Wednesday 15 December 2021

My Top Twenty-One of 2021: #12


My nephew's eldest daughter woke up in the same hospital I'm working in last week, having been spiked in a nightclub. She's in her early 20s, studying to be a nurse at university. She was lucky in some ways because she felt the prick of the needle and ran straight to one of the bouncers who was able to help her to a back room before she passed up.

She's back home now and the police are investigating, but they're not looking for a young man. There were only women around on the dancefloor when she was spiked, and the main suspect is a girl wearing a green dress who left the club soon after. 

This is all new to me. I've heard of drink spiking, of course, but someone stabbing you with a needle? It seems robbery is the motive these days as much, if not more so, than sexual assault... but that doesn't make it any better. J has to wait six weeks now for the results of blood tests to make sure she hasn't contracted anything from the attack. The police advised her to go on social media and report what had happened, to alert as many people as possible to the fact that this kind of thing is going on. I thought I'd do the same. If there are any young women in your family, or acquaintance, please make them aware that this kind of thing is going on.

As if the world isn't screwed up enough right now...


12. Andrew Howie - Pale White Branches

Reminiscent of both Prefab Sprout and the Pearlfishers, the latest album from Scottish music teacher Andrew Howie is a serious work of art.

I've already sung the praises of the long lost 80s bromance of Broompark Drive, but there's much more to enjoy on this record. Every song tells a haunting tale, packed with the kind of observational detail that Craig Finn (see yesterday) would be proud of. 

And then comes Madeleine, a song guaranteed to bring a lump to your throat, with a riff to die for. 

Madeline was chasing rainbows in the car
In the back seat baby tiger tucked beneath her arm
Looking behind-ways and sideways
Queasiness swimming round her head
From the front seat, Daddy
Turns around and says,
Darling look straight ahead

By the time the Bee Gees earworm hits, you'll be reaching for a hanky.


Why wasn't my music teacher this cool?


5 comments:

  1. Shocking re spiking. Fingers crossed all is well for your nephew's daughter.

    That's a new act and song to me, like it a lot.

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  2. That’s terrible.Hope they catch the scroat who did it.
    I got that album after you featured it first time round.
    There was a Broompark Drive near me growing up.Wonder if it is the same one?

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  3. What an awful thing to happen - Cross fingers all will be well with the test. Yet another thing for young women to be on the look out for. Grrr...

    As for the song, lump in the throat stuff as you say. And, I remember CC saying that about Broompark Drive last time - I take it all in.

    (Your spread out family means your son must have cousins almost as old as you - It happens)
    As for the song, lump in the throat stuff as you say.

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    1. Yes, my oldest nephew is 4 years younger than I am.

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