Ride The Train

The Coral's album from earlier this year, their thirteenth, is a good album that demonstrates their strengths and versatility. Also, their ability to follow their collective noses and the best part of three decades in still come up with the goods. For 388 they went back to the music they listened to as teens- ska, reggae, dub and rocksteady- and used it as a starting point. 1960s and 70s Jamaican and Ethiopian jazz crossed with West Kirby. The playing sounds live and rich and the nicely loose. 

'Play that song again/ You know the one/ The one we used to smoke to/ When we were young', the album opens with on Let The Music Play and James Skelly transports himself back to that time but singing with the voice of a middle aged man. There's no cod reggae on 388, it's not white men pretending to be Jamaicans but it's an authentic musical bedrock to their latest batch of songs. I can't promise it will change your life but its a cracking album, good songs, played and sung with feeling. 

Try this one Ride That Train...

Back in 2001 The Coral, still in their late teens and early twenties, released a debut album that veered between pirate songs about skeleton keys, mad 60s psyche, sea shanties and whatever else they fancied. It was exciting and weird, a psychedelic Wirral on black vinyl. They made Magic And Medicine fairly quickly after, slightly ironing out some of the crinkles and going 60s pop- Dreaming Of You was a deserved hit.

Dreaming Of You

The follow up, Nightfreak And The Sons Of Becker went back to the freak music, Beefheart and Love and gently surreal psychedelia of Super Furry Animals. In 2005, only four years after their debut hey released their fourth album The Invisible Invasion. It was produced by Geoff Barrow and Adrian Utley of Portishead, a stripped down version of the 60s psyche they'd been refining over the previous four years with some folk and pop thrown in. This song was everywhere for a while, a gorgeous tune with a real lightness of touch, Wirral psyche- pop.

In The Morning

On the album it's preceded by A Warning To The Curious, all reverb and echo, low key weirdness and with a hint of the Bunnymen lurking inside it.  

A Warning To The Curious

Eudaemonia

 

Eudaemonia is the title of the new album by New York group Birds Of Pandæmonium . The word Eudaemonia comes from Greek, translating as 'living well' or flourishing by living a good and moral life. The band are a duo who met in Brooklyn's club scene and have brought a love of folk, disco, Balearica, jazz and electronics together in an eight track debut out now on Manchester's Sprechen label. I've alreayd written about the first single, a cover of New Wave group New Musik's On Islands, a joyous slice trippy Balearica and their cover of NY loft classic Could Heaven Ever Be Like This, the Birds Of Pandæmonium pair bringing synths, acoustic guitars, FX and drums into a nine minute epic (with Hifi Sean remixes to boot). 

The album goes further. It's not all covers but there are plenty, all reworked into the Birds Of Pandæmonium soundworld. You may not know that you were missing a cosmic disco version of Underworld's Born Slippy from your life but you do now. Blue Jeans is slo mo Yacht Rock version of Lana del Rey's song, a cruise down by the marina looking at the boys and girls as the sun goes down. The last two songs on the album have been occupying a lot of my time. The first is the shortest on the album, a cover of Latin Quarter's 1985 song Voices Inside, a stripped down but musically rich torch song, orchestral with what sounds like a blissfully happy Lou Reed on vocals. Eudaemonia ends with I Want To Believe, a self penned Birds Of Pandæmonium song which, well, just listen to it and improve you journey to work, day and life for the next seven minutes....

Massive blissed out, end of the night, lights down, pulsebeat euphoria, psychedelic dreampop, spirit of Screamadelica vibes, a real come over here and give me a hug and maybe this moment could last forever kind of song. 

Eudaemonia is out now on vinyl and digitally. Get it here. 

Monday's Long Song

Another release that comes all the way ffrom Sao Paulo, Brazil and another one to add to the ambient works of Pandit Pam Pam. The latest is a three track EP, Etangs De La Loge, the third part being a seven minute tribute to a barely moving French pool of water. The music, synth ripples and soft drones, is very much water music. Best to take all three tracks Etangs De La Loge 1, 2 and 3 as one longer ambient piece. Get it at Bandcamp. 

While you're there you can dip back to July and the seven minute track La Fourche- soft chords, notes bending slightly, a distant whirr, things shifting, the sense of weightlessness but at the same time one that becomes a little uneasy. Ambient music is often about the detail and there's lots more going on here if you really listen to it, concentrate on the music rather than just have it on as background ambience. La Fourche is also at Bandcamp. 

