Saturday night’s alright for fighting of course.

But it might also me nice to go and listen to some songs, up close and personal, written by songwriters who do that weird thing of using their spare time to try and put LIFE, in all it’s many shades and colours, into original and unique words and music. It’s a thing.

You could try doing that in Clachan in a couple of weeks, if you happened to be one of the lucky people who lived near there. But any saturday night, anywhere, holds possibilities for songs to be sung and appreciated in a living room somewhere.

We call them Homesongs.