggin, Cludgie, Pished, Get it up ye, Wee beasties, Erse bandit, Amurny, Away an bile yer heid, Peely-wally, Humphy backit, Ba' heid, Baw bag, Dubble nugget
Cheers, and see you next month. Have a good one!
Best wishes,
Drew
www.mindplay.co.uk
Drew McAdam: MARCH 2008 NEWSLETTER
‘ello, again!
There was a fair amount of travelling this month again – nothing wrong with that; it’s easier than digging ditches, I reckon!
I spent a couple of days at Maidstone TV studios recording a few episodes of the “Trisha Show”. For those outside the UK who don’t know what that is, it’s a remarkably popular daytime chat show that’s been running here for years. I am being used as a Human Lie Detector, (I AM the Interrogator) and for those who have seen my show you’ll know how much I enjoy that facet of my presentation! It was a real thrill to work with the team there – and they really ARE a team. I spent the day with them making the promotional short videos that will be played on some of the other episodes, and the rest of my time in the Interrogation Suite, where the cameras were running while I was “doing my thing” to get at the truth of the situation.
I also spent a bit of time in The Gallery, with some really fun people who seemed to spend their time pointing at a bank of monitors and shouting camera numbers… I’m sure it’s actually more complicated than that, and I certainly didn’t have a clue what they were actually doing. For my part, the pieces to camera and reading the auto-cue was a doddle!
The day meant I had the great pleasure of working with John Redshaw and the Counsellors - the lovely Tina Kirk, and Ricky Maczka, one of the most fascinating people I have ever met.
ALL FOR MARTHA’S WEDDING
It was a huge delight for me to attend the wedding of Dave and Martha, two of the sweetest people you could hope to meet. Dave, you may recall, was the chap with whom I completed the charity cycle from London to Paris last year. The happy couple were heading off to Paris for their honeymoon and David turned to me and said: “It won’t be the same without you!”
I’ll bet it won’t!
GIGS
Had a great gig at Cameron House by Loch Lomond for top chef-proprietor of Gleneagles, Andrew Fairley. What a lovely, charming fella’ he is. And his staff members are great, too. Must sample their wares at Gleneagles some time!
I also had a wonderful gig at “29” in Royal Exchange Squarer, Glasgow for a banquet room full of insurance people. I had a ball, and I reckon they did, too.
There was a wee lecture in West Lothian (hi, guys!) and then it was off to the Avonbridge Hotel near Hamilton for a cracking gig – despite starting off fighting with a crackling PA… Hotel PA systems, they should all be burned! I also had a weird – but very enjoyable - little gig at a showhouse in Braehead, Glasgow.
With all that out of the way, there was a walkabout-gig at The Sheraton in Edinburgh. Weird, occasionally I find it hard to really get “in the mood” - it’s like you’re just not firing on all cylinders - and this was one such time. However, the client wrote a lovely, glowing testimonial so I must have done something right!
I also had a meeting with the BBC (Radio Scotland) about a 4-part series we’re working on. This meant coffee and sandwiches in the company of the lovely Anne McNaught – I could think of worse ways of spending a couple of hours!
OUT OF LINE
I bought a new phone for my office. Well, actually, an OLD phone. It’s red and its bakelite; it looks like the Hot Line from these old films. It has the double-bell ring and the old clunky whrr-whrr-whrrclick dialling disk. But nostalgia ain’t what it used to be… although it works on the new ‘phone lines, things come to a complete halt when you contact one of these call trees: “For general enquiries, press one, followed by hash…” because it doesn’t HAVE a hash symbol. And as for retrieving my voice mail “press button one”… There IS no button to press! (Sigh!)
KILTS ACROSS AMERICA
Let me introduce Colin Read. He’s a photographer whom I met at a gig in Glasgow a while back. He’s doing something remarkable by attempting to raise £250,000 for Moebius research after his son George was born with this rare congenital disorder which, to date, has no cure. Basically, the main feature is the absence of the 6th and 7th cranial nerves which control facial expression. These nerves allow us to blink and move our eyes laterally… and to smile. Imagine never being able to smile. Anyway Colin and his pal Iain are doing a TWO MEN, TWO BIKES, TWA’ KILTS ride across America. You can read about it here: www.kiltsacrossamerica.co.uk. DO visit the site.
AND TALKING ABOUT KILTS AND STUFF…
You know you are a true Jock if.......
1. Ye can properly pronounce McConnochie, Ecclefechan, Milngavie, Sauchiehall, Auchtermuchty and Awfurfuksake
2. Ye actually like deep fried pizza fae the chippie
3. Yer used tae four seasons in wan day
4. Ye cannae pass a chip/kebab shop withoot sleverin when yer blootert.
5. Ye kin fall aboot pished withoot spillin yer drink.
6. Ye see people wearin shell suits wi Burberry accessories - Pure Dead Class!
7. Ye measure distance in minutes.
8. Ye kin understaun Rab C. Nesbitt and know characters jist like him in yer ain family
9. Ye go tae Saltcoats cos ye think its like gaun tae the ocean
10. Ye kin make hael sentences jist wae sweer words
11. Ye know whit haggis is made of and still like eating it.
12. Somedy ye ken his used a fitba schedule tae plan thur weddin date.
13. Ye've been at a wedding and fitba scores are announced in the church/Chapel
14. Ye urny surprised tae find curries, pizzas, kebabs, fish n chips, irn-bru, fags and nappies all in the wan shop.
15. Ye know Irn-bru is a hangover cure.
16. Ye learnt tae sweer afore ye learnt tae dae sums.
17. Ye actually understaun this and ur gonnae send this tae yer pals.
18. Finally, you are 100% True Jock if you have ever said/heard thesephrases:Hoos it hingin?Clarty, Boggin, Cludgie, Pished, Get it up ye, Wee beasties, Erse bandit, Amurny, Away an bile yer heid, Peely-wally, Humphy backit, Ba' heid, Baw bag, Dubble nugget
Cheers, and see you next month. Have a good one!
Best wishes,
Drew
February 2008
Drew McAdam: FEBRUARY 2008 NEWSLETTERTel: 01506 873013
www.mindplay.co.uk
Hi, how are you? In fine fettle and bursting with energy, I hope. Anyway, here’s what’s been happening in my strange little world this month… Oh, and I have included some definitions as some of you seem to really like ‘em.
(If you receive this it's because we've had some dealings in the past, you're a personal friend, or because you've expressed an interest in receiving the newsletter… or all of the above. However, if you have no wish to receive further issues - just hit reply and enter "unsubscribe" in the subject box. I won't take offence!)
Mentioned in dispatches…
DR SUNIL SHARMA PHD
SCOTT CUTHBERTSON
FRANK ROBB
BOB BURNS
JAY TAILOR
RON McMANUS
MALCOLM ALLSOP
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
BASKET (N): A SHORT NAP IN THE SUN.
I had a cracking little gig at the exclusive 1 Devonshire Gardens in Glasgow. That gave me the opportunity to meet up with DR SUNIL SHARMA PHD, (author of “From Here To Happiness” and a new TV personality – well done, mate!) We had a great little meeting with lots to discuss, and the possibility of working with him on a future project. A few nights later I was back in the Glasgow area for a charity bash at the Glynhill Hotel. It was a roaring success, due in no small part to the hard work and dedication of top magician SCOTT CUTHBERTSON.
ASSASSINATION (N): AN ARRANGEMENT TO MEET A DONKEY.
And then it was on to Falkirk where I had the really great pleasure of meeting, and performing alongside, the amazing FRANK ROBB – a funny, funny man. “…the most original and truly different act in Scotland just now” says The Stage. Suffice it to say, I’m glad I didn’t have to follow him!
DICTATOR (N): HILARIOUSLY SHAPED, EDIBLE TUBER.
I was back at The Dalmahoy Hotel AGAIN for a private after-dinner gig, and I must say it was one of the most enjoyable I’ve had in a long time. Dunno’ why, but sometimes everything just works out sweet, and you know you’ve had a really special time… And, more importantly, so have those who attended. I was also at Gleneagles in the company of my fine manager, where I met top chef Andrew Fairley. (Long story.)
INNUENDO (N): ITALIAN SUPPOSITORY.
I was up in Aberdeen this month where I gave a lecture to a bunch of some of the nicest people I’ve met in a long time (you know who you are!) Thank you for your hospitality… it was fun, wasn’t it? While there, I stayed with fellow exponent of the Dark Arts, BOB BURNS and his wife, LEIGH. Great company. Great conversation – and a lot of laughs. Thank you for your overwhelming hospitality.
DIPTHONG (V): TO WASH A LADY'S UNDERGARMENT.
I seem to have been in Glasgow a great deal this month; not that this is a bad thing. But one of the real pleasures was a night off and a great meal with friends including DAVE, MARTHA, SUNIL, and KENNY. The whole thing was organised by JAY TAILOR. And what a very special person he is. Besides running a very successful medical company, Jay is also the driving force behind a remarkable charity called the U Foundation which works in Zambia. It was he who talked me into cycling the 300 miles to Paris from London last year. … And while we are on the subject. If you visit www.theufoundation.org you will see a photograph of several cyclists pushing on along the road.. the one who is obviously struggling is me. Nice one! And while you are on the page you can click on the section labelled “click here to view the full brochure” and give serious consideration to pedalling from London to Paris this year. It IS possible, you’ll enjoy it (when it’s all over and you’re drinking beer under the Eiffel Tower) and you’ll be doing something good for a very worthwhile cause. I recommend it!
PROPAGANDA (N): A WOODEN SUPPORT FOR ONE-LEGGED MALE GEESE.
I was interviewed by a lovely fella’ called RON MCMANUS for a feature in The Weekly News. Ron is fascinating company, who has a wealth of knowledge about everything, a great sense of humour, and more stories to tell than you can shake a stick at. By the way, the article is, I am reliably informed, to be published this week. You’ll be able to read it by picking up a copy of The Weekly news from Thursday onwards. I only hope he has been kind to me!
DUMPLING (N): SMALL LUMP OF EXCREMENT.
I rarely mention my family or personal matters (mine or anybody else’s) in these newsletters. However, my youngest is off to Australia for five months before settling down into the real world. Now I always thought that backpacking would be arduous and challenging… so how come I keep getting stories of surfing and sunbathing along with photographs of cocktails and swimming pools overlooking incredible scenery? Still, it was hard to wave goodbye for that length of time.
GASTRONOME (N): SMALL PERSON PRONE TO EXCESS WIND.
I had a great meeting with a fascinating guy called MALCOLM ALLSOP, executive producer of the ever-popular Trisha Goddard Show (did you know that besides Channel 5 it also goes out in Australia, New Zealand and throughout Africa? No, neither did I.) Anyway, the upshot is that I will be filming as one of the team’s “specialists” on a couple of episodes next month. I am SO looking forward to this project, I can’t tell you. They seem like a lovely bunch to work with.
However… the production company is based in Norwich. So, I was driven back to Norwich airport and dropped by the driver at the terminal building. On entering, I was greeted by a huge queue at the ticket desk. Uh-oh, that can’t be good… All flights cancelled due to fog.
BMI, give them their due, organised transport to a local hotel, where we would be picked up the following morning. However, I checked on the web and discovered that the thick fog which had caused all the trouble was unlikely to lift for AT LEAST 24 hours. So, smart little me, I went and rented a car to drive back to Edinburgh.
Anybody spot the flaw in all of this?
Yeah, if the fog was bad enough to ground all the aircraft, then the roads were likely to be foggy, too. In fact, it was so bad that I only found the car in the car park by wandering around with the remote key fob, pressing the unlock button till I could make out the amber indicators flashing at me. I felt like I was the only person in the world; though there was probably a bunch of us doing the same thing.
Eighty eye-straining miles in thick fog (and -5c temperatures) where I would have been quicker getting out and feeling my way along the white lines (not recommended) before the fog thinned. The result? It was 4.30am in the morning before I made it home.
…and of course MY car was still at Edinburgh Secure Airpark.
Seen the film Trains, Planes and Automobiles? I’ve lived it, mate!
AND NEXT MONTH…
As already mentioned there is an interview and feature in The Weekly News (due out on Thursday) and two episodes of the Trisha show. Dave and Martha are getting married (‘ray!) Other highlights include Cameron House Hotel on Loch Lomond. I’m back in Glasgow for another gig, and a lecture in West Lothian. There is also a private gig at the Avonbridge Hotel and another in Renfrew and another in Edinburgh.
It’s hotting up to be another cracking month. I hope yours is, too.
And remember, it would be lovely to hear from you, with YOUR news. It’s the only way I can keep in touch these days.
Best wishes to you,
Drew
www.mindplay.co.uk
www.mindplay.co.uk
Hi, how are you? In fine fettle and bursting with energy, I hope. Anyway, here’s what’s been happening in my strange little world this month… Oh, and I have included some definitions as some of you seem to really like ‘em.