Thirty More Minutes Of Lost Baggy

Side B of last Sunday's limited edition tape, Never Change (Baggy- The Lost Tracks 1988- 1993)- as requested by readers last weekend. Side A was a blast with a blur of indie dance, rap, acid house and sampledelica. Side B follows suit. The tape was a follow up to Jon Savage's compilation Perfect Motion, released on Caroline True Records in 2015, Jon's joining of the dots between The Stone Roses backwards tape experiments, Deee Lite's day glo grooves and Sabres Of Paradise's Clock Factory, finding a secret second wave of psychedelia. 

Never Change Side B

• Primal Scream: Come Together (Hypnotone Brain Machine Mix)
• Golden: Anglo American
• Honey Smugglers: Listen
• The Satyrs: Oh Yeah!!
• The Real People: Window Pane (Remix)
• Unknown: Unknown White Label
• The Honey Turtles: Don't You Know (Shoegazer's Weirdo Remix)
• The Stone Roses: Fool's Gold (Down To The Clown Edit)

Come Together was the second of the singles that led into Screamadelica, the 12" featuring Weatherall's epic ten minute mix, 'gospel and rhythm and blues and jazz', and Terry Farley's Suspicious Minds influenced version with Bobby's blissed out vocal. Less well known was the Hypnotone remix (which came out on a second 12" and on the seminal Creation dance compilation Keeping The Faith). Hypnotone were briefly great, a Mancunian DJ/ producer called Tony Martin who made Dream Beam (with the late and much missed Denise Johnson on vocals) and a self titled album that hit all the right spots- spots that often started with an E. Hypnotone's remix of Come Together is a technicolor riot of sounds and samples, Primal Scream sent into a spin- I've always thought it sounds like Primal Scream and Public Enemy playing two different songs on the same stage at the same time, at a rave at 3am. 

Golden were on Saint Etienne's Ice Rink label and released Anglo American in 1992, three young women with Saint Etienne and associates playing and producing which explains why it sounds like a lost Saint Etienne track- think 7 Ways To Love and Join Our Club and this one fits in perfectly. 

Honey Smugglers released a few singles and an album (on cassette only) in 1990, a London indie dance group. Listen's inclusion on a recent From Baggy To Britpop box set has seen all their music uploaded to Bandcamp and the band reforming. Listen is a very 1990 sounding song, that bassline, those drums and a vocal that could easily be Julian Cope. Moreso when the organ comes in. In fact, more and more you can hear Cope and the Teardrops as a key influence in the 1988- 1993 period. 

The Satyrs, a trio, made just one record, a 12" with Oh Yeah!! on the B and Shooting Air on the A. 60s sounding psychedelic indie dance, very Liverpool sounding but actually from London. 

Whereas The Real People were actually from Liverpool, a band who Noel Gallagher has said were a huge influence on the early Oasis- which you can definitely hear in Window Pane with its Beatles vibes, chunky guitars, driving drums and vocal lines. The Real People were formed by a pair of brothers, Tony and Chris Griffiths, in 1986 and by the late 80s were playing regularly round Liverpool. I saw them at least once at The Flying Picket (I think), a trade union owned concert venue and studio on Hardman Street. I also saw them supporting Pixies at GMex in summer 1991, a massive venue for them but the crowd who gathered together down the front got into it and the band responded. Window Pane and some of the debut album, a self titled 1991 release, were produced by Stephen Street but they never made the break through that the songs deserved. 

Unknown. I dunno. Wah Wah guitar, Funky Drummer backbeat, Hendrix and Syd Barratt guitars. Could be 5:30, could be Blur, could someone entirely unknown. 

The Honey Turtles- another band with just one single release, a 12" called Don't You Know in 1991 on Pulse- 8 records. Indie dance gone rave with a dash of early Blur. Pulse- 8 was a London based rave/ hardcore label. 

Fool's Gold is clearly not a lost track. It is one of  The Stone Roses best known, their chart breakthrough, it got them on Top Of The Pops and on the front of the NME on a Swiss mountain top and sent them all over the world. The edit that closes the tape isn't from the 1988- 1993 period either as far as I'm aware and seems to be credited to Frequent Flyers. It's inclusion as the tape's ending is therefore a bit of an outlier in more ways than one but the edit's pretty good, the looped part at the start is nice, it's all a bit irreverent and it brings the C90 to a point where all you want to do is turn it over and start again with Side A. 

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 Always first steps. 

