NEHH presents… Idlewild perform ‘The Remote Part’ – a celebration of the Rip It Up Exhibition

NEHH presents… Idlewild perform ‘The Remote Part’ – a celebration of the Rip It Up Exhibition

Nothing Ever Happens Here
Thu 21 Jun 2018
19:00-22:30 (3h30m)

"Genre-traversing, surprising, melodic, poetic"
Drowned In Sound (on Idlewild)
"This is a band we should be treasuring, with a bulletproof songbook and real forward momentum"
★★★★★ MusicOMH (on Idlewild)
Book Tickets
Standing only. Event takes place outside.
_ Price: £23
_ Age Group: 16+ (under 18s accompanied)
_ Venue: Courtyard

To celebrate the launch of National Museum of Scotland’s new exhibition, ‘Rip It Up’ – an exploration through the history of Scottish pop music – Nothing Ever Happens Here presents Idlewild playing their classic record THE REMOTE PART in its entirety, with some special guests.


Support comes from PAWS & Man of Moon.

Part of Summerhall’s new 10-day event series SOUTHERN EXPOSURE.


Idlewild made a welcome return with their album Everything Ever Written, which reached number 20 in the UK Charts. The album was championed in the press by the likes of The Independent, The Times, Guardian, Drowned in Sound, Q, Kerrang!, The Skinny and many others.

Idlewild’s latest album Everything Ever Written is out now via Empty Words and available to buy from all good record stores and online retailers.


PAWS are Phillip Taylor, Josh Swinney and John Bonnar.

Their latest album (their third), No Grace, is representative of a transformative period of time in the band’s life and is the gravel-throated affirmation of that ‘do it or die’ attitude that informs any great work of passion.

It’s the song you sing when you get kicked in the teeth; the decision you make to get back on your feet and rattle off another punch; it’s the humility of defeat and the ecstasy of triumph because you never
gave up.

Man of Moon

Edinburgh’s psychadelic two-piece Man of Moon are Chris Bainbridge (guitar/vocals) and Mikey Reid (drums backing vocals)  – ‘noirish, droney krautrock and post-rock cannibalising sound’ – The Guardian.