Graeme Thomson

A joy – mostly: Nick Mason’s Saucerful of Secrets, at Usher Hall, reviewed

If you close your eyes, it could be 1971 all over again

Every four or five songs, Mason makes a wry speech in the manner of a retired solicitor at the local Rotary Club, then he sits back down and bashes along to some often deeply strange sounds. Credit: Alan Rennie / Alamy Live News

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