I hadn't, truth be told, been planning a trip to Scotland for years and years. Other than Australia, I'd never left North America, and I wanted to go somewhere with interesting history and a fair number of English speakers (since my Spanish is so rusty and I prefer to be mocked in my own language).The thing is, there are a fair number of countries that fit the bill. But why Scotland? And why in April of 2014?
Because of music.
I have a whole deal about my relationship with music that involves my parents, lack of cable television, and lots of other stuff, but that's potentially even more boring than my normal entries so I'll say this: my favorite two bands in the world are from Scotland.I've been a Teenage Fanclub fan for over 20 years and I've seen them a few times when they've come to the US. The band never got HUGE, but they did (and are doing) pretty well for themselves.
I've been a Dropkick fan for about five years. For whatever reason, they have never achieved the (relatively) lofty heights of Teenage Fanclub. They tour Scotland and Spain occasionally, but haven't made it to the USA.
A few years ago I purchased one of their CDs online, and I got a personal email back from one of the members. I asked when they were coming to Seattle and he said if I bought them tickets and gave them a place to crash they'd be happy to.In early March I was sitting on my couch, watching my dog run around and taking a break from watching porn when I saw that Dropkick was going to be doing a mini-tour in Scotland to support their latest album.
In spite of the fact that it was only about a month out, I started to formulate a plan to head to Scotland and see them. I recalled that I had an email address of a band member and sent him a missive, asking a few questions. He generously (and promptly!) replied, recommended which venues I should check out, and some of the sights I should see.
Buoyed by this response, I started to make my plans. Scotland it would be.
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