CELEBS TELL US
TOM URIE TONY ROPER KELLY-ANN WOODLAND
RIVER CITY ACTOR
FOR purely selfish reasons as a musician, I would go back and live through the 60s. The decade began just as rock’n’ roll was new. The swaggering machismo of Elvis made way for the dawn of the songwriter, ushered in by the likes of Buddy Holly, leading to the songwriting and cultural revolution that was The Beatles. To be alive at the time when albums like Revolver and Pet Sounds were born would be the biggest thrill. I’d finish off by going to Woodstock, soaking up the vibes and singing to Hendrix, Joan Baez and Jefferson Airplane. At the risk of sounding like a grandpa, that’s when all the good tunes were about.
SINGER
I’D GO to meet young Elvis in Memphis just when he was driving his electricity work truck and heading to Sun Records. I wouldn’t put him off but I’d tell him to tell Col Tom Parker to eff off if he showed up. I’d love to go see Louis Armstrong play new Orleans in 1914, and see people like Billie Holiday and Edith Piaf being musically born. And I’d fetch Robert Burns from 1796 and bring him to 2010 to see the joy on his face when he sees what he’s left behind.
GEOFF ELLIS TRNSMT BOSS
I WOULD head to 2006. I had always wanted to book The Who to headline T in the Park for a few w years. Ironically, I had booked Rachel Fuller to o open in 2005 and I knew that Rachel’s boyfriend, ien nd, Pete Townsend would be joining her on stagee bu but ut it was all top-secret. They were bringing an Airstream trailer with them so I ensured it had ad prime position on site and that Rachel got the he five-star treatment thinking that Pete would notice and maybe figure that if we looked after ter an opener that well, it must be a great festivalal t to o headline. It seemed to work and The Who headlined in 2006.
STV PRESENTER RAB C NESBITT ACTOR TO OR
I WOULD go back to the summerer oof 1968, the day I was accepted to the e dramatic academy in Glasgow. My life changed immensely for the better. I have been a lucky man ever since that day.
I WOULD go back 20 years to when I graduated from university. I’ll never forget that wonderful feeling of capping off four years of hard work and looking forward to whatever adventures lay ahead. I didn’t get that “movie moment” you see in films when you throw the graduation cap up in the air (we didn’t wear them) but my uni friends and I still felt chuffed to bits walking round the cloisters at the University of Glasgow, wearing our gowns and clutching our scrolls/degree parchments. It was a magical day with my parents and pals.