They congregate at dusk, at dawn. Lucid shadows wearing beards, or welding goggles, or in anoraks still ‘advertising’ the nuclear facility they were ‘borrowed’ from. Fleet of foot and resolute in purpose, they move through the city barely noticed – their destination a footbridge over the motorway that obliterated whole tracts of the once-proud townscape, back when social improvement had a distinctly dystopian flavour.
And it’s there, high above the twelve lanes of dorsal traffic that delineate the M8 from the M77, that music devices are synchronized, and with funky headphones firmly in place, they begin to dance, silently, to a soundtrack of the finest German electronica money can buy. And “Break Out”, by Swing Out Sister.
I’m tempted to join their club, gain entrance to this society. I’ve even discussed – out loud – my plan. It was only then that I was informed that I’d imagined them. Again.
Below the words: “Drink Drank Drunk” by A Sunny Day in Glasgow . This is a band who own a name suggestive of Govan heritage or Partick lineage or a mad old aunt living behind the School of Art building off Sauchiehall Street. This is a band whose sound is positioned towards ’89 or ’90 in some place like Reading or Oxford or Chapterhouse’s record collection, but are actually based in Philadelphia – a top city to invest some of your hard-earned time in (cue the memory of sitting drunk in a downtown tattoo parlour about sixty minutes before my flight was due to leave, yet somehow making it back to Heathrow both on time and with a design that still makes me smile to this day).
I’ve been planning to feature this track for a while, but had to wait until it really was a sunny day in Glasgow. That rare solar alignment now met, it’s probably the hour to investigate the song’s title…
A Sunny Day in Glasgow / Drink Drank Drunk