NOTHING keeps
the world's hardest gigging guitarist away from his work; not even the
telephone operators' strike in Ireland which nearly scratched this
show. But at 8.40 pm the word came through that his manager (Rory's
brother Donal) had managed to charter a. four-seater plane from Cork to
Glasgow.
Just as
well, because it looked like the fans would rather kill than leave
without hearing their hero. It's been 17 months since Gallagher played
Glasgow and the rapturous welcome he received when at last, at
9:50, he ran on stage, made it clear that he'd come back not a moment
too soon.
Standing to
attention, the crowd stomped and clapped him through 'Secret Agent'
'Body And Soul' and 'Moon Child' for starters. Looking for all the
world like Steve Hillage's smarter brother (minus the hippie touches),
Gallagher hopped, shuffled, wobbled and leaped his way through the RG
Top 50 favourites, each to a tumultuous applause.
Clearly
he has lost none of his star quality over the years. His strength lies
in being able to make even his best - known pieces sound newly
minted, yet honed to perfection. Virtuosos are, it appears,
pretty outre fare at the moment, but Gallagher couldn't care less. He
and The Rory Gallagher Band (Lou Martin, keyboards, Gerry McAvoy, bass,
and Rod de'Ath drums) made my hair stand on end with their bawlingly
hungry working of 'Bullfrog Blues' (a rock 'n' roll tour de force to
test the best of back up bands). Blessed with a sound technician from
heaven, Rory and his lot just can't fail. The crowd
sits down to take in his acoustic guitar break, but stand again for'
'Going To My Hometown', Rory leading with mandolin.
Having
shown his mastery of the blues and bottlenecking in 'Down On 31st
Street', out- Berrying Chuck on 'Souped Up Ford', and leaving the power
pop brigade breathless in 'Tattooed Lady' there seems nothing left for
the group to do but take bows and split. But no, we get a taste of the
forthcoming album too. A reverent hush falls over the hall as 'Brute
Force And Ignorance'.. and "Cruise On Out' make their first
impressions.
An
encore is demanded - 'Let Me In' - and then another, 'Messing With The
Kid'. At 12:15 we rush out into the snow with the hundreds who must
walk home.
No
worry; every eye is shining bright, Rory made it here
tonight. JOHN WISHART This article comes from the April 15,
1978 issue of Record Mirror reformatted by roryfan