Memories fade but some linger for a
reason. The Skids was the definitive part of my early life. A brilliant
adventure into the world of creativity and adulthood.
I was a kid
when I joined the band in 1977 - 16 years old. By the time the
adventure had run aground I was a dazed and confused young man.
were fearless in the beginning, always trying new things and not afraid
to be different in a musical world that was beginning to sound very
derivative and safe.
Contrary to the reports from people who were
never near the centre of the band, Stuart Adamson and I got on very
well - in fact for a long time we were very close. I enjoyed writing
with him - he was generous and incredibly adaptable to my unmusical
The Skids were not just another punk band - we were
creatively ambitious as well as being close to the core beliefs of our
hard-won fans. But most importantly we loved playing live.
these memories and replanting them into 2017 has not been easy. How do
you do it? How should it sound? Are we little more than a heritage band?
These were the questions rattling around my head as I tried to
find a way to celebrate the bands 40th anniversary. The answers ended up
being very simple - Don’t over think it - Just do it. Enjoy every
minute of it. Play the songs like it might be the last time. Give it
everything. And then…….there’s the new stuff!!! The beginning of
something new rather than the end of something old.