from Glasgow

So I’ve started to become interested in the idea of taking iconic Scottish figures/figures related with Scotland and recreating them with myself in the ‘lead role’: what comment does this make, especially re. the conflict of projected image versus reality. To me, Scotland seems like a place with an identity problem. On the one hand it frustrates us that the outside world’s view of our small country is BRAVEHEART-HAGGIS-MENINSKIRTS-HAIRYWILDMEN-WHISKY-TARTAN. On the other, we do everything we can to perpetrate this image.

Here is a tester for a performance I am planning for Friday (Scotland vs. England u16s football). Other similar performances/films over the next couple of weeks will include filling the shoes of Rabbie Burns, Donald Trump and possibly even Alex Salmond.

The bike is the steed. The question? What if William Wallace were rallying the troops in Glasgow instead of Stirling, in 2011 instead of 1297, and in the name of football rivalry.

Something I’ve come across a lot whilst doing this project is people saying ‘we’re nasty about the English because they oppressed us for so many years’. Or ‘we’re the underdogs’. So does this still stand and can you link the two – the battle for freedom and the battle for… well, not loosing at football?

If you need the reference the original scene can be watched here. (youtube link)

Wallace: Sons of Scotland, I am William Wallace.

Young soldier: William Wallace is 7 feet tall.

Wallace: Yes, I've heard. Kills men by the hundreds, and if he were here he'd consume the English with fireballs from his eyes and bolts of lightning from his arse. I AM William Wallace. And I see a whole army of my countrymen here in defiance of tyranny. You have come to fight as free men, and free men you are. What would you do without freedom? Will you fight?

Veteran soldier: Fight? Against that? No, we will run; and we will live.

Wallace: Aye, fight and you may die. Run and you'll live -- at least a while. And dying in your beds many years from now, would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance, just one chance to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take our freedom!!!

Wallace and Soldiers: Alba gu brath! (Scotland forever!)

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