Radio Show Glasgow Adventure Time

Hey Hey Guys!!

Today has been a good day.

I had my first ever Radio Show, What’s Up With Gem?, on, I got some life changing news and I saw (potentially) the love of my life. Yeah, y’all heard it! I’m making it¬† more than FBO; I’m taking that s**t to the¬†BLOG!!

Just a wierd man playing a violin while walking a tightrope. Standard in Glasgow

Just a wierd man playing a violin while walking a tightrope. Standard in Glasgow

So today I have a lot to be thankful for. It all started this morning, early (too early for my student brain to get it’s tiny little temperament around, if I’m honest). My doctor gave me the news I’ve waited 106 days to hear. I literally¬†skipped down the corridor from his office with glee that would make McKinley High School proud.

Then I got an email from¬†Scotcampus¬†(shout out, by the way!! Follow them dudes on twitter!!)¬†saying that they would like to meet me for an interview for an internship! At a magazine! A real one, not just one that is online! I was about this excited last time this happened, with¬†Source Magazine pity that one didn’t quite go as planned…

Then I had my first show on Radio Caley! Well wasn’t that something! Honestly, it was great. I’ve been on the radio before but I have never hosted my own show. Now, I have one every Tuesday! On my way to Uni (where the studio is) I passed by a girl busking. But she wasn’t just busking. Oh no, she was busking my¬†first song!!¬†FLEETWOOD MAC, GO YOUR OWN WAY!! This lovely lady was playing it ūüôā

Lovely Busking Lady

Lovely Busking Lady

I saw a man playing a violin while on a tightrope… so¬†that was a thing… (see above) Pretty standard practice on Buchannan Street, to be fair…

I bumped into an old friend on my way to the studio (which was lovely) then I got to present my show with one of my best friends as a guest, which was such a relief! He’s far more technically minded than me and fixed all my little (*ahem* potentially disastrous *ahem)* technical hitches without a thought. Which I absolutely wouldn’t have been able to do without him. Because I am so technically challenged it’s legendary. ( The tech guys in uni won’t let me borrow equipment without a tutors’ say… I try, guys, I really do…)

On the show there was a major topic I wanted to discuss. For the past 4 years I’ve been heavily involved in the Mental Health services of Scotland, mainly as a patient, but also as a volunteer. It’s a subject close to my heart because it’s affected not only me, but my family and friends, as an¬†extension. I’ve been going through what my dad describes as “a little blip”, but what my¬†psychiatrist¬†would probably call “the reason he has a job“.


I’m not sure I’m 100% comfortable revealing exactly what I’ve been going through, but I’ve hinted at it in previous posts. My point is, though, that this is Mental Health Awareness Month an I am a survivor. I’ve been through the worst (twice) and now, look. I survived. I’m back at Uni. I’m (hopefully) going to be interning at a magazine.¬†I’m on the radio. There were only 5 listeners but still! That’s 5 people who I hope have been enlightened a little bit, amused, heartened or even just mildly entertained. If one of those 5 got any kind of enjoyment or education from my heartfelt statistics, then I consider that, job done.

What could have, and with my luck might well have,¬†been a catastrophic black hole of a day, was actually something rather wonderful. I’m cherishing this day because there are so few like it for me. There are so few days when things actually go relatively to plan. So often there is something that plagues me, that s**ts all over everything, no matter how hard I try. I neglect self care because if I don’t love myself, then I can’t be disappointed when I receive no love in return.

Keeping it real

Keeping it real

I don’t seek attention, I seek to attend to others. But now, maybe it’s my turn. Maybe I will get the chance to be happy. So I’m going to work hard to make that happen.



The Tattoo May Being Going On My Ankle, But It Was Designed In My Heart

The time is finally nigh… THE TATTOO HAS BEEN DESIGNED!!!!!

And now my big decision is where to get inked.

