We went to see Mike Watt and the Missingmen at Sneaky Pete’s in Edinburgh on Monday. Watt is Dave’s number one hero-idol and after seeing them in Glasgow two years ago, we were pretty excited to see how they’ve improved. Dave spoke to the man himself that night, who was so warm and kind to him. Since then, he also went to see (one of) Watt’s (many) other band(s), Il Sogno Del Marinaio and ended up chatting to the big man for so long, that Watt said, “Keep in touch” and scribbled down his email address. So Dave did.
Anyway, we went along on Monday and the band were impeccable. Last time was great, but this time was just even better. They even played a couple of Minutemen songs at the end. The guitarist, Tom Watson, walked past us and we told him he was magnificent. He looked pretty delighted and chatted away to us for about ten minutes. A total gent, he was very funny and interested in us and where we were from. I want to put these guys on in Aberdeen sometime. They like whisky, so it’d be nice to take them up north for the real stuff.
The guys all put up tour diaries from every day they’re away. I checked out the page yesterday and saw that we’d got a little mention. I love silver fox Tom. He might have spelled my name wrong, but at least he remembered it wasn’t Kristen. That earns points.
(Oh, that’s tiny. It says “I meet david and kirstin from aberdeen and david tells me about a gig he did where he fell over a monitor and broke his elbow. the bone all sticking out, it sounded horrible. nice folks though.”
Damn right, Watson.)
After Tom went to help clear the stage, we waited around to chat to Watt, who was in the middle of talking to two guys. They were speaking for quite a while, but at one point, Watt must have been given the nod that the van was ready to go, and stood up. He clocked Dave and lunged at him to pull him in for a giant, emotional-looking hug and told him he was wonderful and thanked him for coming. It was pretty magical and kinda pissed all over the ‘never meet your heroes’ thing.