City Red Hot

Even typing is hot work at the moment. I'm not one to moan about hot weather, we get precious little of it in the north of England and once a year go abroad seeking it, but it does make doing everyday things difficult. As Lee Scratch Perry noted in 1977, city too hot.  

City Too Hot

Lee's solution was to go 'go cool out/ upon the hill top' which makes perfect sense especially when chanted over the top of one of those spacious, otherworldly rhythms he conjured up in the Black Ark in the 1970s. Eight sweltering minutes of dubbed out rhapsody. 

In 1990 Mark E. Smith set his sights on British people in hot weather. We're not really prepared for it are we? One hint of sunshine and there are men walking round with their shirts off, moorland fires started by people with disposable barbecues and an array of milk bottle legs and hastily dug out shorts. 

British People In Hot Weather

The song turned up on the B-side of Telephone Thing. Mark clearly found it all too much. 

'British people in hot weather/ Fill green envelopes and send them to you/ On train ride remarks tracks/ Play Walkmans loud behind you/ Demonstrate on Oxford Street/ About what the hell they couldn't tell you.... 

...people in shorts drunk before you/ Beach wailing Wapping/ His armpit hairs are sprouting/ Designer tramp goes grrrrr/ Looking jolly from Stoke as he walks through/ And makes up titles like this to order/ They're well off their trolley/ Smoking like a chimney/ The spectacles stared out/ British people in hot weather'.

In 1993 The Fall and Lee Scratch Perry came together with The Fall's Why Are People Grudgeful?, a splicing together of two Jamaican singles, Lee's 1968 single People Funny Boy and Joe Gibbs' answer record People Grudgeful. Mark took lyrics from both and combined them as the then current version of The Fall cooked up a post- punk/ alt indie skank.

Why Are People Grudgeful?

Nuclear Summer, Blame And Crunk Funk

Our accelerated 21st century post- Brexit and climate change culture continues. Keir Starmer resigned yesterday morning, his support rapidly shriveling up like that tomato I left on our garden table last night.Two years ago he was a new Labour Prime Minister with a huge majority in the House Of Commons and seemingly a mandate to bring in change. Now he's gone, widely reviled for reasons that aren't entirely clear- his vibe was off *. He was unable to communicate the good things this government have done and doubled down on the bad by, say, arresting hundreds of pensioners for protesting. In the end a huge parliamentary majority that should have given him the freedom to govern for five full years has to be tempered by the fact that he won only a fifth of the electorate at the 2024 general election. The big win two years ago was a Get The Tories Out vote in reality.

Sincerely, I hope Andy Burnham can galvanise people and turn things around. He's a genuinely popular figure (at least round here he is- and there aren't many of mainstream politicians with genuine popularity), has a relatable personality and a back story as Mayor of Greater Manchester that works. He needs to present some policies soon that hit the spot. There's no doubt the familiar right wing media will swing into anti- Burnham mode quickly.

Meanwhile we're baking under temperatures that are entirely beyond the average. Trump's view of Starmer's failure was that he failed on immigration and energy (Open North Sea Oil!' he typed, a view which is part of the problem). I hope his reflecting pool continues to filled with algae.

Some new music to soundtrack societal collapse. First, Daniel Avery remixing Fluke's Atom Bomb, a breath of fresh apocalyptic air- gorgeous synth chords, rattling drums, whispered vocals and big rumbling bass. The Nuclear Summer remix has Avery proving once again he's a master of this kind of thing, ambient techno and rave dynamics. Fluke are mining their back catalogue for updated versions and modern remixes with more to come. Music to soundtrack the shadow of the mushroom cloud. 

Second is OBOST, otherwise known as Bobby Langfield, a young man making music beyond his years. His newest track is Blame, four minutes of dancing synth melodies, the thud of the kick drum and a woozy vocal. In the the second half of blame the energy levels rise, arpeggios and piano blasting out while the voice carries an Arthur Russell- esque feel. Blame (JAB) strips the track down, more acidic, abstract and distorted. Blame is at Bandcamp for less than the cost of two pints of milk. 

