Wednesday, 27 August 2014
Over the last twelve month we've lost two friends to cancer. SH died in August 2013, in her early 40s, leaving behind a husband and three children. JG died last Saturday morning, leaving a husband and two children. She was in her early 50s. Both were treated at The Christie, a cancer hospital in Withington, South Manchester.
On Sunday myself and a team of middle aged men are taking part in the Manchester 100, a cycle ride from South Manchester through Cheshire and back, a route of 100 miles. Cycling 100 miles will probably be more painful than pouring a bucket of ice water over our heads. If you can spare any change to sponsor us, that would be grand- no amount is too small, it all counts.
The donation page is here.
I don't want to type a whole load of 'standing up to cancer' and 'together we can beat it' style stuff- but I have seen the effect cancer has on a person, the physical effect and the emotional, and the effect it has on those who try to cope with a loved one who has cancer, and on those left behind.
Take two from the Weatherall/Techno Stuff cassette I found in the car the other day is this relatively obscure set of Sabres Of Paradise remixes released in 1993 and sounding very much of the time. Tribal Tone was by Ohm and big in certain house/dance clubs at the time. I don't know (or have forgotten) who Ohm were and the web isn't giving much away. The only information I can find on Discogs is that Tribal Tone was written by A. Watson. Sabres produced three remixes that all ratchet up the techno- Mix 3 is the pick featuring some steel drums and man-hitting-a-bin-with-a-stick bass drum. I listened to all three mixes the other day and enjoyed all three which isn't always the case with early 90s techno, some of which can sound very harsh to my 2014 ears.
Tribal Tone (Sabres Mix #3)
Tuesday, 26 August 2014
Listening to Richard Fearless' new single Gamma Ray put me in mind of a track he put at the end of the Death In Vegas All Back To Mine compilation- Donna by MMM, high quality lysergic techno. And then, lo and behold, I clicked on a link to a Richard Fearless Q&A interview somewhere on the internet and there he was, still praising it and calling it the 'record he wished he'd made'. Inspired by Donna Summer's Our Love and crafted by Erik Wiegand and Michael Fiedler in Berlin. Vorsprung durch technik.
Monday, 25 August 2014
I found a cassette recently in a carrier bag in the boot of my car (my car is the only place I could actually play a cassette). It was labelled Weatherall/Techno Stuff and dated from the mid-90s, taped from vinyl. It was 90 minutes of early 90s records most of which I now have on mp3 as well as vinyl. I stuck the cassette into the car stereo and after a few seconds of tape hiss and then the magical sound of needle hitting vinyl groove the first track that came up was West In Motion by Bumble, remixed by Andrew Weatherall. Over twelve minutes long and I'd forgotten how good it was, despite the poor recording transfer to cassette. Thumping drums, some nice house piano early on, later replaced by a Celtic tin whistle, and some trancey keyboards. Released in 1992 on Mother Records. I'll post some more of the tracks from the tape up over the next few days if anyone's interested.
West In Motion (Andrew Weatherall Mix)
Sunday, 24 August 2014
Saturday, 23 August 2014
I've been uncovering and re-discovering bits and bobs by Dreadzone recently, which includes keeping an eye on the Soundcloud page of Greg Dread. Coming out of the ashes of Big Audio Dynamite they spliced dub with dance and made many good tunes through the 90s and into the 21st century, for a variety of record labels. Last year's Escapades album reunited them with Mick Jones for the single Too Late. This song has been posted by Greg Dread- Places, a beautiful tune and vocal, with some dialogue sampled from Harry Dean Stanton in Paris Texas (above with Nastassja Kinski). The cost of the sample led to it being removed from the released version- which is a shame as it works really well. I'm currently playing this half a dozen times a day.
Friday, 22 August 2014
It's not easy coming up with stuff for this series, Friday after Friday after Friday, but here we go again with some 1950s rockabilly for your Friday night. Tonight, Bobby Wayne and The Warriors and a tribute to a girl, this time Sally Ann. Nice riff on this one.
Yesterday would have been Joe Strummer's 62nd birthday- so, happy birthday Joe.
Rebel Waltz is one of many hidden gems on Sandinista, an album I can still listen to and find something new in it. It's an unusual song, on an album full of unusual songs, being a waltz (5/4 time y'know) over a dub bassline, Strummer's lyrics inspired by a dream. This cover version by Infantry Rockers is from a dub inspired tribute album to Joe and The Clash. Prince Fatty and Horseman were involved in a lot of the songs on it. I don't know if they had anything to do with this one, but it is very good and unusual- a reggae waltz.
I slept and I dreamed of a time long ago
I saw an army of rebels, dancing on air
I dreamed as I slept, I could see the campfires,
A song of the battle, that was born in the flames,
and the rebels were waltzing on air
As the smoke of our hopes rose high from the field
My eyes played tricks through the moon and the trees
I slept as I dreamed I saw the army rise
A voice began to call, stand till you fall
The tune was an old rebel one
Thursday, 21 August 2014
Julian Cope's 'gnostic hooligan road novel' One Three One is utterly brilliant and somewhat crackers. As you might expect.
Told through the eyes of Rock Section, lead singer with post-punk band Low Countries and reinvigorated as the late 80s dj and dance act Dayglo Maradona, and set in three different times- June 2006, June 1990 and 10, 000 years ago- Rock returns to Sardinia sixteen years after he and three friends were kidnapped following an England game at Italia 90. The kidnapping has led eventually to the recent suicide of one of his fellow kidnappees. During the England game in 1990 posh rapper Full English Breakfast (of the band Kit Kat Rappers) fell to his death from a TV tower. After shitting himself, literally, on the airplane (and the opening sentences of the book) Rock is rescued by his Sardinian driver Anna. Their first stop is the prison holding Judge Barry Hertzog, a Dutch hooligan, dj and promoter of the club Slag van Blowdriver- the man suspected to be responsible for the death of Full English and the kidnapping.. Rock is aghast at what Hertzog tells him and spends his brief time on Sardinia seeking closure and justice for his dead friends, all the while receiving phone calls from the sole remaining kidnappee Mick Goodby, a Shaun Ryder-esque rave poet and former lead singer of Brits Abroad.
Constantly tuned in to Sardinia's brilliant FM radio station Rock and Anna discover several stone doorways on Sardinia. Through these doorways Rock travels back in time 10, 000 years to prehistoric Europe where he gets mashed up on the golden substance ephedra and finds himself a tribal King.
There's plenty more but you should read it for yourself. It is very funny, irreverent, compelling, frequently baffling (but you just have to keep reading and enjoy the ride) and also totally convincing (despite the time travel). Cope also takes time to aim his words at various targets- religion (Christianity and Islam), the British authorities following the Hillsborough disaster, Thatcher, and a little bafflingly Half Man Half Biscuit. Highly recommended reading.
In June I posted Cope's original mix of Dayglo Maradona's 1989 indie-dance song Rock Section. You can still get it for free through Bandcamp. At the time I mistakenly called this the Andrew Weatherall remix. It isn't. The Weatherall remix is only available on limited white vinyl.
Rock Section (Andrew Weatherall Remix)
The rest of the bands, artists and records in Cope's vividly imagined rave world of 1990 are also on Bandcamp through the One Three One Doorway. Hours of fun.