My steps took me up to Snapped Ankles, The Flaming Stars, Bocca Juniors and The Boo Radleys. The Bagging Area Oblique Saturdays squad excelled themselves with a bumper collection of songs and responses- from the top, The Babies (via Disco Spider), The Ventures (from Ernie), Caetano Veloso (Mmmmmmbop), New Kids On The Block (thank you Al G), Joe Jackson and his KORG drum machine (from John Medd), NKOTB and Public Service Broadcasting (Mrs G), New Age Steppers (from C), Mogwai (Beerfueled), The First Steps (courtesy of Rol), Stereo MCs (cheers Jase), early New Order (danke Walter), Chris and Cosey and Andrew Weatherall (both from Macdiddly), Mary Poppins (an unexpected one from Jake Sniper), The Incredible String Band (via The Swede), Smith and Mighty (from Khayem) and Acid Klaus (Chris ZenArcade's contribution). Amazing stuff, thank you all of you- and the first time that New Kids On The Block have ever darkened these doorways. 

I don't have any Caetano Veloso but have followed up Mmmmmmbop's suggestion and listened to Caetano's 1973 album Araçá Azul online during the week, an experimental album blurring tropicalia, psychedelia, musique concrete and samba and folk, a record that, as Mmmmmbop said, shakes a fist at the repressive Brazilian state and passive consumerist muzak. I do have this Gal Costa song from the same year, co- written by Caetano Veloso and from Gal's 1973 album India. 

Relance

This week's card, which I turned over on Wednesday evening, says this- What are you really thinking about just now?

And I'll be honest, it caught me unawares and startled me a bit. What was I really thinking about? Rather than sit on the suggesiton for a while as I sometimes do the card demanded an immediate response so I started typing almost straight away. 

I'd been going round the blogs and catching up with the daily posts from other music bloggers and one of the thoughts in my mind was what an incredible thing JC is doing at The Vinyl Villain, an 800 song countdown of songs that are important to him, a huge undertaking as a celebration of the upcoming 20th anniversary of The Vinyl Villain. 

I was thinking about going and finishing marking some essays on the use of propaganda in Nazi Germany that I'd brought home and which had a rapidly approaching deadline. 

I was thinking about the songs on Short Stories For Pauline, the Durutti Column album I'd been listening to in the car and which I was about to start writing about (for a piece that I posted two days ago). 

And I was thinking too about the fact that November is bearing down on us, just under six weeks away, and bringing with it on the 23rd what would have been Isaac's 28th birthday and a week later on the 30th what will be the fifth anniversary of his death and the moment I turned the card over I acknowledged to myself that I've been able to feel it physically again in recent weeks, that feeling of being a bit out of sorts and a bit aggy, a bit narked. The dull thud of grief sitting in my chest again. At least, I think that's what it is. I can usually recognise it now. 

So writing this Oblique Saturday's post started there and then with this rundown of what I was really thinking about 'just now'. 

Here's The Charlatans in summer 1995, thinkin' things over, needing a set of vows. 

Just When You're Thinkin' Things Over

What are you really thinking about just now? And do you have a song to go with it? As usual, feel free to drop it in the comment box. 

Can't Be Sure

I've recently become a member of a Whatsapp group album club started by one of my brothers who has a little time on his hands and thought it would be good to introduce a lot of his friends and family to each other (online though some of us have met in real life) and to music we might not have heard. Each week a member of group (chosen alphabetically) suggests an album to the group and the group members then have a week to listen to the album and provide some feedback- did they like it, what did they make of it and so on. 

My brother- let's call him Josh- occasionally intervenes if the group's gone quiet to 'drive engagement' and 'keep people interested' which is probably a good idea because we can all easily forget to reply to messages. I know I can. So far we've done Felt's Forever Breathes The Lonely Word, Sonic Youth's Sister (my suggestion, bit of an opinion splitter, noisy and unconventional in places), Tom Waits' Raindogs, Keith Jarrett's The Koln Concert (completely new to me and one I'll definitely come back to here both to listen to and here at the blog) and The Sundays 1990 album Reading, Writing And Arithmetic.

I haven't listened to The Sundays first album for a long time but still have a copy on vinyl so pulled it out and played it last Sunday night. Several members of the group were huge fans back in 1990 and were transported back to their sixth form days, The Sundays filling a particular gap in the indie world the aftermath of The Smiths splitting up. I remember going to indie nights at Liverpool University in the 1989/ 1990 period where half the girls present were dead ringers for Harriet Wheeler, the quiff/ long hair combination hairstyle, the Levis 501s cinched in at the waist with a brown leather belt, DM shoes. Looking like Harriet Wheeler, in 1989, was no bad thing at all. She had looks and voice that could melt you at twenty paces. 

