Fifty Six

Today's post is brought to you in association with the number fifty six. The A56 runs past the top of our road and a mile up the road from us (heading towards Manchester city centre) it goes past the beautiful but empty Art Deco cinema in Stretford (formerly Stretford Essoldo, pictured above). 

The A56 starts out on Frodsham Street in Chester and heads east through Cheshire, past Warrington and Runcorn and then passes Lymm where it turns to Altrincham, then Sale and Stretford (it is at various points between Altrincham and Old Trafford called Chester Road, Cross Street and Washway Road). Then it runs through Gorse Hill to Old Trafford where Manchester United's ground lies to its left, skirts Hulme and when it hits town it becomes Deansgate. From there north to Salford and Bury and into Lancashire, to Colne and Nelson before reaching Skipton and eventually running out of tarmac in the village of Broughton, North Yorkshire. 

Fact 56 was A Factory Video, a various artists VHS video released by Factory in 1982, the starting point of what Tony Wilson believed would be a brave new artistic world for the record label. The Factory video production arm was Ikon (Brian Nicholson) and operated from the basement of the Factory HQ at 86 Palatine Road. For a while it was based in the cellar of Tony Wilson's house on Old Broadway, a house that in 1982 I walked past every day on the way home from school. Aged twelve, I wasn't really up to speed with what was going on in that cellar. Ikon ran their own video release series and Fact 56 was a compilation of some of those releases.  

It starts with New Horizon by Section 25. New Horizon is the final song on their 1981 album Always Now, a record produced by Martin Hannett and clad in one of Peter Saville's Factory artwork masterpieces. The advice Peter got from band member Larry Cassidy was 'something quite European, but psychedelic with some oriental influences'. 'After that', he said, 'I was on my own'. The sleeve opens like an envelope, marbled on the inside on specialist card with bold type on the front and die cut. 

Tony Wilson was right about the importance of videos and video art. Fact 56 was available to buy on VHS and Betamax. I would guess a lot of copies of both ended up in landfill in the 90s as the world went digital. There are two copies for sale on Discogs, one for £50 and one for 80 Euros which would suggest they're pretty scarce now. 

There isn't too much else about the number 56. It became a symbol of the Hungarian Uprising. Joe DiMaggio had a 56 game hitting streak. It means that I'm now closer to 60 than 50. 

This came out recently, nothing to do with 56, just something I wanted to share- Seu Jorge and Beck covering Nick Drake's River Man, a lush and very lovely bossa nova version of the song from Brazil and produced by former Beastie Boy producer Mario C. 

Tricky Kid

If we accept as truth that Tricky made some of the most uncompromising and influential music of the 1990s- as well as his part in Massive Attack's Blue Lines, his debut album Maxinquaye with the voice of co- singer Martina Topley- Bird rewrote what UK rap/ blues/dub/ sound system music could be like and was instrumental in the development of trip hop. He then made Pre- Millennium Tension and Nearly God, both seriously heavy albums. 

He's continued to release records, including 2020's Falls To Pieces and Fifteen Days (as Theis Thaws) and a new one comes out in July, Different When It's Silent. I haven't kept up with all his releases but the Theis Thaws single last year, Fly To Ceiling which had a David Holmes remix and another, Where Are You Lately, remixed by Radioactive Man, both got me listening to him again. 

I got a ticket for his gig at Factory International in Manchester on Saturday night and a group of us headed down. The gig was, well, it was odd, some aspects of it were downright perplexing. Tricky is an artist and known for being fairly idiosyncratic and uncompromising. We were in the seated venue of the Factory arts centre which felt very formal from the off (there's a hall downstairs which is also used for gigs which is standing which would have been better). 

The stage was dark, no spotlights. The three musicians at the back- a man on synths/ laptop, a drummer in the middle and a guitarist on the left- were all lit but the front of the stage where Tricky and two co- vocalists were, was in complete darkness. They stayed that way for the entire gig- not lights at all, just three shadowy figures either at the mic or moving back from it and waiting. The set was largely newer material and it was gripping stuff at times. The drummer (huge drum kit but only really used the snare, the floor tom and the kick) was good, the laptop/ synth operator did a lot of heavy lifting and the guitarist was on it, kicking up dirty, distorted punk riffs, slashing away when it needed it and playing quieter, single notes on the less intense songs. 

