Maps Campbell

Happy weather

Maps — Tue, 25 May 2010 11:08:55 +0000

Ah, has been lovely sunny weather the last few days. Cheering, warming, even the cat looks pleased. I had a good time at the Southside Festival on the weekend, though its a shame the Council seem to think a family-type festival will be consumed in hellfire and mass murder should they relax their anti-booze bylaw in the park for a solitary day. Would-be merry cider-drinkers were coralled in a tiny holding pen, and en-grumpened and slighty de-merrified as a result. Still, tis a little churlish to complain. It was dead sunny.

Gig - Fri 24 June @ 13th Note

Maps — Sun, 16 May 2010 17:24:38 +0000

with Levenshulme Bicycle Orchestra
…an avant-garde musical troupe from north of England.

13th Note Cafe, King St, Glasgow

time and pounds tbc

Folkering

Maps — Sat, 08 May 2010 18:34:48 +0000

I’m back after several months of focusing on green activism. I’m on the hunt for gigs.

New recordings!

Maps — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 15:28:49 +0000

Imperfect home recordings, but recordings none the less of traditional songs “The Trees They Do Grow High” and “The Deserter”.

7th March 2010.

the-trees-they-do-grow-high-march-2010

The Deserter - March 2010

Dearie me

Maps — Thu, 25 Feb 2010 11:07:31 +0000

Need to make more time to blog! It’s definitely a habit thing. I’ve got lots of thoughts and mostly they just take their leave of me in verbal form. But it would be fine to put some more down on paper. Or screen.

Here’s a wee poem in the meantime. I’m a singer and an organiser and a person who thinks, more than a poem-writing person. But I scribbled the following on the bus today and here it is.

Is it?

Is it a long, wide road to Avalon?
And what will we do when we’re there?

Take the bus this morning.
The air in the flat is cold,
but not as cold as it could be.

There is food in my kitchen, extra.
In my kitchen, there are oats and bread.

To the garden – I have a garden.
Small but living.

A mouse in the wood bin.
A high cry. Evolved maybe,
for the need near of danger.

But there is no danger, here.

A walk to the bus,
the kicking of slush.

The brings and rings and mutterings
of fifty winter coats.
Tinny non-sound, me-sound, I-am sound.

The twitching of thumbs.
The turning of pages.

And on the display, the date, the time
Then all unknowingly,
“No RB”.

Back in blog

Maps — Sun, 07 Feb 2010 01:03:33 +0000

Well, I shall be back blogging. And at the moment I’m less of a folk singer and more of an activist. Specifically, I’ve been selected as a candidate for Glasgow South at the upcoming Westminster election for the Scottish Greens!

Music and people and organising are all rather closely connected for me.

Happy New Year!

Maps — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 19:25:06 +0000

Right then, I’m back, following technical problems, holidays, decorating and re-organising. To celebrate, here’s a picture of my cat - because if the internet isn’t for posting up pictures of your cat, just what the hell is it for?

Home recording #1

Maps — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 19:29:56 +0000

Here’s a home recording of one of my own songs. Help yourself if you want to download though its just a wee demo.

My Nimble Shoes

Upcoming shows? All in good time.

Maps — Sun, 25 Oct 2009 15:44:42 +0000

“The bright road seems dark…the great vessel is finished late.”

I have exploded…

Maps — Sat, 24 Oct 2009 12:07:06 +0000

….and the pieces are scattered all over the world of internet networking:

My musician site on Facebook

Me on the Twitter

If you want to, you could “follow me” or “become my fan”.

I will fully understand if you’d prefer to wait until I’m actually playing some shows and have some proper recordings.