(If you receive this it's because we've had some dealings in the past, you're a personal friend, or because you've expressed an interest in receiving the newsletter… or all of the above. However, if you have no wish to receive further issues - just hit reply and enter "unsubscribe" in the subject box. I won't take offence!)
Mentioned in dispatches…
DR SUNIL SHARMA PHD
SCOTT CUTHBERTSON
FRANK ROBB
BOB BURNS
JAY TAILOR
RON McMANUS
MALCOLM ALLSOP
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
BASKET (N): A SHORT NAP IN THE SUN.
I had a cracking little gig at the exclusive 1 Devonshire Gardens in Glasgow. That gave me the opportunity to meet up with DR SUNIL SHARMA PHD, (author of “From Here To Happiness” and a new TV personality – well done, mate!) We had a great little meeting with lots to discuss, and the possibility of working with him on a future project. A few nights later I was back in the Glasgow area for a charity bash at the Glynhill Hotel. It was a roaring success, due in no small part to the hard work and dedication of top magician SCOTT CUTHBERTSON.
ASSASSINATION (N): AN ARRANGEMENT TO MEET A DONKEY.
And then it was on to Falkirk where I had the really great pleasure of meeting, and performing alongside, the amazing FRANK ROBB – a funny, funny man. “…the most original and truly different act in Scotland just now” says The Stage. Suffice it to say, I’m glad I didn’t have to follow him!
DICTATOR (N): HILARIOUSLY SHAPED, EDIBLE TUBER.
I was back at The Dalmahoy Hotel AGAIN for a private after-dinner gig, and I must say it was one of the most enjoyable I’ve had in a long time. Dunno’ why, but sometimes everything just works out sweet, and you know you’ve had a really special time… And, more importantly, so have those who attended. I was also at Gleneagles in the company of my fine manager, where I met top chef Andrew Fairley. (Long story.)
INNUENDO (N): ITALIAN SUPPOSITORY.
I was up in Aberdeen this month where I gave a lecture to a bunch of some of the nicest people I’ve met in a long time (you know who you are!) Thank you for your hospitality… it was fun, wasn’t it? While there, I stayed with fellow exponent of the Dark Arts, BOB BURNS and his wife, LEIGH. Great company. Great conversation – and a lot of laughs. Thank you for your overwhelming hospitality.
DIPTHONG (V): TO WASH A LADY'S UNDERGARMENT.
I seem to have been in Glasgow a great deal this month; not that this is a bad thing. But one of the real pleasures was a night off and a great meal with friends including DAVE, MARTHA, SUNIL, and KENNY. The whole thing was organised by JAY TAILOR. And what a very special person he is. Besides running a very successful medical company, Jay is also the driving force behind a remarkable charity called the U Foundation which works in Zambia. It was he who talked me into cycling the 300 miles to Paris from London last year. … And while we are on the subject. If you visit www.theufoundation.org you will see a photograph of several cyclists pushing on along the road.. the one who is obviously struggling is me. Nice one! And while you are on the page you can click on the section labelled “click here to view the full brochure” and give serious consideration to pedalling from London to Paris this year. It IS possible, you’ll enjoy it (when it’s all over and you’re drinking beer under the Eiffel Tower) and you’ll be doing something good for a very worthwhile cause. I recommend it!
PROPAGANDA (N): A WOODEN SUPPORT FOR ONE-LEGGED MALE GEESE.
I was interviewed by a lovely fella’ called RON MCMANUS for a feature in The Weekly News. Ron is fascinating company, who has a wealth of knowledge about everything, a great sense of humour, and more stories to tell than you can shake a stick at. By the way, the article is, I am reliably informed, to be published this week. You’ll be able to read it by picking up a copy of The Weekly news from Thursday onwards. I only hope he has been kind to me!
DUMPLING (N): SMALL LUMP OF EXCREMENT.
I rarely mention my family or personal matters (mine or anybody else’s) in these newsletters. However, my youngest is off to Australia for five months before settling down into the real world. Now I always thought that backpacking would be arduous and challenging… so how come I keep getting stories of surfing and sunbathing along with photographs of cocktails and swimming pools overlooking incredible scenery? Still, it was hard to wave goodbye for that length of time.
GASTRONOME (N): SMALL PERSON PRONE TO EXCESS WIND.
I had a great meeting with a fascinating guy called MALCOLM ALLSOP, executive producer of the ever-popular Trisha Goddard Show (did you know that besides Channel 5 it also goes out in Australia, New Zealand and throughout Africa? No, neither did I.) Anyway, the upshot is that I will be filming as one of the team’s “specialists” on a couple of episodes next month. I am SO looking forward to this project, I can’t tell you. They seem like a lovely bunch to work with.
However… the production company is based in Norwich. So, I was driven back to Norwich airport and dropped by the driver at the terminal building. On entering, I was greeted by a huge queue at the ticket desk. Uh-oh, that can’t be good… All flights cancelled due to fog.
BMI, give them their due, organised transport to a local hotel, where we would be picked up the following morning. However, I checked on the web and discovered that the thick fog which had caused all the trouble was unlikely to lift for AT LEAST 24 hours. So, smart little me, I went and rented a car to drive back to Edinburgh.
Anybody spot the flaw in all of this?
Yeah, if the fog was bad enough to ground all the aircraft, then the roads were likely to be foggy, too. In fact, it was so bad that I only found the car in the car park by wandering around with the remote key fob, pressing the unlock button till I could make out the amber indicators flashing at me. I felt like I was the only person in the world; though there was probably a bunch of us doing the same thing.
Eighty eye-straining miles in thick fog (and -5c temperatures) where I would have been quicker getting out and feeling my way along the white lines (not recommended) before the fog thinned. The result? It was 4.30am in the morning before I made it home.
…and of course MY car was still at Edinburgh Secure Airpark.
Seen the film Trains, Planes and Automobiles? I’ve lived it, mate!
AND NEXT MONTH…
As already mentioned there is an interview and feature in The Weekly News (due out on Thursday) and two episodes of the Trisha show. Dave and Martha are getting married (‘ray!) Other highlights include Cameron House Hotel on Loch Lomond. I’m back in Glasgow for another gig, and a lecture in West Lothian. There is also a private gig at the Avonbridge Hotel and another in Renfrew and another in Edinburgh.
It’s hotting up to be another cracking month. I hope yours is, too.
And remember, it would be lovely to hear from you, with YOUR news. It’s the only way I can keep in touch these days.
Best wishes to you,
Drew
www.mindplay.co.uk
January 2008
JANUARY 2008 NEWSLETTER.
Hello again!
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I HEARD ON THE NEWS THAT THE JANUARY STORMS HAD COST THIS COUNTRY A BILLION POUNDS. WHAT AN UTTER WASTE OF MONEY. IF ANYTHING, THEY DID MORE HARM THAN GOOD.
This Month’s Gigs
There were some really cracking gigs this month. It all started when I awoke with a slightly fuzzy head on New Years Morning at Dunkeld Hydro following my return gig to the place – and a great, celebratory night was had by one and all. And what a firework display there was at Midnight. There was also a gig at Glenbervie House Hotel. And a cracking little gig for the Bathgate Rotary which led to the offer of a theatre show. Lovely! There was also a private party in Fife, and another private party in Stirling. Then there was a performance at a Hindu Centre – complete with temple – in Preston.
I had a truly wonderful time on a return trip to the beautiful Ballathie House, north of Perth and another after dinner gig at the prestige 1 Devonshire Gardens in Glasgow.
Thanks to all who were behind the scenes organising the gigs, and to all who attended. You all make my life very easy!
QUESTION
A question emailed to me from my brother: Is aibohphobia a fear of palindromes?
BEADLE
It’s a bit sad this one. I will be attending – and doing my thing - at a charity gig in Glasgow this month. The MC, auctioneer, general banter-merchant and quiz master was to be Jeremy Beadle… What can I say? There is nobody reading this in the UK who has NOT heard of Jeremy, and of his very sad and early demise.
“As a stalwart of ITV for many years, Beadle regularly pulled in television audiences in excess of 15 million for Beadle's About and You've Been Framed. Beadle, who was 59, was a significant fundraiser for Children with Leukaemia throughout his life and is estimated to have raised more than £100 million (YES, you read that right one hundred million quid!) for charities of all description. He was awarded an MBE in 2001.
Beadle was diagnosed with cancer in 2005, but never allowed the condition to affect him. Last autumn, he released three new books and prior to his illness he was working on a series of television formats.”
For those abroad who haven’t seen this prankster in action, check THIS out.
http://www.funny-videos.co.uk/videobeadlesaboutxrayspecs.html
http://youtube.com/watch?v=U0q9gD1lYBk
AND…RELAX
Went for a spa at The Balmoral Hotel this month. Part of the treatment was a facial… During the pre-treatment questioning the “therapist” asked: “Do you do anything to your face?” I didn’t have to think long. “Yeah, I shave it.”
“No, I mean, do you use moisturiser?”
“Lady, do I look like a moisturiser kinda’ guy to you?”
Anyway, after the hour-long treatment I checked my features in the mirror, and guess what!? That’s right; It was still the same old leather-handbag complexion that was staring back at me.
ARCARI
I know I’m always banging on about blues performer Dave Arcari, but he really IS a spectacle worth catching (Some of you already know that!) Anyway, he has a mammoth tour coming up that’s going to take in everywhere between Cannes and Oban. Catch him if you can (Details at http://www.davearcari.com)
EXAM
One night, four college students were playing till late night and didn't study for the test which was scheduled for the next day.
In the morning they thought of a plan.
They made themselves look dirty and tired, caked with grease and dirt. They then went up to the Dean and said that they had gone out to a wedding last night and on their return the tyre of their car burst and they had to push the car all the way back, and that they were in no condition to appear for the test.
So the Dean said they could take their examination three days later. They thanked him and said they would be ready by that time.
On the third day they appeared before the Dean. The Dean said that as this was a Special Condition Test. All four were required to sit in separate classrooms for the test.
They all agreed as they had prepared well in the last 3 days.
The Test consisted of 2 questions with the total of 100 Marks.
Q.1. Your Name (2 MARKS)
Q.2. Which tyre burst? (98 MARKS)
A) Front Left
B) Front Right
C) Back Left
D) Back Right.
…AND NEXT MONTH
Highlights for next month include: Glenhill Hotel, Renfrew. Western Park, Falkirk. Meeting with a TV Production team in Norwich. Lecture in Aberdeen. Interview and feature with the WEEKLY NEWS. And a trip to Kent. Wheee! Here we go again.
Hope all is well with you and yours. And remember, I want to hear YOU news.
Best wishes,
Drew McAdam
Hello again!
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I HEARD ON THE NEWS THAT THE JANUARY STORMS HAD COST THIS COUNTRY A BILLION POUNDS. WHAT AN UTTER WASTE OF MONEY. IF ANYTHING, THEY DID MORE HARM THAN GOOD.
This Month’s Gigs
There were some really cracking gigs this month. It all started when I awoke with a slightly fuzzy head on New Years Morning at Dunkeld Hydro following my return gig to the place – and a great, celebratory night was had by one and all. And what a firework display there was at Midnight. There was also a gig at Glenbervie House Hotel. And a cracking little gig for the Bathgate Rotary which led to the offer of a theatre show. Lovely! There was also a private party in Fife, and another private party in Stirling. Then there was a performance at a Hindu Centre – complete with temple – in Preston.
I had a truly wonderful time on a return trip to the beautiful Ballathie House, north of Perth and another after dinner gig at the prestige 1 Devonshire Gardens in Glasgow.
Thanks to all who were behind the scenes organising the gigs, and to all who attended. You all make my life very easy!
QUESTION
A question emailed to me from my brother: Is aibohphobia a fear of palindromes?
BEADLE
It’s a bit sad this one. I will be attending – and doing my thing - at a charity gig in Glasgow this month. The MC, auctioneer, general banter-merchant and quiz master was to be Jeremy Beadle… What can I say? There is nobody reading this in the UK who has NOT heard of Jeremy, and of his very sad and early demise.
“As a stalwart of ITV for many years, Beadle regularly pulled in television audiences in excess of 15 million for Beadle's About and You've Been Framed. Beadle, who was 59, was a significant fundraiser for Children with Leukaemia throughout his life and is estimated to have raised more than £100 million (YES, you read that right one hundred million quid!) for charities of all description. He was awarded an MBE in 2001.
Beadle was diagnosed with cancer in 2005, but never allowed the condition to affect him. Last autumn, he released three new books and prior to his illness he was working on a series of television formats.”
For those abroad who haven’t seen this prankster in action, check THIS out.
http://www.funny-videos.co.uk/videobeadlesaboutxrayspecs.html
http://youtube.com/watch?v=U0q9gD1lYBk
AND…RELAX
Went for a spa at The Balmoral Hotel this month. Part of the treatment was a facial… During the pre-treatment questioning the “therapist” asked: “Do you do anything to your face?” I didn’t have to think long. “Yeah, I shave it.”
“No, I mean, do you use moisturiser?”