 Tricky did thank us after two or three of the songs but other than that there was little sense that we were involved in the gig. It felt more like a performance than a gig. At a gig, there's a shared experience, an energy between crowd and artist, a sense that the audience is part of it. It didn't feel like that. On some songs Tricky was barely present vocally. The two co- singers were great, very much in the sound and style of the songs he did with Martina in the 90s. Occasionally Tricky would rasp a few lines, approach the mic and gives us some of that half stoned/ half threatening magic. At times he was just a figure on stage in complete darkness. It's obviously his thing, they're his songs and it's his sound, he's in charge of it all- but a little more of him and maybe a flicker of spotlight or stage lights onto him would have been nice. 

Halfway though the guitarist kicked into the familiar wah wah intro to Black Steel and the tension and intensity grew and the audience responded with cheers and applause. Black Steel is a seminal 90s tune, one of those songs that rewired the culture for me, a new take on Public Enemy's song, an anti- government, anti- military, anti- authoritarian tune with ferocious guitars and bass and huge punk drums. It was a significant part of the reason I was at the gig. 

Black Steel

The singer on the right led it as the guitarist thrashed away and the drum got ready to explode, 'I got a letter from the government the other day/ Opened it and read it/ It said they were suckers'. I felt a jolt of excitement, a moment of electrification. Tricky wandered to the back of the stage, wandering round behind the drum riser. I expected he'd make his way back for the 'Many switch in, switch on, switch off ' lines', but he didn't. He came back after the song finished. A few songs later they played Overcome, the song that he shares with Massive Attack (Kormacoma on Protection) and again, a big moment for me and I'd imagine many of the audience. 

Overcome

'You sure you wanna be with me?/ I've nothing to give' is one of the bleakest opening lines in pop music and the song is one where love and sex merge with paranoia and dislocation, 'You're a couple/ 'specially when your bodies double/ Duplicate and then you wait/ For the next Kuwait'. It's dark and messy and reeks of the fug of weed. The band and singers play it perfectly. Then we go back to the newer songs, some of which gather steam, a few lines from Tricky here and there and then often just as it looks like the song's come together and going to fly, the guitarist and drummer locked in, they stop dead. 

Forty five minutes and they're done and head off. Tricky leads the band back on for an encore, three more songs. 'Come on Tricky!' someone shouts from the seats below us. Still no lights, it could be anyone centre stage. Afterwards, chatting to a few other people near the bar, they felt the same. A few are pissed off, wanted or expected a little more. Most people are fairly sanguine- 'it's Tricky, it's what he does'. He definitely can't be accused of becoming a heritage act living off former glories and giving it some showbiz moves.  

It was a little mystifying in a way and could have been so much more- some lights, some projections or films behind the band, a little bit more from the man himself. The band are really good and the sound is superb. The singers are great. It's up to him of course and god knows he's had to deal with some terrible stuff in his life but I was left with the feeling that Tricky was only partly there.

Seventy Minutes From GL11

Back in February Todmorden's Gold Lion pub celebrated its 11th birthday with a weekend of entertainment with Hot Chip's Joe Goddard on the Friday night and on Saturday Deeply Armed playing live upstairs and David Holmes downstairs. The afternoon also had us playing, The Flightpath Estate, from 2pm through until the evening. We had plans to recreate our entire set but for various reasons that hasn't happened but I'd pulled my parts of the set together and it occurred to me that rather than them sitting unused I may as well sequence them together as one piece and share them here. So this is a twelve song selection of what I played at The Golden Lion- Dan, Martin, Baz and Mark's tunes are all missing I'm afraid- keeping track of  what I played is hard enough- and maybe one day we'll sort the full setlist out and post it.