I enjoyed listening to the album although it felt very time locked to me, very much part of 1990 and a very distinct kind of indie music that was being eclipsed by acid house and Manchester, which is where at that time my head was at. I kept waiting for The Sundays rhythm section to toughen up and kick in but on the whole it's not that kind of record. It's bookish, it's jangly, it knows the way to the library. The singles are all fantastic especially the debut, Can't Be Sure. 

Can't Be Sure

Tom toms, David Gavurin's chiming guitar straight out of the Johnny Marr songbook and Harriet's lovely voice singing of love, luck and money, England's miserable weather, England being as happy as England can be and how desire's a terrible thing. The words are striking, clearly meaningful to her, heartfelt and poetic. 'It's my life/ And though I can't be sure if I want any more/ It will come to me later', she concludes. 

The other singles are really strong- Here's Where The Story Ends and I Won- and I Kicked A Boy is a good song. At the end of side two the closing song Joy delivers a final punch, with Gavurin playing a Vini Reilly sounding guitar part, the bass and drums locked in and Harriet singing loud and clear on top. They push on at the end with a minute to go, the guitar, drums and bass all competing to be at the fore and Harriet repeating 'joy, joy, joy/ Work harder, harder, harder', and just when you think they could easily keep going, go round for a few more bars, really reach a crescendo, they kill it dead. 

Joy

Next week is Madvillainy by Madvillain, a 2004 rap record by MF DOOM and Madlib. An album as far as I know I have never heard.  

Short Stories

One of the best albums by The Durutti Column was recorded in 1983 and then shelved at Tony Wilson's request. Wilson, Vini Reilly's manager as well as his label boss at Factory, heard the track Duet and told Vini that this was what he should be pursuing and at Wilson's encouragement the planned album, due to be released on Factory Benelux and titled Short Stories For Pauline, was put to one side. The new album was Without Mercy, a two sided 12" release marrying neo- classical, Vini's guitar and electronics. 

Duet

Duet is the neo- classical track that caught Wilson's ear, a two instrument piece with Vini's piano playing and a viola, the sound of a late night bar in Belgium just before closing time, the patrons about to wend their ways home though the streets of Brussels. Duet is achingly pretty and with more than a dash of drama too. It was previously released as La Doleur on Lips That Would Kiss. 

Over the years many of the songs  that would have been on the unreleased Short Stories For Pauline turned up elsewhere- on B-sides, FBN CD compilations such as Lips That Would Kiss (some with alternate track names) and on the Durutti Column album Circuses And Bread, out in 1987. An enterprising DC fan could assembly a version of Short Stories... from their own collection and access to a C90 and tape recorder or CD burner. 

In 2012 Factory re- issue label FTM put out a new version of Short Stories, fourteen songs opening with At First Sight and ending with A Room In Southport. They'd all been released ebfore in one verison or another but on Short Stories... were rpesented together as intended for the first time. Across the songs, most of them instrumental, Vini and Bruce hit the heights, guitar parts and drums in melodic sync, a clear step on from the LC and Another Setting albums. Vini and Bruce sound confident and emboldened and the songs are filled out with piano, violin and trumpet, played by guest musicians from the recordings in Brussels, Blaine Reininger, Alain Lefebvre and Anne van den Troost. On Take Some Time Out Vini sings, something Wilson always tried to prevent him from doing, and sounds good, his voice having grown in confidence since the early albums. Take Some Time Out stands alongside much of the rest of Vini's 80s songs. As does this one, A Silence, which he sings on too...

A Silence

Tumbling Bruce Mitchell drums, Vini's chorus/ delayed guitar, a full and rich sound with viola and Vini's voice, a little low in the mix, 'You don't say what mean/ You don't mean what you say'. The songs rises and falls, Vini singing about dreams and love, Bruce as always playing for good of the song. It's got that Factory juxtaposition of sadness and happiness coming together at the same time. 

A Silence came out on the CD re- issue of Circuses And Bread in 2007 and as a longer instrumental track on an expanded version of Without Mercy. But I think it belongs best on Short Stories For Pauline, an album now rightfully restored alongside with the rest of Vini's Factory works and in its correct place.