Thirdly, Secret Soul Society have a two track EP out this Friday, a collaboration with Flash Atkins, that is aimed squarely at summer dancefloors even if dancing this week is likely to bring on heat exhaustion. Crunk Funk is lighter than air and loose at the seams, breathy and fresh, a lovely groove and insistent chords with a distant vocal. Sunrise, sunset- either will be improved by Crunk Funk. Get it at Bandcamp. 

* There are reasons: he didn't bring enough change quickly enough for people's liking; he was poor at presenting policy and telling a story; he was blank and flat when speaking in public; he U- turned several times which looked weak; some of his policies seemed to hit people Labour should be supporting; he lost left wing support to the Greens due to his pursuit of Reform- friendly policies; he made the disastrous Mandelson appointment; he became a lighting rod for right wing Facebook group politics (the Save Our Kids, flags and hotel mob, the 'two tier' policing critics, the free speechers who want to be able to promote racist views in public with impunity, the far right echo chamber that view him as a communist, the daily battering from the Express and Mail, The Telegraph and The Times). These things come with the territory but the hatred and venom people have for Starmer is a little bizarre.

Monday's Long Song

Justice Tonight/ Kick It Over was The Clash's first full on experiment into dub, done in Wessex studios in London while mixing London Calling (they recorded their cover of Willie Williams' Armagideon Time on 5th November, bonfire night). The two halves are two separate dubs of Armagideon Time, spliced together into one eight minute long slab of righteous Clash dub. 

Justice Tonight/ Kick It Over

Justice Tonight starts with Mickey Gallagher's ghostly organ and then the skanking rhythm with Strummer in the distance, 'A lot of people won't get no supper tonight/ Justice tonight'. The band sound superb, Topper's drums and Paul's bass to the fore and Mick learning the ropes at the production desk with Bill Plant and Jerry Green engineering and mixing. There's some liberal application of space echo and FX, Joe and the instruments dropping in and out and then the pause at four minutes ten seconds as we segue from the first half to the second, from Justice Tonight to Kick It Over. 

The Kick It Over dub goes further, the bassline pumping and a melodica carrying the tune all the way through to Joe's on mic shout of, 'OK, OK, don't push us when we're hot', a response to Kosmo Vinyl intervening as the band strayed over the two minute and fifty eight seconds mark. Joe and Kosmo had agreed that the band shouldn't go beyond the three minute mark on any songs, hence Kosmo's interruption, and Strummer barked at him as the band were smoking and in the groove- the shouting voices and fireworks going off all adding to the fun. Kick It Over drops out to leave just two piano chords, fading. Magnificent.

Thirty Minutes For The Summer Solstice

A thirty two minute mix for the summer solstice, the longest day and the shortest night. Here in the north west of England sunset will be at 9.42 pm, at which point Monday morning will be encroaching a little but it'll well worth sitting out in the fading light, making the most of it. This mix, a blend of ambient and trippy wonky acid house, might make a decent half hour soundtrack to any gnostic solstice ceremony you may wish to perform. 

Summer Solstice Mix

• A Winged Victory For The Sullen: Every Solstice & Equinox
• Arrival featuring Kevin McCormick: One (Solstice Mix)
• Manfredas: Meshuga
• Rich Lane: Solstice (12" Instrumental Mix)
• Sheila Chandra: Raqs (Zillas On Acid Mutation)
• Julian Cope: Head (Long Meg And Her Daughters Mix)

Every Solstice & Equinox is from A Winged Victory For The Sullen's 2021 ambient masterpiece Invisible Cities. The Brussels duo made the album to score a ninety minute theatrical version of Italo Calvino's 1972 novel of the same name, premiered at Manchester International Festival in 2019. I didn't go. I didn't even know about it. I should have and wih I'd gone because the album is stunning.