Adam's Flightpath Estate Set From GL11

• Arrival Ft. Kevin McCormick: Common Place (Thought Leadership Remix)
• Cluster: Zum Wohl
• Captain Beefheart and His Magic  Band: Observatory Crest
• Cowboy Junkies: Sweet Jane (Mojo Filter Junkie Re- Love)
• A Mountain Of One: Innocent Reprise
• Thurston Moore: Asperitas
• Warpaint: Disco// Very (Richard Norris Remix)
• X- Press 2: Witchi Tai To (Two Lone Swordsmen remix)
• Doves: Kingdom Of Rust (Prins Thomas Remix)
• Pandit Pam Pam: Tarantula
• Secret Soul Society: See You Dance Again
• Mark Lanegan: Ode To Sad Disco

Arrival's 12" single came out at the start of January, the year's first essential release for me, two tracks from the Stockport duo with the wonderful guitar playing of Kevin McCormick at their core. Thought Leadership, also a guitarist and also from Stockport, remixed Common Place pulling many different threads into one piece of music. 

Cluster's Zum Wohl is from their 1976 album Sowiesoso, a favourite of mine, an album where Cluster and Conny Plank regrouped in rural West Germany and made pastoral ambient electronic/ synth cosmische. 

Captain Beefheart's Observatory Crest made a late jump into my digital record box for the Lion's 11th birthday. I fond myself humming it in the week leading up to the event and it fell into the afternoon vibe I was aiming for. It came out in 1974 on his Bluejeans And Moonbeams album, an uncharacteristically accessible and mainstream sounding record for the good Captain. 

Cowboy Junkies' cover of Sweet Jane came out in 1988 on their majestic Trinity Sessions album. It gained Lou Reed's approval, the song done the way it should have been back when The Velvet Underground made Loaded. Cowboy Junkies have spent the last two week's touring the UK and they played Manchester last Sunday. I was really tempted to go but also tickets were £53 plus fees and it felt like a lot of money. Mojo Filter's Balearic edit is from 2015 and he doesn't do too much to it, just add a subtle electronic undercarriage and a bit of a sunset sheen. 

Innocent Reprise is from A Mountain Of One's EP2, originally out in 2007 and then compiled with EP1 as Collected Works. Lovely sunbaked Balearic folk. 

Asperitas is from an album Thurston Moore put out in early February this year, six long guitar instrumentals inspired by skyscapes of the British Isles, an album called Guitar Explorations Of Cloud Formations. Asperitas is several guitar parts, some controlled feedback and a primitive drum machine. It's a really good album ranging from chilled and krauty to noisy and if by any remote chance he's reading this, vinyl please Thurston. 

We played in rotation at GL11, three tracks each and then handing over to the next Flightpather. Richard Norris' remix of Warpaint came later on in the afternoon, the pub filling up a bit and I can't remember who went before me or what they played but it must have inspired me to turn the bpms up a little and go into dancier territory. Back in 2014 Warpaint were very much a going concern, their California post- punk/ dub sounds getting lots of attention. Richard's remix is one of his best- an indie rock gone Balearic monster.

Two Lone Swordsmen's remix of X- Press 2 is from 2006, Andrew Weatherall and Keith Tenniswood heading into the garage rock/ rockabilly sounds that would come to fruition on 2007's Wrong Meeting. Witchi Tai To is a Native American chant that Jim Pepper turned into a hit single in 1971. Recorded in 1969, peyote jazz fusion. 

Doves Kingdom Of Rust was from the 2006 album of the same name. The Prins Thomas remix of the song is a beauty, the guitars and bass circling round each other, Jimi's windswept vocal nailing a certain type of Mancunian melancholy with references to black birds and cooling towers and then the strings swoop in...

Pandit Pam Pam is from Sao Paulo. His cover of Colourbox's Tarantula came out in February this year. The wandering trumpet line and bubbling bass dance around each other.

Secret Soul Society's edit of Neil Young's 1992 song Harvest Moon dropped into my inbox a few weeks before GL11, the line 'I wanna see you dance again' going round and round, a dub/ disco version of 90s Neil Young.

Mark Lanegan's Ode To Sad Disco always works. New Order- esque dance/ rock from 2012's Blues Funeral, a throbbing sequencer bassline, synths and guitars and packed with very visual lyrical imagery- one of those songs that always hits the spot for me. 

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 Is there something missing?

