2019 began with bagpipes, dancing and camaraderie and looks set to depart in a similar manner. There have been huge changes to the social fabric of the band with new characters arriving and some well loved friends departing. I’m told this is the way in the world of Pipe Bands, it’s transitory and people move between bands looking for something fresh.Continue reading Reflections on 2019
That’s us well into February and although we have given ourselves a mountain to climb in learning 30 odd tunes for Music Show Scotland and perfecting the new MAP set we can still be seen out and about at shows, concerts, gigs, Burns suppers and well mostly Burns suppers. James the Hat and I would like to have a Pipe Band Burns supper some year because three in three weeks isn’t enough.Continue reading Winter Statement
It’s customary to do a review of the past 12 months and a wee bit of scrying about the coming year. A grim tale of torment and disappointment I hear you call yet for all the friction we picked up a load of trophies and some recognition for the hard work being done.
2017 was put to bed with the bands usual joie de vie; high octane fun coupled to poor taste jumpers and a Santa Mankini. It all looked like a jolly time from my hotel room in Lisburn. Continue reading Hello 2018
The Season of Lights is on us, while other pipe bands stay indoors and coory up to the fire we of Kilbarchan Pipe Band are out and about welcoming Santa, spreading joy and illuminating trees, architecture and street furniture all over the place. Continue reading The Lights Fantastic
The season ended for us on the 19th of August in Rothesay and we embarked on the dark ‘closed season’ when souls are searched and decisions are taken that will shape the following year. Since then we have been busy on the rudiments of piping, drumming and partying. Continue reading Changing Seasons
As a band we have played in some ferocious weather; the annual Gourock monsoon, Erskine’s arctic blast and the blistering heat of Glasgow that cooked your feet in your shoes but this year Lilias Day provided a new twist.
February, for being the shortest month didnae half hang about, it felt about 6 weeks long and I need a rest. If it’s not practices it’s gazing at daffodils, rock gigs or disco dancing. Continue reading Step into March
The season of Burns Suppers is upon us, I used to just turn up, enjoy the speakers and eat and drink too much. I’m involved in three this year, actually doing stuff. Continue reading In the Burns unit