“Lady, do I look like a moisturiser kinda’ guy to you?”
Anyway, after the hour-long treatment I checked my features in the mirror, and guess what!? That’s right; It was still the same old leather-handbag complexion that was staring back at me.
ARCARI
I know I’m always banging on about blues performer Dave Arcari, but he really IS a spectacle worth catching (Some of you already know that!) Anyway, he has a mammoth tour coming up that’s going to take in everywhere between Cannes and Oban. Catch him if you can (Details at http://www.davearcari.com)
EXAM
One night, four college students were playing till late night and didn't study for the test which was scheduled for the next day.
In the morning they thought of a plan.
They made themselves look dirty and tired, caked with grease and dirt. They then went up to the Dean and said that they had gone out to a wedding last night and on their return the tyre of their car burst and they had to push the car all the way back, and that they were in no condition to appear for the test.
So the Dean said they could take their examination three days later. They thanked him and said they would be ready by that time.
On the third day they appeared before the Dean. The Dean said that as this was a Special Condition Test. All four were required to sit in separate classrooms for the test.
They all agreed as they had prepared well in the last 3 days.
The Test consisted of 2 questions with the total of 100 Marks.
Q.1. Your Name (2 MARKS)
Q.2. Which tyre burst? (98 MARKS)
A) Front Left
B) Front Right
C) Back Left
D) Back Right.
…AND NEXT MONTH
Highlights for next month include: Glenhill Hotel, Renfrew. Western Park, Falkirk. Meeting with a TV Production team in Norwich. Lecture in Aberdeen. Interview and feature with the WEEKLY NEWS. And a trip to Kent. Wheee! Here we go again.
Hope all is well with you and yours. And remember, I want to hear YOU news.
Best wishes,
Drew McAdam
December 2007
Drew McAdam: DECEMBER 2007 NEWSLETTER / DIARY
Tel: 01506 873013www.drewmcadam.co.uk
Hi, how are you? In great spirits, I hope. Here is the DECEMBER Newsletter.(If you receive this it's because we've had some dealings in the past, you're a personal friend, or because you've expressed an interest in receiving the newsletter… or all of the above. However, if you have no wish to receive further issues - just hit reply and enter "unsubscribe" in the subject box. I won't take offence!)
BABY IT’S COLD OUTSIDE…
So there I was, returning to my house on a freezing cold afternoon when one of my neighbours stopped me and asked if I could hear running water… I certainly could. “Sounds like it’s coming from YOUR house,” he said. And it certainly was.
The copper pipe for the garden hose – fortunately on the outside of the building – had ruptured in such a way that it was playing an impressive jet of water that reached the apex of the gable. An instant water feature that could have been so much worse!
SPOOKY
It’s been an incredibly busy December – most of it spent performing at Falkirk Stadium. But there was also a gig at the sooper-dooper Shrigley Hall, overlooking the edge of the Peak District. Part of the building is an old monastery, and that’s where I was performing. There is a plethora of ghost stories surrounding the venue, so I allowed the performance to reflect that – much spookier than usual. But great fun!
DUNKELD
Was once again the guest of the wonderful John McLaughlin, Manager and driving force behind the Dunkeld Hilton. This is the second year that I’ve been invited up there to bring in the New Year, given accommodation and food (and thanks for the Champagne, John!) Of course, it’s work – I provide part of the entertainment. But after that there’s the bands and the fireworks – and what fireworks!
I’m living the dream!
LOOKING BACK
All in all, it’s been a really wonderful year – much of that, thanks to my manager Douglas Gillespie. Besides the gigs, highlights included the trip to London to meet up with some of my heroes in the mindreading community, which included a quick trip with Colin McLeod out to Uri Geller’s pad. Then there was the sled-dogs escapade in The Highlands, and the cycle trip from London to Paris with the amazing David Tod. And the ongoing planning with BBC Radio for a wee series.
PICTURE PERFECT
I realised that the very nature of my work (work?) takes me all over the place, and I was seeing all sorts of wonderful things and having a host of fantastic experiences with nothing to capture it all but my newsletter and my memory. So, I treated myself to a camera in the early winter… and if you want to see the results, check this: http://aolpictures.aol.co.uk/galleries/drewmcadam
And here is a partial list of 2007 gigs for you to run your eye over… Melville Castle, Craigellachie. St Andrews. Airth Castle. Elgin. North Berwick. Sittingbourne. The Sheraton, Edinburgh. Dunkeld. Glasgow. Ardoe House. Aberdeen. Hinckley. Oban. Stirling. London. Forres. East Kilbride. Prestonfiled House. Gullane. Norwood Hotel. Marcliffe Hotel. Stirling. Cheltenham Race Course. Houston House. Creiff. Deerpark. Glasgow Hilton. Ayr. Telford International Centre. Belfast. Isle of Skye. Dalmahoy. Cambridge University. Lossiemouth RAF base. Hopetoun House. Glencalvie Lodge in Sutherland. Carsebridge. Fawsley Hall, Daventry. Coventry. Whiski in Edinburgh. Marine Hotel, Troon. Manchester. Southampton. Norton House. Cardiff. Old Meldrum. Aviemore. Balmoral Hotel. Birmingham, Macclesfield, Manchester, Dunkeld Hydro and Falkirk Stadium.
Kinda makes you wonder where next year is going to lead - well, very probably with a tour – my manager and a PR guru are working on the details. But whatever happens, it’s going to be a blast… I sincerely hope that you can join me along the way!
Best wishes,
Drew
Tel: 01506 873013www.drewmcadam.co.uk
Hi, how are you? In great spirits, I hope. Here is the DECEMBER Newsletter.(If you receive this it's because we've had some dealings in the past, you're a personal friend, or because you've expressed an interest in receiving the newsletter… or all of the above. However, if you have no wish to receive further issues - just hit reply and enter "unsubscribe" in the subject box. I won't take offence!)
BABY IT’S COLD OUTSIDE…
So there I was, returning to my house on a freezing cold afternoon when one of my neighbours stopped me and asked if I could hear running water… I certainly could. “Sounds like it’s coming from YOUR house,” he said. And it certainly was.
The copper pipe for the garden hose – fortunately on the outside of the building – had ruptured in such a way that it was playing an impressive jet of water that reached the apex of the gable. An instant water feature that could have been so much worse!
SPOOKY
It’s been an incredibly busy December – most of it spent performing at Falkirk Stadium. But there was also a gig at the sooper-dooper Shrigley Hall, overlooking the edge of the Peak District. Part of the building is an old monastery, and that’s where I was performing. There is a plethora of ghost stories surrounding the venue, so I allowed the performance to reflect that – much spookier than usual. But great fun!
DUNKELD
Was once again the guest of the wonderful John McLaughlin, Manager and driving force behind the Dunkeld Hilton. This is the second year that I’ve been invited up there to bring in the New Year, given accommodation and food (and thanks for the Champagne, John!) Of course, it’s work – I provide part of the entertainment. But after that there’s the bands and the fireworks – and what fireworks!
I’m living the dream!
LOOKING BACK
All in all, it’s been a really wonderful year – much of that, thanks to my manager Douglas Gillespie. Besides the gigs, highlights included the trip to London to meet up with some of my heroes in the mindreading community, which included a quick trip with Colin McLeod out to Uri Geller’s pad. Then there was the sled-dogs escapade in The Highlands, and the cycle trip from London to Paris with the amazing David Tod. And the ongoing planning with BBC Radio for a wee series.
PICTURE PERFECT
I realised that the very nature of my work (work?) takes me all over the place, and I was seeing all sorts of wonderful things and having a host of fantastic experiences with nothing to capture it all but my newsletter and my memory. So, I treated myself to a camera in the early winter… and if you want to see the results, check this: http://aolpictures.aol.co.uk/galleries/drewmcadam
And here is a partial list of 2007 gigs for you to run your eye over… Melville Castle, Craigellachie. St Andrews. Airth Castle. Elgin. North Berwick. Sittingbourne. The Sheraton, Edinburgh. Dunkeld. Glasgow. Ardoe House. Aberdeen. Hinckley. Oban. Stirling. London. Forres. East Kilbride. Prestonfiled House. Gullane. Norwood Hotel. Marcliffe Hotel. Stirling. Cheltenham Race Course. Houston House. Creiff. Deerpark. Glasgow Hilton. Ayr. Telford International Centre. Belfast. Isle of Skye. Dalmahoy. Cambridge University. Lossiemouth RAF base. Hopetoun House. Glencalvie Lodge in Sutherland. Carsebridge. Fawsley Hall, Daventry. Coventry. Whiski in Edinburgh. Marine Hotel, Troon. Manchester. Southampton. Norton House. Cardiff. Old Meldrum. Aviemore. Balmoral Hotel. Birmingham, Macclesfield, Manchester, Dunkeld Hydro and Falkirk Stadium.
Kinda makes you wonder where next year is going to lead - well, very probably with a tour – my manager and a PR guru are working on the details. But whatever happens, it’s going to be a blast… I sincerely hope that you can join me along the way!
Best wishes,
Drew
November 2007
Hello! It’s me again!
Tel: 01506 873013www.drewmcadam.co.ukHi, how are you? In great spirits, I hope. Here is the NOVEMBER 2007 Newsletter.(If you receive this it's because we've had some dealings in the past, you're a personal friend, or because you've expressed an interest in receiving the newsletter… or all of the above. However, if you have no wish to receive further issues - just hit reply and enter "unsubscribe" in the subject box. I won't take offence!)
www.drewmcadam.co.uk
Before we start: If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?
THE BESTEST CHRISTMAS PRESENT EVER – AND NO MISTAKE
Still trying to think of something REALLY different for a Christmas Present? Check THIS out: www.sled-dogs.co.uk. (And in particular, watch the TV video which opens automatically – it will give you some idea of what it’s like). I had a gig in Aviemore, and took the opportunity to spend part of the day with one of the most fascinating people I have ever met – ALAN STEWART who runs the Cairngorm Sleddog Adventure Centre – and what an adventure we had! Pulled by a team of 12 Huskies, with Alan enthusing over the activity and explaining his training methods, we rattled through forest and along the edges of the moorland below the frowning heights of The Cairngorm Mountains. You can’t experience it without a silly big grin on your face – guaranteed. Can you imagine?
You just HAVE to visit this place. It’s remote. It’s cold. It’s wild. But Alan and his wife Fiona are the perfect hosts – it’s a real pleasure to be in their company. He is so enthusiastic about his “hobby”, though I would think that looking after more than 30 dogs is a full time job. The dogs can’t run when it’s warm, so Alan returns to his “real job” as a saturation diver for three months each year; so you would be wise to book your place now, while the snow is coming and before it thaws.
Like I said, I bet YOU know somebody who would love to do that – a perfect Christmas gift, don’cha think?
Xxx
Gardening Rule: When weeding, the best way to make sure you are removing a weed and not a valuable plant is to pull on it. If it comes out of the ground easily, it is a valuable plant.
xxx
ALL THAT TIME WASTED ON LEARNING TO SPELL!
I cduol not blveiee taht I cluod auctulaly udeunatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? And I awlyas tohghut slpeling was ipmorantt.
Xxx
ANOTHER AWARD
Congratulations to my manager, DOUGLAS GILLESPIE and his trusty team at the ENTERTAINERS AGENCY in Perth. They have just picked up the prestigious “Music and Entertainment Agency” Award from the Scottish Wedding Directory Vows Awards - again. This is the third time in a row that they’ve been nominated, and the second time in a row that they’ve won! What’s so heartening about this is that it’s not their peers who nominate the agents, but the brides and grooms – their customers.
Xxx
Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.
Xxx
My favourite photographer JOHN MACPHERSON has done it again – have a look at his latest photograph of Skye. http://www.john.macpherson.btinternet.co.uk/fullimageofmontj.html
Isn’t that wonderful?
Xxx
Some people are like Slinkies. Not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.
xxxx
THE GPS STRIKES AGAIN
I ended up at BILLY CONNOLLY’S house this month – by accident. (By the way Billy’s website is just plain weird!) I had a gig at a house in Strathdon (which has a hamlet nearby that goes by the name of Lost – I kid you not.) and punched the postcode into my GPS. Up in that neck of the woods there are a lot of big houses set in big, big land. Undeterred, my GPS led me confidently through a wide set of gates and into a driveway where, fortunately, I spotted Billy’s LandRover. So, if he’s wondering who the hell drove in, churned up his driveway in a circle, and vanished into the night again… it was me. G’bye!
XXX
Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospital dying of nothing.
xxxx
SUN SEEKER
Flying up from Doon Sooth this month, at 36,000 feet, I watched the reddening sky of what promised to be a spectacular sunrise over the top of the flat cloud formation. And it was. First, just the tiniest pinprick of glorious red. Then, moment-by-moment, I watched as the sun edged itself over the horizon of cloud-top and emerged as a brilliant ball…
At which point a voice asked: “Drinks or snacks?”
