Highland fling

There was a rather fun little impromptu gig in Ginkgo last night, with Skerryvore, a young band of folk rockers from the West of Scotland, taking the stage.  Apparently they'd only just arrived in town - brought over by the Scots government to promote Scottishness for a few days, or somesuch - and had booked in the extra show at Ginkgo at just a few hours' notice.   Alas, they didn't actually get going until around 11pm, and then, after playing only a relatively short set, took a drink break so protracted that one began to doubt they would ever return to play more (it was getting on towards 1am when I gave up on them; well, I had been drinking for 9 hours by that point!).  I don't know if they did play on into the wee small hours, but apparently they made enough of an impression that Olly has invited them back tonight.  So, well worth checking out if you're in this part of town - Ginkgo from 10ish (or 11...).  They have a Pogues-y zest about them.  And a very good fiddle player.  And bagpipes (which, in a confined space, are just awesome: you don't need any amplification with bagpipes!).  FUN.