I went for Todd Terry's 1996 remix of Everything but The Girl's Missing, Dub Syndicate, Joy Division's transition into New Order, Durutti Column, R.E.M. and The Clash. The Bagging Area Oblique Saturdays squad went into overdrive and came up with late period New Order without Hooky, The Verve without Nick McCabe, Elvis Costello, Janis Joplin (whose vocals were missing from a song she was supposed to record the day she died), Julian Cope and Peggy Suicide, The Justified Ancients Of Mu Mu, Wire, The Stranglers, Tindersticks, The Bad Seeds, Andrew Weatherall's Music's Not For Everyone radio shows, Athletico Spizz and R. Missing. Thank you Chris, Beerfueledlad, Rol, Khayem, C, The Swede, JC and Walter. 

Peggy Suicide Is Misisng closes Julian Cope's 1992 opus Jehovakill, a forty two second burst of notes and noise and Cope, the Archdrude, singing, 'mother, mother, mother...' 

Peggy Suicide Is Missing

This weeks Oblique Strategy card says this- Don't break the silence.

At first I thought I'd turned a repeat Oblique Strategy card but on checking it just seemed familiar- I've had both Tape your mouth and Do nothing for as long as possible before, both of which at first felt like they come from a similar place. I wondered if I should choose again but then the word silence prompted me and this came to mind...

A Life Of Silence (Timothy J. Fairplay's Fall Of Shame Remix)

Released on Andrew Weatherall's Bird Scarer Records back in 2012, a vinyl only 12" series that ran to just seven releases, Tim (Andrew's engineer in the studio in the early 2010s and his partner in The Asphodells) remixed Scott Fraser's A Life Of Silence. Scott was one of the Scrutton Street Axis, one of several artists who took a room in Andrew Weatherall's Scrutton Street bunker complex near Brick Lane in London. They all had to vacate eventually as the forces of free market capitalism decided that an underground bunker complex containing several DJs, musicians and producers making relatively small scale music aimed at a few hundred souls was an inefficient use of property. 'Artists', Andrew said at the time, 'are the vanguard of gentrification'.

Tim's remix is a beauty, a nine minute electronic excursion into early New Order/ music for the Cold War territory, the chuggy drums, Hooky- esque bass, choppy guitars and cosmische synths all conjuring 21st century acid house and images of Warsaw Pact maneuvers, West Berlin and early 80s Manchester. Maybe that's just me. 

I could have left it there. Don't break the silence by adding to A Life Of Silence. There's loads more songs in my collection with silence in the title: The Asphodells only album had One Minute Silence on it,a  John Betjemen inspired lyric (also released for RSD as a vinyl only 12" with a Wooden Shjips remix); I've recently been reviewing and enjoying the new album by Lines Of Silence; Depeche Mode enjoy their silence; Television Personalities had an angry silence; Daniel Avery is Out Of Silence, Justin Robertson has a Cup Of Silence; and Duncan Gray has an imperfect silence. 

More conceptually I then thought of Bill Drummond, never a man to shy away from something grand and important. In 2005 he declared 21st November as No Music Day, a day of silence to draw attention to the cheapening of music as an art form.

'I decided I needed a day I could set aside to listen to no music whatsoever. Instead, I would be thinking about what I wanted and what I didn't want from music. Not to blindly – or should that be deafly – consume what was on offer. A day where I could develop ideas'. 

A day of silence in other words. He chose 21st November as it is the feast day of Saint Cecilia, the patron saint of music. 

Cecilia

Simon And Garfunkel's Cecilia, a hit from 1970 with home made, improvised percussion, banging a bench and looping it at a party then recreated in the studio with a piano stool and guitar cases. 

Bill promoted No Music Day for a few years with some take up in the UK press, BBC Scotland and further afield (Sao Paulo in Brazil and Linz in Austria both joined in). 

I don't know how much No Music Day achieved but like many of Bill Drummond's schemes, the concept is the thing. He does something and then he moves on. If music was being cheapened as an art form in 2005 it's even cheaper now- Spotify, Tik Tok et al and advertising use music as content, little more than the backing track to the product they are selling. Spotify's rates of pay for musicians are appalling. Mark Peters, a guitarist from Wigan whose music I've featured here a good few times, recently found out that a piece of his music was used by Facebook in India and had been streamed over 26 million times. For this he received a payment of £40. 