Oooh, yes…
I tried talking to the stewardess, but it was hard to look her in the eye. Or even in the face, for that matter. Totally sun-blinded – I could see little more than a big black circle of nothingness surrounded by a blur – I tried handing over coins – I have no idea how much – and scrabbling and fumbling around for her hands, which I presumed were offering me my Pringles and Pepsi.
Lesson learned.
Xxxx
Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, "I think I'll squeeze these dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out?" And was it the same person who first said, "See that chicken there? I'm gonna’ eat the next thing that comes out of its backside."
xxxx
YE’R A LANG TIME DEID
Until now I only ever thought it. But now I’ve started saying it…
We’ve had a lot of rain recently, and the usual morning greeting from fellow villagers is: “Horrible day, eh?” Or something similar.
So I started saying: “You know, I’ve always thought that one day I’m going to be lying on my death bed. And the one, single thing I would give anything for is to feel the rain on my face just one more time.”
Now, maybe I’m being a smart-alec, but judging by the thoughtful expression and nods this elicits - I think they agree! Don’t you?
XXX
Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?
xxxxx
GROUNDED
Of all the days… It was a beautiful morning. Still and sunny. My phone rang, and it was my friend MARCUS FORD (Le Jazz Hot). “Drew, I’m thinking of getting the ‘plane out and flying over to Fife for a spot of lunch. Do you want to come?”
Of course I wanted to go! But of all the days for my car to be in the garage for its MOT… Aaaargh!
XXX
GJ on TV
What fun! For fans of that hilarious Scottish programme “Still Game” the team have followed it up with “Dear Green Place.” It doesn’t have Jack and Victor, but one episode DID have my friend, brilliant magician GARY JAMES. And, to my thinking, he produced the biggest laugh of the episode. Oh, and thanks for the mic holder, Gary, it works a treat!
XX
MIND MESSING
My pal IAN ROWLAND found this on the web and thought I would be interested. He’s right; I was. And I think you will be, too. . It looks like the silhouette of a dancer executing a pirouette. You are asked whether you think she is rotating clockwise or counter clockwise. In fact, it's an ambiguous figure and can be interpreted either way. http://www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,22556281-661,00.html
Careful, though. I’ve seen this start a LOT of arguments before somebody hollers: “Hang on! It’s just started going in the opposite direction!” and accusing me of pressing a key to reverse the direction. It’s just stuff that messes with your brain!
XXXX
Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?
Xxxx
HOW TO GET WHAT YOU WANT
Asked what he wanted for Christmas, Jay, my grandson, said, "A social worker."
Asked why, he explained that they give you whatever you want. "You just say you want something – like a MacDonalds - and they have to get it for you!"
Who HAS he been talking to?
Xxxxxx
THE BRUCE BOOK
This is just great – I was doing a search on Google for ALICE COOPER memorabilia and found that there was a book for sale: “No More Mr. Nice Guy: The Inside Story of the Alice Cooper Group by MICHAEL BRUCE” (Michael was guitarist with Alice Cooper and wrote all those wonderful early hits.) I couldn’t believe it. “Appears unread. No writings/underlines/marks of any sort. Pages are nice and clean.” It was selling at $1340. Good grief!
Now, back in 2001, Michael Bruce came to Edinburgh to meet up with Alice while he was performing here, and I brought Michael out to West Calder where we spent half a day in my office and generally just mucking about. He gave me a copy of his book – and signed it for me. Wooo-hoooo! My copy is in mint condition. I’m rich! (Except I’m never going to sell it, of course!)
NB It still doesn’t make up for the fact that, on the morning of its release, I bought Anarchy in the UK by the Sex Pistols. It had a slight kink in it, and I tried to straighten it out – it broke. By lunchtime, all copies had been withdrawn. The last one to sell at auction went for £10,000!
Xxx
Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him on a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?
XXX
Gigs in November: The month started with Southampton, then a race back to Scotland for another gig at The Norton House Hotel, Edinburgh. I had a wonderful time in Cardiff – what a fantastic city and equally fantastic audience – then left in the small hours to get back to Edinburgh, pick up my car at the airport and then drive North to Aberdeen. There was another very productive meeting with the BBC (Hello, Anne! Good, wasn’t it?) and a gig in Aviemore. There was also a wee one at The Balmoral, Edinburgh – and one of the ones I really enjoyed was a private party for Julie Anderson.
Gigs NEXT MONTH: I’m going to be busy, with gigs in Birmingham, Macclesfield, Glasgow and Dunkeld. (If you haven’t booked up yer tartan Scottish Hogmanay Celebration yet, book up a place at the wonderful Dunkeld Hilton. I’ll be working most of the time up until Midnight, but be sure to take the time to say “Hi!” However, most of my work this month will be at Falkirk Stadium (an indoor marquee under the stand.) You can see the brochure here:
http://domain1104722.sites.fasthosts.com/brochures/ChristmasMagic_Falkirk%20Stadium.pdf
where I have been described as an “enigmatic Scottish mind reader”. I quite like that!
Xxxx
So, it just leaves me to wish each and every one of you a restful, merry Christmas and a very happy and peaceful New Year. See you on the other side!
ENDS
Tel: 01506 873013www.drewmcadam.co.ukHi, how are you? In great spirits, I hope. Here is the NOVEMBER 2007 Newsletter.(If you receive this it's because we've had some dealings in the past, you're a personal friend, or because you've expressed an interest in receiving the newsletter… or all of the above. However, if you have no wish to receive further issues - just hit reply and enter "unsubscribe" in the subject box. I won't take offence!)
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Before we start: If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?
THE BESTEST CHRISTMAS PRESENT EVER – AND NO MISTAKE
Still trying to think of something REALLY different for a Christmas Present? Check THIS out: www.sled-dogs.co.uk. (And in particular, watch the TV video which opens automatically – it will give you some idea of what it’s like). I had a gig in Aviemore, and took the opportunity to spend part of the day with one of the most fascinating people I have ever met – ALAN STEWART who runs the Cairngorm Sleddog Adventure Centre – and what an adventure we had! Pulled by a team of 12 Huskies, with Alan enthusing over the activity and explaining his training methods, we rattled through forest and along the edges of the moorland below the frowning heights of The Cairngorm Mountains. You can’t experience it without a silly big grin on your face – guaranteed. Can you imagine?
You just HAVE to visit this place. It’s remote. It’s cold. It’s wild. But Alan and his wife Fiona are the perfect hosts – it’s a real pleasure to be in their company. He is so enthusiastic about his “hobby”, though I would think that looking after more than 30 dogs is a full time job. The dogs can’t run when it’s warm, so Alan returns to his “real job” as a saturation diver for three months each year; so you would be wise to book your place now, while the snow is coming and before it thaws.
Like I said, I bet YOU know somebody who would love to do that – a perfect Christmas gift, don’cha think?
Xxx
Gardening Rule: When weeding, the best way to make sure you are removing a weed and not a valuable plant is to pull on it. If it comes out of the ground easily, it is a valuable plant.
xxx
ALL THAT TIME WASTED ON LEARNING TO SPELL!
I cduol not blveiee taht I cluod auctulaly udeunatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? And I awlyas tohghut slpeling was ipmorantt.
Xxx
ANOTHER AWARD
Congratulations to my manager, DOUGLAS GILLESPIE and his trusty team at the ENTERTAINERS AGENCY in Perth. They have just picked up the prestigious “Music and Entertainment Agency” Award from the Scottish Wedding Directory Vows Awards - again. This is the third time in a row that they’ve been nominated, and the second time in a row that they’ve won! What’s so heartening about this is that it’s not their peers who nominate the agents, but the brides and grooms – their customers.
Xxx
Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.
Xxx
My favourite photographer JOHN MACPHERSON has done it again – have a look at his latest photograph of Skye. http://www.john.macpherson.btinternet.co.uk/fullimageofmontj.html
Isn’t that wonderful?
Xxx
Some people are like Slinkies. Not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.
xxxx
THE GPS STRIKES AGAIN
I ended up at BILLY CONNOLLY’S house this month – by accident. (By the way Billy’s website is just plain weird!) I had a gig at a house in Strathdon (which has a hamlet nearby that goes by the name of Lost – I kid you not.) and punched the postcode into my GPS. Up in that neck of the woods there are a lot of big houses set in big, big land. Undeterred, my GPS led me confidently through a wide set of gates and into a driveway where, fortunately, I spotted Billy’s LandRover. So, if he’s wondering who the hell drove in, churned up his driveway in a circle, and vanished into the night again… it was me. G’bye!
XXX
Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospital dying of nothing.
xxxx
SUN SEEKER
Flying up from Doon Sooth this month, at 36,000 feet, I watched the reddening sky of what promised to be a spectacular sunrise over the top of the flat cloud formation. And it was. First, just the tiniest pinprick of glorious red. Then, moment-by-moment, I watched as the sun edged itself over the horizon of cloud-top and emerged as a brilliant ball…
At which point a voice asked: “Drinks or snacks?”
Oooh, yes…
I tried talking to the stewardess, but it was hard to look her in the eye. Or even in the face, for that matter. Totally sun-blinded – I could see little more than a big black circle of nothingness surrounded by a blur – I tried handing over coins – I have no idea how much – and scrabbling and fumbling around for her hands, which I presumed were offering me my Pringles and Pepsi.
Lesson learned.
Xxxx
Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, "I think I'll squeeze these dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out?" And was it the same person who first said, "See that chicken there? I'm gonna’ eat the next thing that comes out of its backside."
xxxx
YE’R A LANG TIME DEID
Until now I only ever thought it. But now I’ve started saying it…
We’ve had a lot of rain recently, and the usual morning greeting from fellow villagers is: “Horrible day, eh?” Or something similar.
So I started saying: “You know, I’ve always thought that one day I’m going to be lying on my death bed. And the one, single thing I would give anything for is to feel the rain on my face just one more time.”
Now, maybe I’m being a smart-alec, but judging by the thoughtful expression and nods this elicits - I think they agree! Don’t you?
XXX
Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?
xxxxx
GROUNDED
Of all the days… It was a beautiful morning. Still and sunny. My phone rang, and it was my friend MARCUS FORD (Le Jazz Hot). “Drew, I’m thinking of getting the ‘plane out and flying over to Fife for a spot of lunch. Do you want to come?”
Of course I wanted to go! But of all the days for my car to be in the garage for its MOT… Aaaargh!
XXX
GJ on TV
What fun! For fans of that hilarious Scottish programme “Still Game” the team have followed it up with “Dear Green Place.” It doesn’t have Jack and Victor, but one episode DID have my friend, brilliant magician GARY JAMES. And, to my thinking, he produced the biggest laugh of the episode. Oh, and thanks for the mic holder, Gary, it works a treat!
XX
MIND MESSING
My pal IAN ROWLAND found this on the web and thought I would be interested. He’s right; I was. And I think you will be, too. . It looks like the silhouette of a dancer executing a pirouette. You are asked whether you think she is rotating clockwise or counter clockwise. In fact, it's an ambiguous figure and can be interpreted either way. http://www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,22556281-661,00.html
Careful, though. I’ve seen this start a LOT of arguments before somebody hollers: “Hang on! It’s just started going in the opposite direction!” and accusing me of pressing a key to reverse the direction. It’s just stuff that messes with your brain!
XXXX
Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?
Xxxx
HOW TO GET WHAT YOU WANT
Asked what he wanted for Christmas, Jay, my grandson, said, "A social worker."
Asked why, he explained that they give you whatever you want. "You just say you want something – like a MacDonalds - and they have to get it for you!"
Who HAS he been talking to?
Xxxxxx
THE BRUCE BOOK
This is just great – I was doing a search on Google for ALICE COOPER memorabilia and found that there was a book for sale: “No More Mr. Nice Guy: The Inside Story of the Alice Cooper Group by MICHAEL BRUCE” (Michael was guitarist with Alice Cooper and wrote all those wonderful early hits.) I couldn’t believe it. “Appears unread. No writings/underlines/marks of any sort. Pages are nice and clean.” It was selling at $1340. Good grief!
Now, back in 2001, Michael Bruce came to Edinburgh to meet up with Alice while he was performing here, and I brought Michael out to West Calder where we spent half a day in my office and generally just mucking about. He gave me a copy of his book – and signed it for me. Wooo-hoooo! My copy is in mint condition. I’m rich! (Except I’m never going to sell it, of course!)
NB It still doesn’t make up for the fact that, on the morning of its release, I bought Anarchy in the UK by the Sex Pistols. It had a slight kink in it, and I tried to straighten it out – it broke. By lunchtime, all copies had been withdrawn. The last one to sell at auction went for £10,000!
Xxx
Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him on a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?
XXX
Gigs in November: The month started with Southampton, then a race back to Scotland for another gig at The Norton House Hotel, Edinburgh. I had a wonderful time in Cardiff – what a fantastic city and equally fantastic audience – then left in the small hours to get back to Edinburgh, pick up my car at the airport and then drive North to Aberdeen. There was another very productive meeting with the BBC (Hello, Anne! Good, wasn’t it?) and a gig in Aviemore. There was also a wee one at The Balmoral, Edinburgh – and one of the ones I really enjoyed was a private party for Julie Anderson.