Those of you who have ¬†been following this blog for a while will know that for a long time I have wanted a tattoo. I’m not one of those people who’ll get inked for the hell of it. I’m too indecisive for that. A week in and i’d be sick of the sight of it and probably try and peel off my skin to “correct” the mistake. Or even just to give me another patch of skin to re-decide on another tat… then regret it and try again… … …

Basically I’ve planned designs that are going to be meaningful to me, each and every stroke of it layered with significance and memory. I can’t wait to see them all on me, to look at a place on my body and be able to feel that rush of understanding and remember what, and who, I got them for.

I guess it’s that and a combination of the art of the thing. On paper or on the computer you can erase, start again, re-do, edit. On skin, you get one shot and that’s it. Screw it up – too bad, you blew it. And there are people who do this for a¬†living – they have to do this all day every day and never make a mistake! At least, be damn confident of your ability to cover it up before the client notices!


So now I find myself in the position of having a design. I have the money. I even have two artists lined up. The question is; where to go??

Otzi Tattoo’s is one of Glasgows finest tattoo parlours. I’ve been admiring their work for about a year and a half now, on Facebook and on their website. They are not just tattooists – they are¬†Master Creators! Innovators of Design! Craftspeople of the Highest Order!

Check them out then let me know what you think!



Red Jumpsuit Apparatus Glasgow Gig Review


King Tut's Wa Wah Hut

King Tut’s Wa Wah Hut


King Tut’s Wa Wah Hut served as the setting for Red Jumpsuit Apparatus’ latest Glasgow event. Celebrating their 10th anniversary as a band, Red Jumpsuit chose to bring relatively unknown support acts Rat Attack and Tantrum for Blind to open the show, but it was clear that the crowd were there for the Florida rockers.

Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Rat Attack attempted to blind the crowd with front man Mike Hodges donning a Bowie reminiscent¬†sparkly¬†gold shirt. In an effort to stir a bit of life into the uninterested crowd said shirt was then removed – a treat for ladies, gay men and tattoo lovers, I can assure you. Hodges attempts to get the crowd moving and “doing craziest dance moves (they) could think of” were said with more than a hint of desperation and in the end his own chaotic bouncing around the stage almost rewarded him a concussion, thanks to the extremely low ceiling.

Rat Attack

Rat Attack

Swedish, female fronted Tantrum to Blind were shown a bit more affection and¬†Melanie Mohlkert’s impressive vocals were certainly a pleasant surprise. Songs such as¬†Get Get Get, with it’s catchy, repetitive hook got their audience shouting along to the chorus, though they may have earned themselves a few more fans had they left the synchronised headbanging in Scandinavia. Though he may be about 25 feet tall bass player Daniel Lundell was gracious and surprisingly softly spoken, hanging back at the bar after his set to sign autographs and talk to the Glasgow fans. Top marks for fan appreciation.

Tantrum To Blind

Tantrum To Blind

But, at 9:20, the real stars arrived – and blew the thatched roof of the legendary Hut!

For the first time all night, King Tut’s made some noise and Glasgow gave the Yankee quartet a true Glasgow welcome. Performing in a venue hardly bigger than someone’s living room, in what is effectively the back room of a pub, RJA treated their audience to an hour of musical delights. Always pitch perfect and forever chilled, the small venue was the perfect location for only surviving original and member Ronnie Winters to deliver a stunning, powerful vocal.

New song Am I The Enemy really got the fans jumping and was a welcome treat for some who may not have heard their new material.

However it was the old favourites¬†Face Down, You Better Pray¬†and¬†Your Guardian Angel¬†that rated highest in the scream stakes. In true reflection of the latters’ lyrics, tears rolled down more than ¬†one face. Achieving what¬†Rat Attack failed to, the crowd were not only jumping but¬†dancing. The sporadic dispensing of their new CD into the grappling hands of the crowd was an added bonus, due to the close proximity of the stage to their fans.

Always worth a listen and definitely worth seeing twice, RJA were worth more than their £10 ticket.