Mark's most recent release is Shadow Quarter, available at Bandcamp, four songs each one done in two versions. 

Feel free to make your own Don't break the silence suggestions in the comment box. 

Ambient Friday

Ambient music is enjoying something of a heyday. During lockdown many artists took a turn towards it, the restrictions of that time preventing people from meeting and possibly also some were sharing spaces where other members of their households were working from home meant that making quieter music was necessary. Ambient sounds, synth drones and long gentle pieces seemed to fit the unreality of lockdown too. Richard Norris had already begun making ambient music/ deep listening as part of his Music For Healing series, music designed to aid concentration, contemplation and mental health and his ambient series thrived during 2020/ 2021 and is still going strong today. Ambient music as therapy. Ambient music to replace tinnitus. Ambient music to aid relaxation. His latest monthly long ambient track, Patterns 5, came out a few days ago. It's here. 

There's an elemental aspect to ambient music too, a sense that it is connected to nature, that it can be a response to or soundtrack too the natural world. In his book Monolithic Undertow Harry Sword traces the long history of drone music, from Neolithic burial chambers in Malta to 20th century Ladbroke Grove and beyond. The drone is a central part of ambient and its appearance and reappearance throughout human history adds to this feeling that ambient music is not just elemental but a core part of the human musical experience. Brian Eno's conception of ambient music was formed while recovering from an accident, bedbound, and had been given a album of harp music. He put the record on the stereo and hobbled back to bed and then realised he'd left the volume too low. He was too tired to get out of bed and turn the volume knob and as he lay in his bed he tuned in to a new way of listening to music- low volume and a part of the household sounds, internal and external, rain falling and pattering on the window, the letterbox rattling, a dog barking down the street. Music that blended in and became the background to life. When recovered he went on to record a number of landmark ambient albums. This is from Ambient 4: On Land from 1982. 

Unfamiliar Wind (Leeks Hill)

Another spur to the creation of ambient music is the recent availability of cheap technology- copies vintage synthesisers and new machines at accessible prices means that buying a couple of synths and recording the sounds is easy. Making something interesting that other people want to listen to is maybe more difficult but the old punk instruction 'here's a chord, here's another, here's a third, now form a band!' is rewritten for ambient experimentation and musicians- 'here's a synth, here's another, here's a digital recorder, now make an ambient album!'.

All of this is a long winded preamble to two new ambient albums that are worthy of your attention.

Yulyseus is a Glaswegian ambient/ drone artist with a new album out today, Nothing Under Heaven. Ringing drones, layers of synth noise, the sound of a violin bow, field recordings, rand falling melodies that soar and swell, almost in sync with whatever you're doing- walking with headphones in, lying on the sofa and scrolling on your phone, washing up, driving, staring at the sun as it sets behind the trees in the park. It works as Eno's background music but is also totally rewarding when listened to closely. Yulyseus says that the album 'reflects an ongoing search for clarity and meaning in uncertain times' and it can definitely accompany that feeling even if the uncertain times are still there when the album is over. You can listen to or buy Nothing Under Heaven at Bandcamp. 

From Glasgow to Leicester. Harvey Sharman- Dunn's newest album is an ambient work called The River At Ælla's Stone, seven tracks recorded using a variety of analogue synths that trace a journey from the flood plain of the Soar Valley to the south coast of Malta and a Neolithic site called the Megalithic Temples, a site that predates Stonehenge, the world's oldest free standing stone buildings. Harvey has sequenced the seven tracks as a vinyl album, the first side starting with The River, bubbling synths and water droplets, leading into The Packhorse Bridge and then the heavier drones of Ælla's Stone, seven minutes of slowness. Side two ends with Mnajdra, an ambient response to the Neolithic temples of Malta (the starting point of Harry Sword's book). It's easy to imagine the drones and oscillations of Mnajdra as music created by our ancestors five thousand years ago. You can hear and/ or buy The River At Ælla's Stone at Bandcamp. 

No Coincidences

The latest album by Coyote came out recently, a six track album titled The Higher The Sky, The Deeper The Ocean. It follows three other six track albums they've released in the last few years (as well as numerous singles, 12"s and edits). Five of the six tracks feature very well chosen and apposite vocal samples, taken from a variety of sources, that are built into the Notts duo's music- Balearica, dub and ambient tunes that are always like a ray of warm sunshine. 