Gigs NEXT MONTH: I’m going to be busy, with gigs in Birmingham, Macclesfield, Glasgow and Dunkeld. (If you haven’t booked up yer tartan Scottish Hogmanay Celebration yet, book up a place at the wonderful Dunkeld Hilton. I’ll be working most of the time up until Midnight, but be sure to take the time to say “Hi!” However, most of my work this month will be at Falkirk Stadium (an indoor marquee under the stand.) You can see the brochure here:
http://domain1104722.sites.fasthosts.com/brochures/ChristmasMagic_Falkirk%20Stadium.pdf
where I have been described as an “enigmatic Scottish mind reader”. I quite like that!
Xxxx
So, it just leaves me to wish each and every one of you a restful, merry Christmas and a very happy and peaceful New Year. See you on the other side!
ENDS
Thursday, November 08, 2007
October 2007
Hello again!
(If you receive this it's because we've had some dealings in the past, you're a personal friend, I bumped into you in a pub, or because you've expressed an interest in receiving the newsletter… or all of the above. However, if you have no wish to receive further issues - just hit reply and enter "unsubscribe" in the subject box. I won't take offence!)
Because I meet so many fascinating individuals in my line, it’s impossible to keep in touch with all of you – more’s the pity. This newsletter is my way of doing so. But it’s not much use if you don’t drop me a wee note back to let me know what YOU are up to. So PLEASE do – I really want to know. It’s important to me. Okay?
Thank you.
www.drewmcadam.co.uk
I’m keeping this one short – busy, busy busy.
GREAT FEW DAYS AWAY.
I had a wonderful time Doon Sooth. I headed off to see Stonehenge, and got lost on the way, ending up in Aylesbury instead of Avesbury. Still, who cares?! It was a fantastic, realxing, interesting time. What more can you ask for?
HERE’S SOMETHING WORTH WATCHING:
The documentary X-Alps, The World’s Most Extreme Race, will be shown on BBC 2 Scotland on Tuesday October the 30th at 7pm. A paragliding chum of mine, Ulric Jessop and his wife Ruth, took part in the X-Alps earlier this year. Now the result is to be shown… but only on BBC2 (Scotland.)
Now, the BAD news is, it’s only being shown in Scotland – and one needs to ask why. The slightly better news is that you should be able to se it on SKY Channel 990. However, for those of you who live somewhere other than in Bonnie Scotland, or don’t have SKY, if you wait till later in the week (and for one week only) you can watch it here… http://www.bbc.co.uk/scotland/player/?item=tv_and_radio
The programme should appear amongst the list of programmes on the right hand side of the screen. Anyone can view the programme on demand for 7 days after the transmission.
Please, DO watch it. I am certain you will find it truly fascinating.
ALL HAIL TO TERRY STEVENS…
who is in Zambia on a sponsored march… I received a quick email which told me he had fallen out of a raft and swallowed half the Zambezi River – other than that, he’s still going! Well done, mate!
LET THERE BE LIGHT… PLEASE.
The fluorescent light strip in my office wasn’t working one morning so I set off to the ironmongers (a territory unfamiliar to me). What size? The shopkeeper wanted to know. I had no idea, but I guessed at 5 feet. Back to the office. Wrong… back to the ironmonger. I picked up the 6foot version and went back to the office, put it in and… nothing. So, I managed to get the little started thingy out… back to the ironmonger. “It’s unlikely it’s the starter… are you sure you put the tube in right” I drew him a withering glance. “I’m not THAT stupid!” Back to the office… where I found the light strip lying on the floor in pieces…
AN INTERESTING EXPERIMENT.
I had taken my GPS unit on my trip down south this month so that I could use it in the hired car (By the way – ALWAYS take out the extra insurance when hiring a car… long story.) On the flight back, I got to wondering if a GPS unit would work on a ‘plane. Apart from anything else, I’d be able to follow my route. I switched it on (made sure the voice direction function was off. Apart from anything else, I have Ozzy Osbourne on mine and I didn’t want him yelling out “Turn left, and take the *#bleep#* motorway!” I also have the thing at full volume because I like to drive with the music LOUD! I then held the unit to the window to see if I could get a signal.
Well, yes, you can. Unfortunately, my unit has ANOTHER function that bleeps (and it sounds EXACTLY like the “bongs” on an aircraft when you pres the button to call the stewardess.) whenever you approach a speed trap area.
Well scooting through dozens of GATZOs at over 400 miles an hour produced a LOT of “bongs” in quick succession… and in my fumbling, do you think I could switch the damned thing off? Well, yes, eventually.
THIS MONTH AND NEXT.
I’d like to say hello to all the people I met at my recent gigs who are now on this newsletter. Gigs included the Holiday Inn, Edinburgh, More talks and planning with BBC Scotland, the Marine Hotel in Troon, Creiff Hydro and the very posh Marcliffe Hotel in Aberdeen.
Even as I finish this newsletter, I am preparing to get up at 5am tomorrow morning to fly to Manchester for a trade show, from here I will be going straight to Southampton for a further two days of trade shows, and then Norton House Hotel, Edinburgh. Later on there is a gig in Cardiff, then a flight straight back to Edinburgh where I clamber in to my car and head straight up to Old Meldrum, just north of Aberdeen. I also have a gig in Aviemore (and I’m meeting up with the sleddogs during their training in the mountains the next morning) then theirs a gig at The Balmoral Hotel in Edinburgh, and then a private party for the lovely Julie Anderson in Whitburn.
Other than that, my time is my own!
Anyway, DO let me know how you are getting on – and don’t forget to watch Ulric and Ruth – by whatever means necessary – and I will catch up with you all next month!
Best wishes,
Drew McAdam
(If you receive this it's because we've had some dealings in the past, you're a personal friend, I bumped into you in a pub, or because you've expressed an interest in receiving the newsletter… or all of the above. However, if you have no wish to receive further issues - just hit reply and enter "unsubscribe" in the subject box. I won't take offence!)
Because I meet so many fascinating individuals in my line, it’s impossible to keep in touch with all of you – more’s the pity. This newsletter is my way of doing so. But it’s not much use if you don’t drop me a wee note back to let me know what YOU are up to. So PLEASE do – I really want to know. It’s important to me. Okay?
Thank you.
www.drewmcadam.co.uk
I’m keeping this one short – busy, busy busy.
GREAT FEW DAYS AWAY.
I had a wonderful time Doon Sooth. I headed off to see Stonehenge, and got lost on the way, ending up in Aylesbury instead of Avesbury. Still, who cares?! It was a fantastic, realxing, interesting time. What more can you ask for?
HERE’S SOMETHING WORTH WATCHING:
The documentary X-Alps, The World’s Most Extreme Race, will be shown on BBC 2 Scotland on Tuesday October the 30th at 7pm. A paragliding chum of mine, Ulric Jessop and his wife Ruth, took part in the X-Alps earlier this year. Now the result is to be shown… but only on BBC2 (Scotland.)
Now, the BAD news is, it’s only being shown in Scotland – and one needs to ask why. The slightly better news is that you should be able to se it on SKY Channel 990. However, for those of you who live somewhere other than in Bonnie Scotland, or don’t have SKY, if you wait till later in the week (and for one week only) you can watch it here… http://www.bbc.co.uk/scotland/player/?item=tv_and_radio
The programme should appear amongst the list of programmes on the right hand side of the screen. Anyone can view the programme on demand for 7 days after the transmission.
Please, DO watch it. I am certain you will find it truly fascinating.
ALL HAIL TO TERRY STEVENS…
who is in Zambia on a sponsored march… I received a quick email which told me he had fallen out of a raft and swallowed half the Zambezi River – other than that, he’s still going! Well done, mate!
LET THERE BE LIGHT… PLEASE.
The fluorescent light strip in my office wasn’t working one morning so I set off to the ironmongers (a territory unfamiliar to me). What size? The shopkeeper wanted to know. I had no idea, but I guessed at 5 feet. Back to the office. Wrong… back to the ironmonger. I picked up the 6foot version and went back to the office, put it in and… nothing. So, I managed to get the little started thingy out… back to the ironmonger. “It’s unlikely it’s the starter… are you sure you put the tube in right” I drew him a withering glance. “I’m not THAT stupid!” Back to the office… where I found the light strip lying on the floor in pieces…
AN INTERESTING EXPERIMENT.
I had taken my GPS unit on my trip down south this month so that I could use it in the hired car (By the way – ALWAYS take out the extra insurance when hiring a car… long story.) On the flight back, I got to wondering if a GPS unit would work on a ‘plane. Apart from anything else, I’d be able to follow my route. I switched it on (made sure the voice direction function was off. Apart from anything else, I have Ozzy Osbourne on mine and I didn’t want him yelling out “Turn left, and take the *#bleep#* motorway!” I also have the thing at full volume because I like to drive with the music LOUD! I then held the unit to the window to see if I could get a signal.
Well, yes, you can. Unfortunately, my unit has ANOTHER function that bleeps (and it sounds EXACTLY like the “bongs” on an aircraft when you pres the button to call the stewardess.) whenever you approach a speed trap area.
Well scooting through dozens of GATZOs at over 400 miles an hour produced a LOT of “bongs” in quick succession… and in my fumbling, do you think I could switch the damned thing off? Well, yes, eventually.
THIS MONTH AND NEXT.
I’d like to say hello to all the people I met at my recent gigs who are now on this newsletter. Gigs included the Holiday Inn, Edinburgh, More talks and planning with BBC Scotland, the Marine Hotel in Troon, Creiff Hydro and the very posh Marcliffe Hotel in Aberdeen.
Even as I finish this newsletter, I am preparing to get up at 5am tomorrow morning to fly to Manchester for a trade show, from here I will be going straight to Southampton for a further two days of trade shows, and then Norton House Hotel, Edinburgh. Later on there is a gig in Cardiff, then a flight straight back to Edinburgh where I clamber in to my car and head straight up to Old Meldrum, just north of Aberdeen. I also have a gig in Aviemore (and I’m meeting up with the sleddogs during their training in the mountains the next morning) then theirs a gig at The Balmoral Hotel in Edinburgh, and then a private party for the lovely Julie Anderson in Whitburn.
Other than that, my time is my own!
Anyway, DO let me know how you are getting on – and don’t forget to watch Ulric and Ruth – by whatever means necessary – and I will catch up with you all next month!
Best wishes,
Drew McAdam
September 2007
THIS MONTH….
LOADS OF JOKES (short ones!)
MARC BOLAN AND NORMAN TAMBLIN
EDDIE McGILL
PAUL BROOK
SAM MacKAY
BOB DYLAN
SUSAN CRAIGMILLE
ULRIC JESSOP
MARK TOWNSEND – PRIEST
URI GELLER AND CRISS ANGEL - PHENOMENON
Two hunters got a pilot to fly them to Canada to hunt moose. They bagged six. As they started loading the plane for the return trip, the pilot said the plane could take only four moose. The two lads objected strongly. ”Last year we shot six, and the pilot let us put them all on board. He had the same plane as yours." Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and all six were loaded. However, even with full power, the little plane couldn't handle the load and went down. A few moments later, climbing out of the wreckage, Tam asked Bob: "Any idea where we are?" Bob looked around and said: "I think we're pretty close to where we crashed last year."
…Ha! Hello again, and welcome to the September 2007 Newsletter.
(If you receive this it's because we've had some dealings in the past, you're a personal friend, I met you in a pub, or because you've expressed an interest in receiving the newsletter… or all of the above. However, if you have no wish to receive further issues - just hit reply and enter "unsubscribe" in the subject box. I won't take offence!)
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+++ I realised I was dyslexic when I went to a toga party dressed as a goat. +++Amazing: the three surviving members of the hard-rocking British band Led Zeppelin are to play together for the first time in almost 20-years. And an astonishing number of fans (around 80,000) every minute were hitting the Internet ticket registration site. With, literally, millions of fans trying for only a few thousand tickets, the system crashed.
That really is remarkable, given that these days most top-40 bands can’t sell enough tickets to fill a garden hut. Maybe the music of the time when I was hitting my teenage years really WAS the golden age. That’s certainly the case if the Led Zep ticket sales are anything to go by…
And talking of that era and great music, there was Hot Love, Get It On, Born To Boogie, Jeepster and so on. But this month marked the 30th anniversary of the passing of the wonderful Marc Bolan. I was a huge fan of the band T.Rex in general, and Marc Bolan in particular, as was my mate, Norman Tamblin. We LOVED the Electric Warrior album. Very few of you reading this will have heard Norman’s name before; some of you who were at school with me will remember a lovely, gentle soul.
Aged only 18, Norman had an asthma attack and died. It was the first time that our small group of chums, growing up together, ever came face-to-face with our own mortality. So Bolan’s music brings pathos, poignancy and joy. It’s something that only music – and a writer of music - can truly impart to the soul. And it’s one reason I give thanks for Marc Bolan. The man and his music.
