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Ian Hunter

Ian Hunter

 

Hiya:-) I've been on a mad one today, life is up and down, today it went up and up after a point where I felt rough early on. I was going through some negative feelings but then, decided to go to see Ian Hunter, at Birmingham town Hall. It was really good, he is 71 now, doesn't look a day over 80.No, he was really good, laying on his bluesy country tinged Dylanesque songs, delivered with soul and world weary experience. It had feeling, a load of old glam classics



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came through with full on rocking spirit at the end, it was worth the £20 ticket. Usually I get complimentary tickets, as I write reviews for a newspaper but it was nice to just relax, have a few drinks, and not have to worry about work.
 
I don't really want to do this blog as a means of promoting Village Green Machine any more, ie in a chomping-at-the bit- full on way. We work hard, we'll get somewhere anyway so this is just to relate to you-) I know there are privacy issues, I guess these days we can all decide whether to appear as ourselves undressed before humanity on the internet, or we can be hermetic, or at some in between point. As a songwriter I declare much which in ordinary social circumstances would remain private, and damn it I tell things to every listener who hears my songs. But its a choice. And I do hope, actually, that some gain succour and comfort, and identification. I see people's emotional reactions to my songs when I play live, I know when someone relates, and I address life's pain on occasion in lyric.And  I'm a grown up, I have a certain amount of wisdom to share as I have been through a lot, and survived. So any engagement with my lyrics which helps someone is of course extremely desirable to me. I mean I am not on a mercy mission every time I write a song, but sometimes I would like to point certain things out which may be instructive. I never try to make the music go with the lyrics, it is weird how it all shapes up, and is a process I don't understand.
 
 I'm off now, going to find a beer, bye x


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