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Monday, 13 July 2026

Monday's Long Song

Recently we watched the three part Kylie documentary on Netflix. I say recently, it was several weeks ago, before the World Cup and Love Island started (the football on in the back room for me, Love Island in the front room for Eliza). The series covered her life and had some affecting parts- her relationship with Michael Hutchence (clearly still something she feels deeply about), her cancer diagnoses and treatments, and the unreal level of animosity towards her from some of the tabloids in the late 80s are all covered. There's some amazing home video footage of her on the Orient Express with Michael Hutchence, seemingly just another young couple in love and in lust but also both at peak fame. The 90s when she freed herself from SAW and took control of her music and image, leading to her becoming even bigger eventually. 

Celebrity documentaries can feel very 'curated', the level of production control clearly something that tilts the story telling. Kylie has been incredibly famous since 1987. In the series she is going through boxes of photos and letters, each one offering something that goes beyond the public image and there was the sense that she was allowing the film crew some quite intimate access into her life. At the same time, some of the interview sections felt quite controlled, Kylie presenting herself as a construct, as Kylie. Interesting stuff and in the 80s and 90s sections, a glimpse into a world that has long gone, the pre- internet, pre- social media world of the recent past. 

Nick Cave turns up among the cast of interviewees and is witty, insightful and erudite. It sent me back to Murder Ballads, the 1996 Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds album, one I haven't listened to for a long time. My copy is on CD. I don't remember where or when I bought it but it must have been second hand. Inside the booklet on the first page, written in biro, is this- 'Andy/ Hope this doesn't Depress you too much! Best Wishes, Nick Cave'. The signature looks like examples of Nick's I've seen online so it seems genuine. I've no idea who Andy was or why he sold or donated his CD. 

The album is veers between morose and high camp, traditional folk songs and blues, a Bob Dylan cover (Death Is Not The End, the only song where no one dies) and several Bad Seeds originals including the fifteen minute long O'Malley's Bar. 

O'Malley's Bar

O'Malley's Bar was the song that kick started the album. It was recorded when the band were making Henry' Dream in 1992 but didn't fit on that album. The Bad Seeds had to make an album Nick Cave said, 'where the song could exist'. 

The song starts with a vampy organ part, late 19th century saloon bar music, and Nick begins the lengthy song with the line 'I am tall and I am thin/ Of an enviable height/ And have known to be quite handsome/From a certain angle and in a certain light'. He enters O'Malley's Bar and within a few lines the murders begin- first O'Malley, then O'Malley's wife, then a customer, Caffrey. Mrs Richard Holmes is shot and a further five drinkers before the police arrive and Nick's narrator is taken into custody, counting on his fingers the number of people who died in O'Malley's Bar. 

We're clearly not supposed to take all of this seriously, it's story telling and theatrical, a Hallowe'en version of death and murder, a macabre epic, cartoon violence mixed with liberal swearing and Biblical allusions. It's a world away from the Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds of Wild God. That's not a criticism of either work but it's difficult to imagine the Nick Cave of 2026 making Murder Ballads. He's just not that person any more. 

Sunday, 12 July 2026

Forty Five Minutes Of Big Audio Dynamite


When Mick Jones was kicked out of The Clash in 1984 he moved on immediately, a man with something to prove. His first post- Clash band was Top Risk Action Company (T.R.A.C.) with Topper and basisst Leo 'E- Zee Kill' Williams on board but Topper's health prevented that from going anywhere. Mick and Leo hooked up Don Letts and segued T.R.A.C. into B.A.D., recruiting drummer Greg Roberts and Dan Donovan (keys). That line up made four albums, between 1985 and 1989- This Is Big Audio Dynamite, No. 10 Upping Street (with Joe Strummer co- writing and producing), Tighten Up Vol. 88 (cover art  painting by Paul Simonon) and Megatop Phoenix. All four are chock full of tunes, songs, wit, samples and the spirit of adventure, embracing new technology with an openness and joie de vivre. 

