Every time I play "The Glasgow School" I remember sitting on a park bench in Islay reading the news of your illness. It was a shocking moment, but I am glad to see that you are getting on with it all, and Moving On Up.
I am playing "Rip It Up" at the moment - always your most problematic album for me as I it often seemed like 'funk', and I don't really get that. However, I am re-evaluating, and see it now as your soul and funk album, followed by the 'rock' EP, then a singular collection for "Thirds".
Disco, back then, was always the missing link in Glasgow music - cred through your Byrds and Neil Young albums, then the disco dancing at Shuffles on a Saturday night. Your early music is suffused with it, which was/is your originality back then. Maybe you should do a covers album of disco classics from back in those days! For some reason your image from your earliest days is tied up with my love for "Heaven Must Be Missing An Angel". You and it go hand in hand in my mind. I think though that my pal Davie Reid had the same image, the straight trousers and the plastic sandals. Me, I couldn't quite give up on my flares. Ditching platforms I wore flat shoes and thought myself an oh so Northern (Poor Old) soul! Enough of my raving though, I have so many questions. I heard Robert Forster on The Tom Morton show last year, and he talked about his days decamping to Glasgow, and how he thought you were so funny. The Glasgow humour indeed. It would be interesting to know more about that time, a piece of (pop) cultural history. Anyway, if you do read this, the very best of luck, and I look forward to your new output, in all forms.