Vic's Taste Is So Yesterday
I made it into Edinburgh today in time to eat pizza with Vic Galloway and talk about his schedule for the coming year. He's had an incredible twelve months, with shows on ´óÏó´«Ã½ Radio 1, ´óÏó´«Ã½ Radio Scotland, ´óÏó´«Ã½ Scotland television and D.J. gigs across Europe. I think the launch pad for all that activity was his appearance at the Big Weekend in Dundee last year. He went down a storm and has been in demand ever since.
Vic has a real passion for the music he plays and is never afraid to argue the toss with his producer if he thinks a particular track isn't up to scratch. He also has a great sense of fun and mischief and seems equally comfortable talking to teenagers or, well, old Sinatra-loving cardigan-and-slippers folk like me. (Yes, that's what I got for my birthday...thanks for asking.)
Yet sometimes...just sometimes...Vic lets himself down and shows that he's just not keeping up with the trends. Like today in the pizza place when he scanned the menu looking for his favourite Neapolitan thin-crust.
"We don't have that on the menu anymore," the young waitress explained, giving him the kind of look she reserves for people who still talk about pounds, shillings and pence, "there's just no demand for it these days."
I chose the Four Seasons pizza. Boring, I know, but always popular . Just like ol' blue eyes.