In 1990 the line up broke up and Mick formed B.A.D. II with three new players (Nick Hawkins, Gary Stonadge and Chris Kavanagh), releasing singles and albums that showed Mick's songwriting chops were still more than evident (and once again tapping into the pop culture with Shawn Stussy on sleeve art and design duties). There's a long and messy Big Audio Dynamite tail (including 1995's F- Punk which has the wonderful two chord autobiography I Turned Out A Punk on it) before Mick wound B.A.D. down and moved on (again) forming Carbon/ Silicon with Tony James.

Such are the riches of the Big Audio Dynamite back catalogue that this forty five minute mix only really dips a trainer in. A couple more could follow. In the meantime, sit tight and listen keenly while I play for you a brand new musical biscuit...

Forty Five Minutes Of Big Audio Dynamite

  • B.A.D. Overture
  • The Battle Of All Saints Road
  • The Bottom Line
  • Sony
  • V Thirteen
  • Contact (12" Version)
  • The Globe
  • C'Mon Every Beatbox (Extended Vocal Mix)

B.A.D. Overture is the music B.A.D. would play three minutes before arriving on stage in a blur of baseball caps, overcoats, lights, Dalek guitars and grins. The Overture samples B.A.D.'s own songs and others, mashing them up with a chunky drum machine, sirens, screeching tyres, guitars and Sergio Leone samples, the full hyperactive, everything and the kitchen sink experience. 

The Battle Of All Saints Road is from 1988's Tighten Up Vol. 88, a collision of rock, reggae, and dueling banjos and a story of battling street gangs united by a joint and their opposition to the police and the yuppies, all done with Mick's toothy grin and his love of West London. 

The Bottom Line is from the 1985 debut album, an album that has three bona fide B.A.D. classics- The Bottom Line, Medicine Show and E = MC2. The Bottom Line with its stuttering bassline, chiming guitars and constant energy is a truly great song. Even the Soviets are swinging away. 

Sony is from the same album, a day glo, drum machine and synths tribute to mid- 80s Japan, its clubs and technology, with Mick's trademark quivery vocals. 

V Thirteen is from 1986's No. 10 Upping Street (the home according to Joe Strummer of an alternative 'funky Prime Minister'). Joe co- wrote V Thirteen, a glorious tune referencing DJs, Knock On Wood and street gangs.

Contact is from Megatop Phoenix, a 1989 single too, that showed Mick and the B.A.D. gang once again moving on, now soaking up house music. The album was completed and released following Mick's brush with death- he was hospitalised with pneumonia and seriously ill in 1989, hence the phoenix of the title. Contact was a Jones/ Donovan co- write.

The Globe was a B.A.D. II single, Mick sampling Should I Stay Or Should I Go, stitching samples and instruments together with a killer chorus and none- more 1991 rap.

C'Mon Every Beatbox is B.A.D. to the max, Mick and Don taking samples from TV and film and trading lines, words rattling by a hundred a minute, nicking a guitar solo from Jimi Hendrix and sounding like they're having the time of their lives. 

Saturday, 11 July 2026

Oblique Saturdays

A series for Saturdays in 2026 inspired by Brian Eno and Peter Schmidt's set of cards, Oblique Strategies (Over One Hundred Worthwhile Dilemmas). Eno and Schmidt created them to be used to unblock creative impasses and approach problems from unexpected angles. Each week I'll turn over an Oblique Strategy card and post a song or songs inspired by the suggestion. 

Last week's Oblique Strategy suggestion was Look closely at the most embarrassing details and amplify them. 

This took me to the Beastie Boys and their embarrassment at Fight For your Right, a song which defined them in a way they did not like. It led us to Paul's Boutique and the 90s Beastie Boys so it all turned out OK in the end. The Bagging Area OS squad played a blinder with the following- Johnny Cash and A Boy Named Sue (Ernie), Are We Not Men? by Devo (Anonliz), Slade's How Does It Feel (Jake Sniper), Elvis laughing his way through a performance of Are You Lonesome Tonight? at Vegas (C)...


