An evening with Tom McRae
Even though I visit tons of concerts, I rarely write anything about them. This will be an exception. The British singer-songwriter Tom McRae visited Gothenburg for the first time ever this evening, a welcome exception to the kind of concerts I usually attend.
I sat on the first row, a few meters from The Man, and got goose bumps as he opened the evening alone on stage with no instruments at all, singing “Mermaid Blues” a capella!
Actually, the rest of the show was nice too. Tom is hosting the Hotel Café Tour which includes several aspiring singer-songwriters going on tour together. They got one thing in common, they’re all a bunch of sad composers. One of them was introduced as “he will likely write the soundtrack to your suicide”. So of course they were all good.
Quote of the day:
“A quick scan through today’s paper reveals the world in an alarming new light. America has discovered irony. George Bush calling the result of the election in the Ukraine suspicious and failing to recognize the newly elected head of state? This is political comedy on a grand scale, much like suggesting the invasion of Iraq was about the prevention of terrorism.”
— Tom McRae
But however much I choose to praise them, the evening went downhill after that very first song. How peculiar.