Travis Who?
Travis were a band who were massive in Glasgow when I was living there in about 1999. They were everywhere for about two years (including a famous acoustic version of Britney Spears’ Baby One More Time which is well worth a watch), and then they dropped below everybody’s (including my) radar.
According to Wikipedia, they formed in 1990 in Lenzie (since made famous by the excellent Bags Fags and Mags, but I digress), they went through the obligatory “years in the wilderness” before making it big. They are also, if Wikipedia is to be believed, still going.
Yes, but why?
For those of who were not huge Travis fans, they had approximately two hits (to be fair they probably had more but I’ve forgotten).
The first was Driftwood, but that’s not why I remembered them.
Yesterday I was at the Gilbert White Field Study Centre again for a day of River Studies. Sadly, the weather forecast was “a little damp” to say the least. From the moment we left the centre to the moment we get back at the end of the day it rained solidly. It was never properly hammering it down, but it never stopped, not for a moment.
There was even a lovely moment when I realised that we were above the cloud base when on top of the hanger. It was great.
Fortunately, we’d come prepared: I was carrying a bag of spare waterproofs, spare gloves and hand warmers. Everyone had a great time splashing around in the mud.
It is, however, becoming something of a recurring theme at the moment. Getting rained on. Getting properly rained on, all day.
Which is why I found myself recalling Travis’ other big hit.
In lieu of something more insightful to say, I present you with a slice of classic Travis. It’ll all make sense. I promise.
Why does it always rain on me?
Fortunately, I’ve managed to dry everything out, ready for my next outing.
