24th or 25th October 1989
Edinburgh Playhouse
I often feel I should have liked Runrig, certainly at
least back in the days when they were really popular. Proclaimers’ music without the glasses, a
friend once described their stuff, so I was persuaded along to this gig in
Edinburgh to see for myself.
Proclaimers’ music without the wit, melodies or talent
was my eventual summary. No, I did not enjoy
this one at all. I could not fault the
band for musicianship, and Donny McLeod could certainly do the chanting thing, but there just
seemed, I don’t know, just a bit too much forced and contrived emotion going
on. That I was totally unfamiliar with
the songs did not help, but they all sounded so alike. Every single one was a bloody epic. Clap-along-a Big Country I eventually
christened it.
I can recall one song which McLeod introduced with a rant
about how he could not understand how a salmon in the sea can be free, but as
soon as it swims upstream into a river, it belonged to the local Laird or whoever. That song was good, and I remember another slower
rhythmic one when the stage was bathed in blue light which was also quite
enjoyable, but that was it.
Loch Lomond of course was played, but that is such a powerfully
emotive song, particularly if you know the story, one would have to be a real
numpty to mess that one up.
Proceedings were not helped by the fact I was stuck
seated beside an overweight Nana Mouskouri
lookalike who kept dunting me with her elbows
as she danced standing next to me, but this gig was certainly one to (attempt to)
forget.
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