... Magazine's A Song From Under The Floorboards and Radiohead's Creep (Trail Of Bread), The Animals' Story of Bo Diddley (Al G), Half Man Half Biscuit's Petty Sessions (Rol), and Feel Good Hit Of The Summer by Queens Of The Stone Age, Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana and Prefab Sprout's From Langley Park To Memphis (Chris ZenArcade).

There was an interview with David Byrne this week at The Guardian where he was asked if they used the Oblique Strategy cards in the studio when Talking Heads worked with Eno. Byrne said 'The box of cards were present. I don’t know if they were ever really used, but they contain clever ideas, to help you break out of any ruts or ingrained thinking.' 

Avoiding ruts and ingrained thinking, this week's Oblique Strategy suggestion is this- You can only make one dot at a time

As a massive fan of One Dove and Dot Allison, one Dot is all we need.

Fallen

Fallen originally came out on Soma, a Glasgow based record label. One Dove were a trio, Dot Allison, Ian Carmichael and Jim McKinven. When the group signed to Junior Boys Own, an enconter with Andrew Weatherall on a boat party in Rimini led to him producing their album, fresh from his successes  with Screamadelica. Weatherall's version of Fallen lifted it to new heights, Dot's voice over the fractured intro, gasps and timbales, 'I don't know why I'm telling you any of this, one thing is don't ever tell anyone I told you this, don't save me, forgive me, I was only thinking of you... just you'... and just like that anyone hearing it was hooked.

After One Dove folded Dot released a solo album that was trailed y this gorgeous piece of mid- 90s soul/ pop... 

Mo' Pop

The same album, Afterglow, had this song on it, Message Personnel which was remixed by Arab Strap, who slow it down and take the blissed out pop of the original and make it typically something a bit darker...

Message Personnel (Arab Strap Remix)

I think Kevin Shields is on guitar on that one too. I could go on posting Dot Allison tracks all day but I'll stop there.

Wire's 1978 debut had the song Dot Dash on it, two and a half minutes of post- punk brilliance and there's a guitar band from Washington D.C. named after that song who put out this in 2018 on an album called  Proto Retro...

World's Last Payphone

Dots also make me think of the printing process for comic books, the four colour process, using small dots of colour to create shades. Roy Lichtenstein took comic book imagery and dot printing and blew them up for his version of Pop Art, most famously with Whaam!


Paul Weller had a Whaam! Rickenbacker guitar which he used in The Jam and which I've seen in an exhibition but can't find my photo of it. Here's Paul with it...


Pete Wylie, a Bagging Area hero, had a Pow! guitar...


That guitar made a prime time Top Of The Pops appearance in 1986 when Pete's single Sinful hit the charts and his friend Josie Jones had the privilege of playing it (special mention for the dancing nuns, The Sisters of The Anfield Road)

Sinful is an all timer for me, one of those songs that I can always go back to and if forced to make a list of my X number of favourite songs, would absolutely be on it. 

Sinful (Tribal Mix)

Recently I was sent an EP by Ariadne's Labyrinth which is on my list of releases to write about at greater length but Eno's card and this track, Terminal Dot, came together at the right time- Terminal Dot fuses classical violins, a lovely string arrangement, with some thumping beats and distorted bass, a collision or rave and classical that works really well. 


The portrait of the woman at the top of this post was above the fireplace in a pub we were drinking in, after the Protex Blue gig in Sheffield last weekend. I don't know who she is but she's definitely had enough of the person painting her or boring her with their constant banging on. Withering disdain. 

Anyway, feel free to drop you own suggestions to You can only make one dot at a time in the comment box. 



