Trouble with a tap

​Even though it’s in the basement, the Venue at Òran Mór is generally too salubrious a joint to be called the bowels of the building, but there was a definite touch of that – with an added frisson of death-trap – when Ross Ainslie was sound-checking yesterday before supporting The Olllam last night: some kindly punter had ripped a tap off the wall in the gents’ upstairs (as you do, while out enjoying a pint of a weekend. . .) and water was dripping through the ceiling, right onto the stage electrics. Thankfully nobody died, and the necessary stopcock was located by showtime.

Continuing the somewhat lavatorial theme, also at Òran Mór yesterday, a member of the tech team was spotted scurrying through the venue with a copious armful of loo-roll, prompting  the following text to Ross from his manager/minder: ‘If I find you actually have been getting the stage crew to wipe your a**e, there’s going be trouble.’

Talking of trouble – what does the line-up of Rosses both Ainslie and Couper, Tom Oakes, Jarlath Henderson, John Somerville, Kevin O’Neill, Hamish Napier, Ali Hutton and Colin Nicolson, collectively invading the Festival Club stage around 3am on Saturday night, sound like to you? Having spent almost as much time selecting their name as they did on preparing their arrangements, they riotously fulfilled their self-imposed brief of tearing through their entire half-hour set without a single interruption, rejoicing in the moniker of Ross Couper and the See You Next Tuesdays.

Following on from yesterday’s story about the chainsaw operator drafted in to guest with Colin MacIntyre, at his Mull Historical Society gig on Friday, apparently the only information Macintyre had for the guest-list were that his newly recruited accompanist was called Sonny – they didn’t get as far as surnames – and that he’d like a +1 for his wife. So what names, inevitably, were on the door? Sonny and Cher, natch.
Spoons Crisis At City Hall! might not score very high as a tabloid-worthy headline (not that Celtic Connections generally wants to be making the red-top front pages) but it might raise a smile among festival-goers, after workshops programme organiser Caroline Hewat found herself without the requisite cutlery items for a full complement of eager would-be learners lined-up for yesterday’s Come & Try spoons workshop. Apparently new spoons had been promised, but not delivered, so Hewat found herself addressing the conundrum of requisitioning 40 spoons in short order in the Merchant City on a Saturday teatime – until last year’s set were eventually found in the box with the bodhrans, having been purchased 12 months ago in similar haste from Poundland: apparently you don’t need special ones or anything.