+++ Cats have nine lives. Which makes them ideal for experimentation. +++
One of that small group of chums (mentioned earlier) invited me to a charity art exhibition – raising funds for an orphanage. This old friend of mine – we’ll call him Johnny, but his real name is Eddie McGill – had a couple of paintings on display. One of them was of the island of Fidra which lies off the coast of North Berwick where we both grew up.
Anyway, I went up to the cash desk and proclaimed that I would like to buy Johnny’s painting. Overhearing this, he swelled with pride and pleasure… somebody had bought one of his paintings. I then turned and made for the exit. The guy on the cash desk said, “Are you not going to take the painting with you?”
Fighting to keep a straight face, I said, “Good grief, no. Just chuck it in the bin… the world will be a better place without THAT thing!”
Okay, I felt guilty at Johnny’s crestfallen face. But a few seconds later, he beamed and said: “It’s a contribution, isn’t it.”
Now, for those of you who think that was mean of me, let me explain that Eddie… Sorry, I mean Johnnie… is a couple of years older than I am, and when we were growing up he was able to make my life a misery with his cutting put-downs. It took me more than 30-years to get my own back on him, but I DID it Hardehardehar (evil cackle)
+++I got a phone call today to do a gig at a fire station. Went along… Turned out it was a hoax.+++
Gigs this month involved a trip to Coventry where I had the pleasure of meeting up with a superb mind reader, Paul Brook. Paul was fascinated by Aleister Crowley (No, actually, I think you’ll find I HAVE spelled that correctly!) and later went on to gain a degree in psychology. The result is THIS – enjoy the short video clip. I guarantee you have never seen anything like it. (If you have sound, you can hear Crowley’s voice, along with an explanation of what’s going on.) Please, enjoy Paul… http://paulbrook.co.uk/vid_crowley.htm
+++ The right to bear arms is slightly less ludicrous than the right to arm bears. +++
It’s been a busy month…
I had a wonderful gig at Fawsley Hall near Daventry, along with a gig at Dunkeld Hydro, and another one at Dunblane Hydro – all wonderful, wonderful venues performing for some really lovely people. I also did a wee charity gig in Uphall, and a gig for my friend Sam MacKay at Bathgate Golf Club. That aside, I had a very laid-back performance in a lovely wee pub called Whiski, in Edinburgh’s famous Royal Mile.
Then there was a cracking little gig at St Andrews University. That aside, in the past few months I’ve also performed at Edinburgh University, and Cambridge University… can anybody get me on at Oxford? I’d like to collect the set!
Oh, and it’s about to get busier…
This month (October) I will be turning up at the Holiday Inn, Edinburgh, the Marine Hotel in Troon, Creiff Hydro, the Marcliffe in Aberdeen, then its on to Manchester and a quick exit south to a couple of days in Bournemouth before flying back from Southampton – with more dates coming in. If you are anywhere near any of these locations, let me know – I’ll be REALLY busy, but it would be great to hook up!
+++ Is it fair to say that there’d be less litter in Britain if blind people were given pointed sticks? +++
BOB DYLAN AN’ ME – HONEST!
Yes, I KNOW it’s another video clip – but, really, if you want proof that Bob Dylan is a HUGE fan of mine, then check THIS out! (And I bet you end up doing something similar…) Honestly, this is GREAT. Please take the time: www.dylanmessaging.com/messages/2GJ9-8S13-KT5H-518J-D0ZT?
+++ I saw that show, 50 Things To Do Before You Die. I would have thought the obvious one was "Shout For Help".+++
I have been told – but it’s not been confirmed - that there is going to be a great program coming up on TV. When I get the time, I like to go paragliding, and one of my associates over the years has an amazing tale to tell. His name is Ulric, and he is the subject of what promises to be one of the most astonishing stories told on TV. Ulric really IS an amazing person; and a joy to know. So please, put Wednesday October 22nd in your diary. BBC2 10pm.
Here’s what the BBC press pack said: The Most Extreme Race On Earth? (working title) BBC Two Scotland
In the summer of 2007, 30 world-class athletes began the most dangerous race of their lives – 850 kilometres across the length of the Alps travelling only by air, using a paraglider, or on foot.
Facing extreme weather and massive feats of endurance, the competitors crossed some of the most treacherous terrain in the world. Running, climbing and literally jumping off mountains, the event was probably one of the most extreme competitions ever staged.
For the first time a Scot gained entry to this amazing race. Ulric Jessop, originally from Edinburgh, faced danger, massive physical exertion and sleep deprivation all along the route. BBC Scotland gained exclusive access to Ulric's race. Cameras followed him day and night to witness this ultimate test of character which became as much a personal battle of determination and courage as a race against other competitors.
(Now, this has been given to me by a fellow flyer, Susan Craigmille, who is not the most reliable source of intelligence… in the nicest possible way (only kidding, Susan!) B– but I have had difficulty getting the dates and times confirmed. As far as I know, though, this is the correct information. Just keep your eye open on the TV listing for this. It’s going to be something really special, I assure you.)
+++ It's easy to distract fat people. In fact, it’s a piece of cake. +++
Oh, and congratulations to my new friend Mark Townsend; a mystifier with a difference. Mark is a priest in the Church of England who now uses mentalism as an expression of the deep human search for meaning and wonder. He recently appeared in The Independent and had a cracking two-page feature in this month’s Paranormal Magazine. He also very kindly sent me a copy of his book; The Gospel of Falling Down which is an exploration and self-help guide on discovering our inner gold through the cracks and flaws in our lives.
+++ If you ' re being chased by a police dog, try not to go through a tunnel, then on to a little seesaw, then jump through a hoop of fire… They're trained for that. +++
For our American friends… The mind of Uri Geller and the mastery of Criss Angel. PHENOMENON. If you are in the US then you will get this… Wednesday October 24 on NBC. “The search for the impossible begins.” You can check this little teaser... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X5sRA6typn4 Looks GREAT, doesn’t it.
For the rest of us, we’ll just have to wait for the UK version… Watch this space!
And finally…
Last night my wife and I were sitting in the living room and I said to her: “I never want to in a vegetative state, dependant on some machine and fluids from a bottle. If that ever happens, just pull the plug.”
She got up, unplugged the TV, and threw out my beer.
Ta-da!
Hey, I hope you all have a great October!
Best wishes to all,
Drew
LOADS OF JOKES (short ones!)
MARC BOLAN AND NORMAN TAMBLIN
EDDIE McGILL
PAUL BROOK
SAM MacKAY
BOB DYLAN
SUSAN CRAIGMILLE
ULRIC JESSOP
MARK TOWNSEND – PRIEST
URI GELLER AND CRISS ANGEL - PHENOMENON
Two hunters got a pilot to fly them to Canada to hunt moose. They bagged six. As they started loading the plane for the return trip, the pilot said the plane could take only four moose. The two lads objected strongly. ”Last year we shot six, and the pilot let us put them all on board. He had the same plane as yours." Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and all six were loaded. However, even with full power, the little plane couldn't handle the load and went down. A few moments later, climbing out of the wreckage, Tam asked Bob: "Any idea where we are?" Bob looked around and said: "I think we're pretty close to where we crashed last year."
…Ha! Hello again, and welcome to the September 2007 Newsletter.
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+++ I realised I was dyslexic when I went to a toga party dressed as a goat. +++Amazing: the three surviving members of the hard-rocking British band Led Zeppelin are to play together for the first time in almost 20-years. And an astonishing number of fans (around 80,000) every minute were hitting the Internet ticket registration site. With, literally, millions of fans trying for only a few thousand tickets, the system crashed.
That really is remarkable, given that these days most top-40 bands can’t sell enough tickets to fill a garden hut. Maybe the music of the time when I was hitting my teenage years really WAS the golden age. That’s certainly the case if the Led Zep ticket sales are anything to go by…
And talking of that era and great music, there was Hot Love, Get It On, Born To Boogie, Jeepster and so on. But this month marked the 30th anniversary of the passing of the wonderful Marc Bolan. I was a huge fan of the band T.Rex in general, and Marc Bolan in particular, as was my mate, Norman Tamblin. We LOVED the Electric Warrior album. Very few of you reading this will have heard Norman’s name before; some of you who were at school with me will remember a lovely, gentle soul.
Aged only 18, Norman had an asthma attack and died. It was the first time that our small group of chums, growing up together, ever came face-to-face with our own mortality. So Bolan’s music brings pathos, poignancy and joy. It’s something that only music – and a writer of music - can truly impart to the soul. And it’s one reason I give thanks for Marc Bolan. The man and his music.
+++ Cats have nine lives. Which makes them ideal for experimentation. +++
One of that small group of chums (mentioned earlier) invited me to a charity art exhibition – raising funds for an orphanage. This old friend of mine – we’ll call him Johnny, but his real name is Eddie McGill – had a couple of paintings on display. One of them was of the island of Fidra which lies off the coast of North Berwick where we both grew up.
Anyway, I went up to the cash desk and proclaimed that I would like to buy Johnny’s painting. Overhearing this, he swelled with pride and pleasure… somebody had bought one of his paintings. I then turned and made for the exit. The guy on the cash desk said, “Are you not going to take the painting with you?”
Fighting to keep a straight face, I said, “Good grief, no. Just chuck it in the bin… the world will be a better place without THAT thing!”
Okay, I felt guilty at Johnny’s crestfallen face. But a few seconds later, he beamed and said: “It’s a contribution, isn’t it.”
Now, for those of you who think that was mean of me, let me explain that Eddie… Sorry, I mean Johnnie… is a couple of years older than I am, and when we were growing up he was able to make my life a misery with his cutting put-downs. It took me more than 30-years to get my own back on him, but I DID it Hardehardehar (evil cackle)
+++I got a phone call today to do a gig at a fire station. Went along… Turned out it was a hoax.+++
Gigs this month involved a trip to Coventry where I had the pleasure of meeting up with a superb mind reader, Paul Brook. Paul was fascinated by Aleister Crowley (No, actually, I think you’ll find I HAVE spelled that correctly!) and later went on to gain a degree in psychology. The result is THIS – enjoy the short video clip. I guarantee you have never seen anything like it. (If you have sound, you can hear Crowley’s voice, along with an explanation of what’s going on.) Please, enjoy Paul… http://paulbrook.co.uk/vid_crowley.htm
+++ The right to bear arms is slightly less ludicrous than the right to arm bears. +++
It’s been a busy month…
I had a wonderful gig at Fawsley Hall near Daventry, along with a gig at Dunkeld Hydro, and another one at Dunblane Hydro – all wonderful, wonderful venues performing for some really lovely people. I also did a wee charity gig in Uphall, and a gig for my friend Sam MacKay at Bathgate Golf Club. That aside, I had a very laid-back performance in a lovely wee pub called Whiski, in Edinburgh’s famous Royal Mile.
Then there was a cracking little gig at St Andrews University. That aside, in the past few months I’ve also performed at Edinburgh University, and Cambridge University… can anybody get me on at Oxford? I’d like to collect the set!
Oh, and it’s about to get busier…
This month (October) I will be turning up at the Holiday Inn, Edinburgh, the Marine Hotel in Troon, Creiff Hydro, the Marcliffe in Aberdeen, then its on to Manchester and a quick exit south to a couple of days in Bournemouth before flying back from Southampton – with more dates coming in. If you are anywhere near any of these locations, let me know – I’ll be REALLY busy, but it would be great to hook up!
+++ Is it fair to say that there’d be less litter in Britain if blind people were given pointed sticks? +++
BOB DYLAN AN’ ME – HONEST!
Yes, I KNOW it’s another video clip – but, really, if you want proof that Bob Dylan is a HUGE fan of mine, then check THIS out! (And I bet you end up doing something similar…) Honestly, this is GREAT. Please take the time: www.dylanmessaging.com/messages/2GJ9-8S13-KT5H-518J-D0ZT?
+++ I saw that show, 50 Things To Do Before You Die. I would have thought the obvious one was "Shout For Help".+++
I have been told – but it’s not been confirmed - that there is going to be a great program coming up on TV. When I get the time, I like to go paragliding, and one of my associates over the years has an amazing tale to tell. His name is Ulric, and he is the subject of what promises to be one of the most astonishing stories told on TV. Ulric really IS an amazing person; and a joy to know. So please, put Wednesday October 22nd in your diary. BBC2 10pm.
Here’s what the BBC press pack said: The Most Extreme Race On Earth? (working title) BBC Two Scotland
In the summer of 2007, 30 world-class athletes began the most dangerous race of their lives – 850 kilometres across the length of the Alps travelling only by air, using a paraglider, or on foot.
Facing extreme weather and massive feats of endurance, the competitors crossed some of the most treacherous terrain in the world. Running, climbing and literally jumping off mountains, the event was probably one of the most extreme competitions ever staged.
