REBEKAH DEVLIN OUT OF THE BOX
IUSED to do Highland dancing when I was at school. The swords were my speciality, and I don’t mind telling you, I was actually pretty good. So even though most people think bagpipes sound like a cat having the stuffing squeezed out of it, I adore them.
It’s not surprising, then, that I’ma sucker for the Military Tattoo— going to see it live in Edinburgh is on my bucket list.
Well, it would be if I had one. But the 2009 show is a disappointment.
The acts are so-so and the commentary from Iain Anderson is mind-numbing. He mumbles, makes no sense and is either blindingly obvious, confusing, or boring, or all of the above.
‘‘ Fanfares and fireworks the order of the day here at the old castle of the old tomb at the start of another surely memorable Edinburgh Military Tattoo. For it is the 60th such occasion when people in vast numbers from across the world and over the years have throng (?) to the magnificent spectacle that is the castle esplanade in the dusk.’’ Oh dear.
Another gem: ‘‘ Oh yes, there’s something in the Swiss air tonight’’, he says, introducing the Swiss playing Phil Collins’ In the Air Tonight. Groan.
Tattoo: bagpipes in action.