Friday, 10 July 2026

Knife Slits Water

Today is the first day of my summer holiday. Yesterday I completed my first year at my new workplace, a 6th form college in Salford after moving there last summer (I spent twenty four years in my previous school). The move has been positive for me in so many ways- a much shorter commute, a different environment, an escape from a place that I needed to get out of for various reasons- and I genuinely enjoy going to work now, teaching history and politics to 16- 18 year olds. One of the reasons I wanted to get a new job was the feeling that Isaac's death had forced so much change on us and the consequences spun off in all sorts of directions. Getting a new job would be a change I had chosen, a taking control of change. Moving jobs is a gamble at any point, in any profession but a year on I can say that for me it's paid off. And now I have six weeks of holiday to enjoy without the slight sense of fear and unease that accompanied me last summer. 

A Certain Ratio are touring in October playing two albums from their 1980s back catalogue in full, Sextet from 1982 and force from 1986. Force was the first ACR album in bought in real time, in the period when it was released. I got the compilation The Old And The New around the same time and have been following them live and on disc ever since. My copy of Force is on cassette, one of those beautifully packaged Factory cassettes that came in a book sized box wrapped in hessian with a fold out inlay card. I still have it. The imagery on the Force album- mountaineers, propeller planes, maps- really appealed to me, 

ACR have announced two new versions of the albums too, The Joy of Sextet and Force Majeure. Force Majeure is a different version of Force (recorded at Strawberry in Stockport) with eight unreleased, different studio versions of songs from the original album  plus the album's title track (which wasn't on the original album at all). These alternative versions were done with the late Stuart James, alternative arrangements and live run throughs. Martin Moscrop listened to them forty years later and thought they sounded good enough to put out as a companion version of Force. The only one available to hear so far is the FM version of Naked And White, ACR at their funk/ dance rock best, the band sounding urgent and live...

The Joy Of Sextet is a complete re- imagining of Sextet, ACR's bleak early 80s masterpiece, a record that is taut, abrasive and uneasy, the post- punk/ punk funk married to some art noise and African rhythms with vocals by Martha Tilson giving them a different edge. For The Joy Of Sextet they handed the master tapes over to Andy Meecham, The Emperor Machine, to remix and rework. 

The Emperor Machine version of seminal ACR track Knife Slits Water, Martha singing about Manchester and sex, has been released this week, an eight minute 2026 update on ACR's edgy, paranoid dance music. Those times spent playing with Talking Heads had some impact on ACR- some of Sextet sounds like a hotwired Mancunian Talking Heads. 


The Joy Of Sextet and Force Majeure can be ordered at Bandcamp ahead of a late August release. 


Thursday, 9 July 2026

Sun King Summer

Back in January I featured the music of Glasgow born, Malaga based musician Solipsism, some very long and very beautiful ambient tracks inspired by natural phenomena- sunrises, woodland, birdsong... that post is here. Now Solipsism has released an album on the reborn and vital Exeter label Mighty Force, Herbalism, ten tracks that explore a different aspect of electronic sound, acid and techno, much more rhythm driven tracks. 

The opener Los Estafadores en el Paraiso sets Solipsism's stall out early with rapid fire drums, deep bass and acid squelches. It's followed by Frequency Mercenary, the drums once again the foreground and the focus. Synth stabs and FX as the decoration around the kinetic energy of the drum pattern and the distorted bassline. Sun King Summer leads off with the dull thud of the kick drum, then a breakbeat joins in, two rhythm tracks coming together. Eventually, Detroit sci fi synth chords, wobbling and bending, slide in. Sun King Summer exists on its own, absorbing your attention and shutting ot the outside world. 

The rest of the album continues in the same vein- physical sounding rhythm tracks, breakbeats and drum patterns, kick drums and snares, acid FX, sub bass, processed synth chords and a kind of pure focus. Nothing extraneous, no distractions, just the serious business of groove and techno. This is Plant Pot Conspiracies, five minutes forty seconds of energy. 


Buy/ listen at Bandcamp.

Wednesday, 8 July 2026

Somewhere Good

I received recommendations for this album from two different sources recently, one being Spencer (reader and friend of the blog whose judgement is always good). Somewhere Good by Bristolians Tara Clerkin Trio came out in June, an eight song album of jazz- ish/ leftfield indie/ avant pop. Comparisons could include Saint Etienne, Broadcast, The High Llamas, Stereolab, some of Belle and Sebastian's earlier records, those sort of artists and songs.

