Mike Scott – Adventures of a Waterboy
For any Waterboys fan this book would be a dizzying pleasure – and as a lifelong fan of their music I disclose my interest. To hear how some of my favourite songs (e.g. 'A Pagan Place'; 'The Whole of the Moon'; 'Fisherman's Blues'; 'The Return of Pan') were conjured up, and to discover Mike Scott's journey, which until now had only been gleaned through those songs was an unmitigated delight. I read the book cover-to-cover in a state of sustained bliss – akin the ecstatic euphoria that Mike's 'Big Music' creates. From his early Punk days (teenage Ayr; Edinburgh Punk Wars); to slim young popster (Another Pretty Face); and onto the High Seas of rock'n'roll with the first Waterboys with their cold, edgy sound full of righteous fire. This meteoric velocity could only be sustained for so long, and reached its natural heat-death (sadly) at the end of an exhausting US tour, when their star failed to reach its zenith. There follows the most evocative part of the book (for me) as Mike repairs 'into the west' of Ireland, to lick his rock star wounds and reinvent himself in the Celtic cauldron of folk music, myth and literature. The description of the creation of 'Fisherman's Blues' – in a wild ferment of musical warlockery in Spiddal, along with the picaresque adventures of rural Irish life, weaves a picture so enticing it makes one want to hit the road for the Emerald Isle. Mike's crystal prose evokes vivid vignettes of both people and place. Each chapter starts with an enticing snapshot emblematic of that period, before rewinding and going into the context. Mike builds up the texture in skirling paragraphs – witty, well-observed, and lucidly self-aware. He never succumbs to sentimentality, avoiding difficult material, or self-aggrandisement. This man, aware of his faults, has done work on himself – and we get the advantage of his wiser perspective. He has gone through the fire, been broken down, and come back stronger – the Hoop Dancer, holding all his worlds and aspects of his musical persona in balance. The only disappointment is the journey finishes at the millennium – and so we miss out on the journey that takes him to his successful 'comeback' album of 'An Appointment with Mr Yeats' where he seems to have managed to finally blend the Celtic Twilight and the Rock'n'Roll - the esoteric and the mainstream – in a potent blend. Perhaps these last dozen or so years are intended for a follow-up volume, but there's certainly a sense of rebirth by the end of the book. One feels Skipper Scott has navigated the Clashing Rocks of egos and the music business, the Doldrums of obscurity, and the Sirens of selling out, and – with a firm hand at the tiller, is steering his strange boat of raggle-taggle wizards into calmer, clearer waters where the true soul of the Waterboys shine at their best – a Celtic Rock/Folk fusion with a pagan heart and a poetic tongue.
Kevan Manwaring