I reviewed The Higher The Sky, The Deeper The Ocean for Ban Ban Ton Ton where I got into the idea that what Coyote are doing with the voices that appear on their albums is making meaning or trying to find answers or make sense of the world/ life. The voices that they drop into their songs become lyrics in the same way I guess that actually writing the words for a song does for songwriters. The review is here and the album is available at Bandcamp, digital and vinyl. 

The album ends with No Coincidences, six minutes of music that have become one of my favourite songs of 2026. The lazy drumbeat, double bass (reminiscent of Danny Thompson's bass playing on Nick Drake, John Martyn and Pentangle records) and wash of sounds are intoxicating and the voice on top elevates it further. 'Life is a colour... there's no such things as coincidence... hurry up please it's time...'. 

In the review I linked the vocal sample, a repeated line  of 'hurry up please it's time, hurry please it's time', to T.S. Eliott's The Waste Land (the line appears in the poem, the barman trying to get drinkers out of his pub at last orders). Which felt a bit pretentious (I asked Rob at Ban Ban Ton Ton to feel free to tell me if it was a bit much) but I think we run the risk of pretentiousness form time to time in blogging and we just have to accept it. 

Anyway, it led me to think about what other songs have been inspired by The Waste Land and these three turned up. Pet Shop Boys' breakthrough single West End Girls is one of them, Neil Tennant finding inspiration in the streets on London as portrayed in the poem, the noise and strife of the city and the class struggle of those East End Boys and West End Girls. 

PJ Harvey's On Battleship Hill is also apparently partly inspired by The Waste Land, both commenting on the aftermath of the First World War and the slaughter of a generation of young men in the name of Western values. Polly pulls no punches. 

I found out too that Lana Del Rey's Do You Know There's A Tunnel Under Ocean Blvd is possibly inspired by the poem, the search for meaning and themes of memory, loss and decay. And it's a rather dramatic and affecting song too. When I set out writing this post I didn't plan to end up with pet Shop Boys, PJ Harvey and Lana Del Rey and that just confirms what the voice in the Coyote song is saying. There's no such thing as coincidence. 

Introit To Left Hand Drive

Boards Of Canada's forthcoming album Inferno- out at the end of the month- has been preceded by a new track, or two tracks, or maybe three new tracks more accurately, because it seems to be three separate parts segued together. Introit/ Prophesy At 1420 MHz moves the Boards Of Canada sound again- all their albums seem to be connected but distinct too (the long gaps between releases gives plenty of time for the Sandison brothers to come up with a new approach, to shift the sound and feel, and to allow their influences to fully percolate). 

The Introit part is thirty seconds long (or ninety seconds possibly) starting with analogue synth oscillations and hand drums. At thirty seconds this fades out and something more ominous takes over, something more typically Boards Of Canada, the threat of something existential coming this way. Then at one minute thirty it changes again, becoming very different- a goth or darkwave guitar part, as if The Cure on downers or Berlin artist Curses suddenly turned up in the studio. The slow crawl of the drums and the gothcore sounds roll on and then a voice starts speaking, a deep, distorted voice claiming to be God and talking of subconsciousness and power, nature and super density. The long ending that follows God's part feels like the long slow fade out of a star going supernova (not that I have first hand experience of that). The visuals of the video suggest something along those lines. 

It's all pretty intriguing. 

 

In 2006, twenty years ago, Boards Of Canada released an EP called Trans Canada Highway, six tracks long (five BoC tracks and a remix of the first track on the EP, Dayvan Cowboy, by Odd Nosdam, an underground US hip hop producer/ visual artist). The two sides of vinyl of Trans Canada Highway are a fine way to spend half an hour, the tracks gradually revealing themselves with ambient, backwards guitar, loops of feedback, slowed down drums and heavy synth drones, all surrounded by that Boards Of Canada spaciousness. There's a less than a minute long ambient piece attached to the end at the end which suggests things heading elsewhere- but don't. The EP is intended to soundtrack a journey across part of Canada and it's a very floaty and abstract way to travel. 

Left Hand Drive