For the first time a Scot gained entry to this amazing race. Ulric Jessop, originally from Edinburgh, faced danger, massive physical exertion and sleep deprivation all along the route. BBC Scotland gained exclusive access to Ulric's race. Cameras followed him day and night to witness this ultimate test of character which became as much a personal battle of determination and courage as a race against other competitors.
(Now, this has been given to me by a fellow flyer, Susan Craigmille, who is not the most reliable source of intelligence… in the nicest possible way (only kidding, Susan!) B– but I have had difficulty getting the dates and times confirmed. As far as I know, though, this is the correct information. Just keep your eye open on the TV listing for this. It’s going to be something really special, I assure you.)
+++ It's easy to distract fat people. In fact, it’s a piece of cake. +++
Oh, and congratulations to my new friend Mark Townsend; a mystifier with a difference. Mark is a priest in the Church of England who now uses mentalism as an expression of the deep human search for meaning and wonder. He recently appeared in The Independent and had a cracking two-page feature in this month’s Paranormal Magazine. He also very kindly sent me a copy of his book; The Gospel of Falling Down which is an exploration and self-help guide on discovering our inner gold through the cracks and flaws in our lives.
+++ If you ' re being chased by a police dog, try not to go through a tunnel, then on to a little seesaw, then jump through a hoop of fire… They're trained for that. +++
For our American friends… The mind of Uri Geller and the mastery of Criss Angel. PHENOMENON. If you are in the US then you will get this… Wednesday October 24 on NBC. “The search for the impossible begins.” You can check this little teaser... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X5sRA6typn4 Looks GREAT, doesn’t it.
For the rest of us, we’ll just have to wait for the UK version… Watch this space!
And finally…
Last night my wife and I were sitting in the living room and I said to her: “I never want to in a vegetative state, dependant on some machine and fluids from a bottle. If that ever happens, just pull the plug.”
She got up, unplugged the TV, and threw out my beer.
Ta-da!
Hey, I hope you all have a great October!
Best wishes to all,
Drew
August 2007
Welcome to September... Here’s what’s been happening in my strange little world in the past month.
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Drew McAdam Newsletter: AUGUST. 2007.
MEET YOURSELF IN THIS MONTH’S NEWSLETTER:
GARY JAMES
RICKY McLEOD
STEVE HARLEY
DAVID SUTHERLAND
HELEN KING
JOHN MACPHERSON
CHRIS COX
STEPHEN LONG
BARRY CRYER (Hello, Barry!)
LI’L EMILY
PAUL ZENON
BRIAN BLESSED
MEGA-MOUTH
Remember the film Jaws? Who doesn’t? It’s been showing a lot this month on TV and I still love that film; it always reminds me of a promotional photographic shoot at Deep Sea World that involved me pulling on scuba diving gear and clambering into the massive tank with a host of sea creatures, including two massive – and I MEAN massive – sand tiger sharks. Of course, the photographs were useless… the person with the wild, staring eyes behind the mask and regulator could have been anybody! What an incredible experience that was, though. And for those of you who are fans of the film: “We’re going to need a bigger... pair of underpants!”
PURE MAGIC
Gary James (those of you who attended the party last year will remember him well) got a great piece of coverage in this month’s Evening News. You can read it here http://living.scotsman.com/tv.cfm?id=1221192007
He really is a remarkable young man. Oh, and while we’re on the subject of Gary, congratulations to him and “Tricky” Ricky McLeod who won a prestigious magic competition at Loch Ness this month. Well done, guys!
HARLEY AND THE STONES
You’ll all know by now that I’m a massive fan of Steve Harley (and Cockney Rebel, of course!) Busy as he is, Steve has become a good friend and usually takes the time to reply to my newsletters (that’s what it’s for, folks.) So, this month I’m passing on a link to his online diary http://steveharley.com/diary.html#070807 where you can read about his escapade when he supported the Rolling Stones in Warsaw last month. Lucky beggar!
STATISTICS
There is a statistic detailing the chances of an American soldier being fatally shot in Iraq. Apparently the rate is 60 per 100,000 soldiers.
Yet the firearm death rate in Washington DC is 80 per 100,000 citizens.
The conclusion, therefore, is that the US should pull out of Washington.
THIS MONTH’S GIGS AND BEYOND
This month I had gigs in Larbert – where I saw The Singing Waiters for the first time. What a hoot they are – and then two gigs at The Dalmahoy Hotel. I also ended up doing a gig in Glencalvie, Sutherland. For those of you whose geography is a bit rusty, Sutherland is north-west of Inverness. It’s a wilderness of tumbling rivers, lochs, light, forest and hills. It’s actually closer to Arctic Circle than to London! My accommodation was in a small B&B, where the little old landlady had put a hot water bottle in the bed for my return. How sweet is that!?
One of the great things about my job is that I get to visit places that are on my tick list. And Glencalvie is one of these places. (Thank you, David Sutherland). Or, to be more exact, Croick Church, This is where one of the more “harrowing events in Scottish history took place. Known as the Clearances, 18 families were cleared from the glen where they had lived for generations. The families comprising about 90 people – men, women and children - took shelter in Croick churchyard and their wretched plight is recorded in messages scratched on the outside of the east window of the church. These writings can still be seen clearly. It’s a poignant place, and even more poignant for the fact that several of those who look after the sheep have recently been cleared to make way for forestation. Just ask hotwater-bottle-weilding Katie about that!
There was also a gig at one of my favourite hotels, Norwood Hall, Aberdeen, which gave me the chance to visit the Maritime Museum and the Thermopylae exhibition (The Thermopylae was a tea-clipper – the only ship to ever beat The Cutty Sark. My great, great grandfather was the skipper of that particular ship.)
I also had a fantastic gig at Herriot Watt University, in the very auditorium that had been the venue for my daughter’s graduation ceremony earlier this month.
All this was rounded of with a gig in Alloa. Held out of doors, it was a really energetic affair with a lot going on; part of which was me. Great stuff!
‘ELLO ‘ELLEN
Some of you who read this from my old North Berwick days will remember Helen King (We both grew up in the same street.) Well, it was my great pleasure to meet up with her again, some 30-odd years on. We had a great laugh about our schooldays and youth-club days; childhood memories and adventures. The annoying this is, she’s hardly changed!
CLICK CLICK
I bought a camera this month… I’ve always had an old cast iron office-safe-type Pentax K1000 kicking around my office, and have spent many happy hours snapping landscapes and oddities that took my fancy around Scotland over the years. So, I upgraded to a digital version of the same camera. You can see some of the results from this month’s journeys here… http://aolpictures.aol.co.uk/galleries/espmcadam
Now, while surfing the web I came across some truly astounding pictures by Scots photographer John MacPherson. We got into an email conversation, and I must say he was very kind about my efforts. However, he gave me permission to duplicate part of one of his emails which I think is just wonderful. I’d like to share it with you, so here it is – advice to a tyro snapper, though I feel the moral runs a little deeper.
“I'm regularly asked how I find the stuff to photograph, and reply - well there's no shortage of stuff, there's loads of it lying around all over the place - the challenge isn't about knowing what to include in your pictures, but what to leave out. Recording an image that 'works' is all about finding the essence of a location/subject - trying to isolate certain aspects/qualities that define it - and that’s the fun of photography. If you can strip away all the stuff that’s not relevant what you'll have left will be very very relevant.
And I did this intuitively, and didn't think too much about that process until I heard a wonderful interview on Radio 4. A rather snooty middle-class woman talking to a 'rough' sounding country fellow who carved walking sticks.
She described the standard of work on one of the pieces...’I am holding an exquisite walking stick made by Charlie, it's yew and ash combined and the handle is a leaping fish and is an elegant and sensual evocation of a brook trout in mid leap - and you can just visualise the elegant arching trajectory it took when it grabbed the mayfly in the air above the brook's glassy surface. And I'm running my hand over it, the individual scales are perfectly formed and provide grip under your palm, the dorsal fin a raised lip under your fingers. It’s a wonderfully realised piece that encapsulates both the elegance of a wild thing and the astonishing skills of the artist, for this is true artistry.....to be able to take a piece of roughly hewn wood and through some almost alchemical process create this sinuous and exquisite wild creature… Tell me, Charlie, how do you do it, how can you possibly create such life from something inert?’
To which the master replied ‘…Errr you want tae make a fish shape, so ye just cut away all the bits that don’t look like a fish, and you'll be left with.....err....um.....a fish’.
Now, when I'm asked how I can make such photographic compositions I just smile and say: ‘I just cut away all the parts that don’t look like fish.
Good stuff is all around us, all the time. We just need to look for it.”
Isn’t that wonderful?
And you can see John’s work here. http://www.john.macpherson.btinternet.co.uk/pixindex-landsca.html DO, please, spend some time looking at them. They’ll inspire you.
A WEE JOKE
A man and woman were having dinner in a fine restaurant. Their waitress, taking another order at a table a few steps away, suddenly noticed that the man was slowly sliding down his chair and under the table, but the woman acted unconcerned.
The waitress watched as the man slid all the way down his chair and out of sight under the table. Still the woman appeared calm and unruffled, apparently unaware that her dining companion had disappeared.
The waitress went over to the table and said to the woman, "Pardon me, ma'am, but I think your husband just slid under the table."
The woman calmly looked up at her and said: "No he didn't. He just walked in the door."
FESTIVAL
Edinburgh Festival again, and this year I only did a few reviews, and those were performers who interested me. (Chris Cox earned 4 stars, as did Stephen Long. But I machine-gunned the hypnotist.) Both had some wonderful new approaches to the art of mind-reading. But get this; Stephen Long rewards each participant who comes onstage to help him by suggesting they help themselves from a bag of Revels sweets, (You know, orange, toffee, raisin and so on?) On the way back to their seat, he stops them, and announces what flavour it is they’re sucking on! How DOES he do that?
BEST YEARS…
What an exciting time it’s been for my wee chum, Li’l Emily. Within a few days she has celebrated her 5th birthday, had a party, left nursery and started school – and on top of all that she has somehow taught herself to talk without ever having to breathe in. Phew! Great to share in her excitement, though, don’t you think?
SHOWTIME
Last year I wasn’t able to meet up with top TV magician Paul Zenon on his annual pilgrimage to the Festival. (I was working down south while he was performing up here.) However, this year we more than made up for it. And that’s where it gets a little bit weird.
I had driven into Edinburgh, thinking I MUST give Paul a call and find out where he is. At the same time (I later discovered) HE had been thinking that he must give me a call. To cut a long story short, I popped into a public loo and I happened to glance next to me – and there was Paul at the next urinal! (Okay, I KNOW it’s all a bit unsavoury, but it’s also rather weird.)
And in a further coincidence, I had just discovered that Barry Cryer was up for The Festival (those of you who have been getting this e-mail might remember that Barry and I were on the same bill in York.) And there he was! (I still get embarrassed when some bloke hugs me, but somehow with Barry that’s all right!)
Anyway, it just so happened that Paul had some free time, as did I. (No, really!) So we had a couple of great days. Paul wanted to visit Rosslyn Chapel – so that’s off his tick list now. We also had a couple of beers and a couple of great meals. We also took the opportunity to take in a couple of shows, including the visually stunning “Fuerzabruta”. Here is a review, entitled Sensory Overload from Nicol Husband: A man runs frantically on a conveyor belt headlong into unavoidable obstacles; nymph-like beauties writhe, close enough to touch, on water-covered perspex; women somersault across floating tinfoil walls bathed in an aura of multicoloured light as wind and water pound the audience. Is it about trying to cling onto reality as you struggle through the obstacles of everyday life? Man’s need to reconnect with nature? The necessity of taking risks to achieve fulfilment or nothing at all? Standing room only and with audience interaction aplenty, this is a unique and memorable Fringe experience.
Yeah... you had to have been there… and I was! Thanks, Paul!
BLESSED
I caught a short excerpt of Brian Blessed (the loudest man alive) on a talk show recently. What an incredible man… Funny, a great lover of life and a nice fella’ to boot. He is about to make his fourth attempt on Mount Everest – at the age of seventy! He really is somebody with whom you would just love to share a pint and listen to a selection of his stories.
Well, long before these newsletters started, I had the pleasure of working up-close with Brian on a film (terrible film, right enough!) There is nothing of the luvvie about him: what you see is what you get. One of my heroes, I guess.
And here are a couple of wonderful quotes from him: “‘Stop dreaming’ is the worst thing any teacher can say. Play, adventure, fresh air, wilderness, stimulus, travel in the end are the great educators. I can’t stand this society’s concept of success and its material needs. It’s all crap. The older I get the more all I want in life is a rucksack and a tent. And the most important thing of all is to have a go.” And then this: "Every time I see Patrick (Stewart) he weeps; 'You're going to die on one of your expeditions.' But I feel the biggest danger in life is not taking adventure.
The man speaks the truth!
Oh, and if you get this newsletter – and we meet up some time – that entitles you to hear the story about Brian Blessed and the poor sap of a fork-lift driver.
A YEAR GONE BY ALREADY?