The album starts with Lake Walk, led off by a Clangers like woodwind part that could be irritating if the piano didn't join in and the song come together, the soundtrack to a Sunday afternoon with not much to do. Lake Walk gives way to Lazy Daisy, the rat- a- ta- tat of drums and squelchy synth bass, acoustic guitar chords and then Tara Clerkin's voice. And suddenly I'm entranced. 


The album moves on, a variety of styles and sounds, never sitting still for long, experimental but with a song focus. Ups And Downs is percussion and the shifting noise of a synth, some , piano runs. Silently opens with a choir and FX, then a drum machine. Whispers and softly sung vocals. The title track, Somewhere Good, has a lovely repeating guitar riff, more piano, modern classical crossed with mid- 90s avant- pop of some of those bands I mentioned above. The rhythm and playing are insistent, they draw you in. On Slow Island, one of the two men in the trio takes the lead vocal, the piano and drums nod slightly to Bristol's trip hop past- at the end an accordion or possibly a harmonium wanders past, and then the song stops. 

The notes at the Bandcamp page, written by Ryan Davies in Chicago, suggest that if the AI overlords took all of Ryan's music, posters, mixtapes and heartstrings and made a perfect band based on those, Tara Clerkin Band's Somewhere Good would be the result. But AI could never come up with music as nuanced and as human as this, it cold only be made by actual people. 

Listen/ buy at Bandcamp


Tuesday, 7 July 2026

At The Black Swan


On Saturday night, 4th of July 2026, it was exactly fifty years since the Clash played their first ever gig, supporting The Sex Pistols at The Black Swan in Sheffield. The five man Clash- Joe Strummer, Mick Jones, Paul Simonon, Keith Levene and a drummer (there appears to be some confusion about who occupied the drum stool, possibly Terry Chimes). The band were originally billed as The Weak Heartdrops but had become The Clash by the time they arrived in Sheffield. Paul Simonon said in the Westway To The World documentary that he was so nervous that he messed up the bass intro to Listen and an account by a reader in the NME a week or two later said they were 'a cacophonous barrage of noise'. As well as Listen it seems that The Clash played Rabies (From The Dogs Of Love), a song brought by Joe from the 101ers, a Mick Jones song Ooh Baby Ooh (It's Not Over) that was subsequently dropped and Protex Blue. 

On Saturday evening we gathered at The Black Swan for a guerrilla gig by a Sheffield band named after that song, Mick's tribute to a brand of condoms. Protex Blue busked a six song Clash set in the street outside The Black Swan (now very much an ex- pub, formerly known to locals as The Mucky Duck).


Someone had fly postered the building. A blue plaque (later raffled) was pinned up. Bemused motorists and cyclists stopped at the traffic lights. A crowd gathered and sang along. The band powered through their set and it was all gloriously good fun. Joe Strummer would surely have approved. Sheffield's main police station was just across the road. I think everyone was quietly hoping they might have shown up and moved us along. 

Protex Blue repaired to The Harlequin, a pub a few minutes walk away where at 9 pm they played The Clash's debut album in full to a raucous and appreciative, all ages, crowd, the pub getting hotter and hotter as they blasted and hollered their way through Janie Jones and White Riot, What's My Name and Career Opportunities and all those other songs  from 1977 that make up that album, ending with the mighty Garageland. 'Back in the garage with my bullshit detector...'

Protex Blue 

An encore was demanded. Clampdown, London Calling and White Man (In Hammersmith Palais), all also played outside the Black Swan earlier, plus Clash City Rockers and I Fought The Law. One more song? One more song. Complete Control, one of the zeniths of The Clash's back catalogue, a righteous blast of fury, furious guitars, a high octane complaint about dirty record company dealings. Well played Protex Blue.