Ivor Cutler took us for speech and drama in my time at primary school. I saw him many years later at a poetry reading night, for some reason I did not chat to him I think the teaching was something he did to get by. He was a talented teacher I thought of him not as a musician or actor but as a great performance artist I write this as a complement.
I cannot begin to describe the influence this work had on the start of my writing journey. Mister Cutler was an absolute legend who made social commentary appear effortless whilst coated in surreal humour. He is one of the few people I am truly saddened that I never had the chance to meet.
@AS Chambers I only discovered Cutler a couple of weeks ago, while driving late at night... BBC Radio 4...or might have been 4 Extra... He was singing "Who's That Knocking on the Door".... while accompanying himself on the harmonium. While listening to it, I was thinking.. "what a load of old bollocks". but I'm slowly starting to "get" it. Having done a little reading up on him, I have the feeling that, had you met the guy... you may have come away a little disappointed. I feel he may have been a little dissmissive of you..and all else who wanted to meet him. I may be doing the man a disservice.. but it's the way I feel.
Saw him perform several times in Londons Round House. Usually in between sets of the weirdest alternative rock/jazz bands around. I wasn’t quite sure of what to make of him then and now but I get the feeling that he was smarter than anyone else on the planet.
I think he lived in Kentish Town - which was a bit grungy and not as hip or happening as Camden, but had the Bull & Gate. He used to cycle around dressed in the same eccentric way as when he was performing. I bumped into him a few times, once summoning up the courage to express admiration. Not so much as a smile or word of thanks as I recall. But hey, what do you expect from a special type of genius?
Gruts was my introduction to Ivor Cutler in my secondary school common room. Life was never quite the same after that, it helped with my swift development into the para un normal and sex.
Ivor Cutler took us for speech and drama in my time at primary school. I saw him many years later at a poetry reading night, for some reason I did not chat to him I think the teaching was something he did to get by. He was a talented teacher I thought of him not as a musician or actor but as a great performance artist I write this as a complement.
I cannot begin to describe the influence this work had on the start of my writing journey. Mister Cutler was an absolute legend who made social commentary appear effortless whilst coated in surreal humour. He is one of the few people I am truly saddened that I never had the chance to meet.
@AS Chambers I only discovered Cutler a couple of weeks ago, while driving late at night... BBC Radio 4...or might have been 4 Extra... He was singing "Who's That Knocking on the Door".... while accompanying himself on the harmonium. While listening to it, I was thinking.. "what a load of old bollocks". but I'm slowly starting to "get" it.
Having done a little reading up on him, I have the feeling that, had you met the guy... you may have come away a little disappointed. I feel he may have been a little dissmissive of you..and all else who wanted to meet him. I may be doing the man a disservice.. but it's the way I feel.
wait wtf is he talkin about gritz or something else cuz idk
The slow build… masterful!
LMAO!!!! The best line...!...you'll poison the dog"!
Saw him perform several times in Londons Round House. Usually in between sets of the weirdest alternative rock/jazz bands around. I wasn’t quite sure of what to make of him then and now but I get the feeling that he was smarter than anyone else on the planet.
I saw him at the Roundhouse July 1978!
@@croiners4166 I was probably sitting (on the floor) next to you! Can you remember who else was on stage that night?
I think he lived in Kentish Town - which was a bit grungy and not as hip or happening as Camden, but had the Bull & Gate. He used to cycle around dressed in the same eccentric way as when he was performing. I bumped into him a few times, once summoning up the courage to express admiration. Not so much as a smile or word of thanks as I recall. But hey, what do you expect from a special type of genius?
Gruts was my introduction to Ivor Cutler in my secondary school common room. Life was never quite the same after that, it helped with my swift development into the para un normal and sex.
Genius!
Wow! Thanks!
Yes Mr.Bloodvessel
Fish Fright, that is a treasure.
Now I finally understand where Joey Ramone got his accent...
i kinda fuck with this
Gruts 2 pls
Grats, with an A. If you look closely, Neil in character as a dipsomaniac journalist types it on his Remington between songs.
Neil was wrong: the poem (and book) refer to Gruts.
What the hell are gruts 🤪
🥔 taters 🥔
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Scotland is magickal
Fried in butter, just as you like them ....
they are delicious fried in butter