And, finally, this from last year. Exactly a year ago, my newsletter reported this story… Can’t believe it’s a year, but here it is again for the latest additions to the newsletter mailing list (and welcome to you, too!)
A over T
For those of you who have been in my offices, you’ll know that it’s a two-storey affair, with all the toys and fun-stuff downstairs, and the nerve-centre / command room upstairs. So, there I was, in front of the computer, in my big, leather, IVI (I’m Very Important) chair... rubbing a spoon and willing it to bend (Hey, we all have to practice, you know!) I was suddenly aware that my chair felt unstable. Leaning over the arm to take a closer look, yes... it seemed that one of the solid steel and chrome legs was actually bending! I leaned a bit further to get a better view. YES! It was definitely bending... and SNAP! This was followed by a spectacular backward somersault as the whole thing tipped over. I SWEAR I saw the reflection of the soles of my shoes in the monitor as I vanished backwards. It was only by an amazing turn of fortune that I didn’t actually continue my journey head-over-heels down the stairs! Metal-bending? Enough!
ENDS
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Drew McAdam Newsletter: AUGUST. 2007.
MEET YOURSELF IN THIS MONTH’S NEWSLETTER:
GARY JAMES
RICKY McLEOD
STEVE HARLEY
DAVID SUTHERLAND
HELEN KING
JOHN MACPHERSON
CHRIS COX
STEPHEN LONG
BARRY CRYER (Hello, Barry!)
LI’L EMILY
PAUL ZENON
BRIAN BLESSED
MEGA-MOUTH
Remember the film Jaws? Who doesn’t? It’s been showing a lot this month on TV and I still love that film; it always reminds me of a promotional photographic shoot at Deep Sea World that involved me pulling on scuba diving gear and clambering into the massive tank with a host of sea creatures, including two massive – and I MEAN massive – sand tiger sharks. Of course, the photographs were useless… the person with the wild, staring eyes behind the mask and regulator could have been anybody! What an incredible experience that was, though. And for those of you who are fans of the film: “We’re going to need a bigger... pair of underpants!”
PURE MAGIC
Gary James (those of you who attended the party last year will remember him well) got a great piece of coverage in this month’s Evening News. You can read it here http://living.scotsman.com/tv.cfm?id=1221192007
He really is a remarkable young man. Oh, and while we’re on the subject of Gary, congratulations to him and “Tricky” Ricky McLeod who won a prestigious magic competition at Loch Ness this month. Well done, guys!
HARLEY AND THE STONES
You’ll all know by now that I’m a massive fan of Steve Harley (and Cockney Rebel, of course!) Busy as he is, Steve has become a good friend and usually takes the time to reply to my newsletters (that’s what it’s for, folks.) So, this month I’m passing on a link to his online diary http://steveharley.com/diary.html#070807 where you can read about his escapade when he supported the Rolling Stones in Warsaw last month. Lucky beggar!
STATISTICS
There is a statistic detailing the chances of an American soldier being fatally shot in Iraq. Apparently the rate is 60 per 100,000 soldiers.
Yet the firearm death rate in Washington DC is 80 per 100,000 citizens.
The conclusion, therefore, is that the US should pull out of Washington.
THIS MONTH’S GIGS AND BEYOND
This month I had gigs in Larbert – where I saw The Singing Waiters for the first time. What a hoot they are – and then two gigs at The Dalmahoy Hotel. I also ended up doing a gig in Glencalvie, Sutherland. For those of you whose geography is a bit rusty, Sutherland is north-west of Inverness. It’s a wilderness of tumbling rivers, lochs, light, forest and hills. It’s actually closer to Arctic Circle than to London! My accommodation was in a small B&B, where the little old landlady had put a hot water bottle in the bed for my return. How sweet is that!?
One of the great things about my job is that I get to visit places that are on my tick list. And Glencalvie is one of these places. (Thank you, David Sutherland). Or, to be more exact, Croick Church, This is where one of the more “harrowing events in Scottish history took place. Known as the Clearances, 18 families were cleared from the glen where they had lived for generations. The families comprising about 90 people – men, women and children - took shelter in Croick churchyard and their wretched plight is recorded in messages scratched on the outside of the east window of the church. These writings can still be seen clearly. It’s a poignant place, and even more poignant for the fact that several of those who look after the sheep have recently been cleared to make way for forestation. Just ask hotwater-bottle-weilding Katie about that!
There was also a gig at one of my favourite hotels, Norwood Hall, Aberdeen, which gave me the chance to visit the Maritime Museum and the Thermopylae exhibition (The Thermopylae was a tea-clipper – the only ship to ever beat The Cutty Sark. My great, great grandfather was the skipper of that particular ship.)
I also had a fantastic gig at Herriot Watt University, in the very auditorium that had been the venue for my daughter’s graduation ceremony earlier this month.
All this was rounded of with a gig in Alloa. Held out of doors, it was a really energetic affair with a lot going on; part of which was me. Great stuff!
‘ELLO ‘ELLEN
Some of you who read this from my old North Berwick days will remember Helen King (We both grew up in the same street.) Well, it was my great pleasure to meet up with her again, some 30-odd years on. We had a great laugh about our schooldays and youth-club days; childhood memories and adventures. The annoying this is, she’s hardly changed!
CLICK CLICK
I bought a camera this month… I’ve always had an old cast iron office-safe-type Pentax K1000 kicking around my office, and have spent many happy hours snapping landscapes and oddities that took my fancy around Scotland over the years. So, I upgraded to a digital version of the same camera. You can see some of the results from this month’s journeys here… http://aolpictures.aol.co.uk/galleries/espmcadam
Now, while surfing the web I came across some truly astounding pictures by Scots photographer John MacPherson. We got into an email conversation, and I must say he was very kind about my efforts. However, he gave me permission to duplicate part of one of his emails which I think is just wonderful. I’d like to share it with you, so here it is – advice to a tyro snapper, though I feel the moral runs a little deeper.
“I'm regularly asked how I find the stuff to photograph, and reply - well there's no shortage of stuff, there's loads of it lying around all over the place - the challenge isn't about knowing what to include in your pictures, but what to leave out. Recording an image that 'works' is all about finding the essence of a location/subject - trying to isolate certain aspects/qualities that define it - and that’s the fun of photography. If you can strip away all the stuff that’s not relevant what you'll have left will be very very relevant.
And I did this intuitively, and didn't think too much about that process until I heard a wonderful interview on Radio 4. A rather snooty middle-class woman talking to a 'rough' sounding country fellow who carved walking sticks.
She described the standard of work on one of the pieces...’I am holding an exquisite walking stick made by Charlie, it's yew and ash combined and the handle is a leaping fish and is an elegant and sensual evocation of a brook trout in mid leap - and you can just visualise the elegant arching trajectory it took when it grabbed the mayfly in the air above the brook's glassy surface. And I'm running my hand over it, the individual scales are perfectly formed and provide grip under your palm, the dorsal fin a raised lip under your fingers. It’s a wonderfully realised piece that encapsulates both the elegance of a wild thing and the astonishing skills of the artist, for this is true artistry.....to be able to take a piece of roughly hewn wood and through some almost alchemical process create this sinuous and exquisite wild creature… Tell me, Charlie, how do you do it, how can you possibly create such life from something inert?’
To which the master replied ‘…Errr you want tae make a fish shape, so ye just cut away all the bits that don’t look like a fish, and you'll be left with.....err....um.....a fish’.
Now, when I'm asked how I can make such photographic compositions I just smile and say: ‘I just cut away all the parts that don’t look like fish.
Good stuff is all around us, all the time. We just need to look for it.”
Isn’t that wonderful?
And you can see John’s work here. http://www.john.macpherson.btinternet.co.uk/pixindex-landsca.html DO, please, spend some time looking at them. They’ll inspire you.
A WEE JOKE
A man and woman were having dinner in a fine restaurant. Their waitress, taking another order at a table a few steps away, suddenly noticed that the man was slowly sliding down his chair and under the table, but the woman acted unconcerned.
The waitress watched as the man slid all the way down his chair and out of sight under the table. Still the woman appeared calm and unruffled, apparently unaware that her dining companion had disappeared.
The waitress went over to the table and said to the woman, "Pardon me, ma'am, but I think your husband just slid under the table."
The woman calmly looked up at her and said: "No he didn't. He just walked in the door."
FESTIVAL
Edinburgh Festival again, and this year I only did a few reviews, and those were performers who interested me. (Chris Cox earned 4 stars, as did Stephen Long. But I machine-gunned the hypnotist.) Both had some wonderful new approaches to the art of mind-reading. But get this; Stephen Long rewards each participant who comes onstage to help him by suggesting they help themselves from a bag of Revels sweets, (You know, orange, toffee, raisin and so on?) On the way back to their seat, he stops them, and announces what flavour it is they’re sucking on! How DOES he do that?
BEST YEARS…
What an exciting time it’s been for my wee chum, Li’l Emily. Within a few days she has celebrated her 5th birthday, had a party, left nursery and started school – and on top of all that she has somehow taught herself to talk without ever having to breathe in. Phew! Great to share in her excitement, though, don’t you think?
SHOWTIME
Last year I wasn’t able to meet up with top TV magician Paul Zenon on his annual pilgrimage to the Festival. (I was working down south while he was performing up here.) However, this year we more than made up for it. And that’s where it gets a little bit weird.
I had driven into Edinburgh, thinking I MUST give Paul a call and find out where he is. At the same time (I later discovered) HE had been thinking that he must give me a call. To cut a long story short, I popped into a public loo and I happened to glance next to me – and there was Paul at the next urinal! (Okay, I KNOW it’s all a bit unsavoury, but it’s also rather weird.)
And in a further coincidence, I had just discovered that Barry Cryer was up for The Festival (those of you who have been getting this e-mail might remember that Barry and I were on the same bill in York.) And there he was! (I still get embarrassed when some bloke hugs me, but somehow with Barry that’s all right!)
Anyway, it just so happened that Paul had some free time, as did I. (No, really!) So we had a couple of great days. Paul wanted to visit Rosslyn Chapel – so that’s off his tick list now. We also had a couple of beers and a couple of great meals. We also took the opportunity to take in a couple of shows, including the visually stunning “Fuerzabruta”. Here is a review, entitled Sensory Overload from Nicol Husband: A man runs frantically on a conveyor belt headlong into unavoidable obstacles; nymph-like beauties writhe, close enough to touch, on water-covered perspex; women somersault across floating tinfoil walls bathed in an aura of multicoloured light as wind and water pound the audience. Is it about trying to cling onto reality as you struggle through the obstacles of everyday life? Man’s need to reconnect with nature? The necessity of taking risks to achieve fulfilment or nothing at all? Standing room only and with audience interaction aplenty, this is a unique and memorable Fringe experience.
Yeah... you had to have been there… and I was! Thanks, Paul!
BLESSED
I caught a short excerpt of Brian Blessed (the loudest man alive) on a talk show recently. What an incredible man… Funny, a great lover of life and a nice fella’ to boot. He is about to make his fourth attempt on Mount Everest – at the age of seventy! He really is somebody with whom you would just love to share a pint and listen to a selection of his stories.
Well, long before these newsletters started, I had the pleasure of working up-close with Brian on a film (terrible film, right enough!) There is nothing of the luvvie about him: what you see is what you get. One of my heroes, I guess.
And here are a couple of wonderful quotes from him: “‘Stop dreaming’ is the worst thing any teacher can say. Play, adventure, fresh air, wilderness, stimulus, travel in the end are the great educators. I can’t stand this society’s concept of success and its material needs. It’s all crap. The older I get the more all I want in life is a rucksack and a tent. And the most important thing of all is to have a go.” And then this: "Every time I see Patrick (Stewart) he weeps; 'You're going to die on one of your expeditions.' But I feel the biggest danger in life is not taking adventure.
The man speaks the truth!
Oh, and if you get this newsletter – and we meet up some time – that entitles you to hear the story about Brian Blessed and the poor sap of a fork-lift driver.
A YEAR GONE BY ALREADY?
And, finally, this from last year. Exactly a year ago, my newsletter reported this story… Can’t believe it’s a year, but here it is again for the latest additions to the newsletter mailing list (and welcome to you, too!)
A over T
For those of you who have been in my offices, you’ll know that it’s a two-storey affair, with all the toys and fun-stuff downstairs, and the nerve-centre / command room upstairs. So, there I was, in front of the computer, in my big, leather, IVI (I’m Very Important) chair... rubbing a spoon and willing it to bend (Hey, we all have to practice, you know!) I was suddenly aware that my chair felt unstable. Leaning over the arm to take a closer look, yes... it seemed that one of the solid steel and chrome legs was actually bending! I leaned a bit further to get a better view. YES! It was definitely bending... and SNAP! This was followed by a spectacular backward somersault as the whole thing tipped over. I SWEAR I saw the reflection of the soles of my shoes in the monitor as I vanished backwards. It was only by an amazing turn of fortune that I didn’t actually continue my journey head-over-heels down the stairs! Metal-bending? Enough!
ENDS
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