Arrival's 12" One/ Common Place came out on Before I Die in Janaury and I'm going to keep mentioning it here throughout the year because it deserves to be widely heard. Arrival are from Stockport. Kevin McCormick is a veteran Manchester guitarist now resident south of the city where it becomes fields and lanes. The Solstice Mix of One is an ambient glide with Kevin's guitar playing drippled like musical honey.

Multi Culti is a abased in Montreal who have released several compilation EPs under the name Solstice. Multi Culti Solstice I came out in 2021 and featured Manfredas, Red Axes, Tyu and Zillas On Acid. The text that accompanied the first Solstice EP said 'post- pandemic lockdown inspiration can be found in the great planetary balancing act that has taken place since a cataclysmic impact with an asteroid caused mass extinction and set our earth's orbit off axis'. The solstice and equinox series of releases are delivering 'sonic support at peak moments of cosmic significance'. Which as sleeve notes go is better than just, 'we'd like to thank our partners and the record label for their support'. From Solstice I I've chosen Manfredas and the wonky, otherworldly Meshuga and from Solstice II Zillas On Acid's Arabian flavoured acid freakout of Sheila Chandra's Raqs. 

Rich Lane's Solstice EP came out in June 2020, a slo mo chuggy dub disco treat that came in four versions. Get it at Bandcamp. 

It didn't seem like a Solstice mix would be complete without Julian Cope's involvement. The Long Meg And Her Daughters Mix of Head came out in 1991, a remix by Hugoth Nicolson. Long Meg herself is pictured at the top of this post, photographed when we visited in the summer of 2020. The track and this mix both come to a very sudden stop. 

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 Ghost echoes.

It led me to Patti Smith's book about her young life with Robert Mapplethorpe and to Circle Sky's Ghost In The Machine. The Bagging Area Oblique Squad struck gold with Ghost Box and Dudgrick Bevins, Clientele, Lee Perry and Mouse On Mars, Model 500, Prince Far I, The Specials, Blur and Screaming Soul with Adrian Sherwood. Thank you Chris, Ernie, Rol, Khayem, Mr Ed, Al G and Ghostly Liz. 

Here's some Prince Far I from 1976, echo laden dub produced by Joe Gibbs in Kingston, Jamaica.

Under Heavy Manners

Today's card is this- Revaluation (A Warm Feeling)

A revaluation is to take something and increase its value, to reassess the value of an asset. In 2021 Saint Etienne took some samples from a specific time and place- late 90s and early 00s UK the first term of the Blair government- from a variety of unlikely and uncool sources- Honeyz, Natalie Imbruglia, Lighthouse Family, Tasmin Archer, The Lightning Seeds and Samantha Mumba- and made a concept album about memory, loss, nostalgia for the recent-ish past, a life before the social media age. Was it really a golden age? Saint Etienne seem to be asking or is it a trick of memory? I'm not sure they answer the their question. All the song were named after race horses that won on the day of New Labour's 1997 election victory. Pond House, Little K. Penlop. Broad River. 

Whatever we may think about the good things Tony Blair and the Labour government achieved in their first term- and there were many achievements- they pissed it up the wall with the invasion of Iraq and every time now Tony Blair opens his mouth his utterances surely cause an angel to die. 

Saint Etienne's album played around with all of these things and had a sense of melancholy about it but Pete and Bob really wrote some tunes as well, laptop beats, off kilter loops and samples, found sounds and modern 21st century production. Blue Kite takes ages to build, loops and woozy synths, the dull thud of a kick drum- a revaluation of late 90s/ early 00s pop and urban sounds into something ethereal and dreamlike. 

Blue Kite

Penlop sampled Joy by The Lightning Seeds, Ian Broudie's CD age stadium indie- pop revaluated into woozy, gossamer ambient pop. A remix EP (available only from Rough Trade I think when buying the album back in 2022) further played around with the source material- the samples and the Saint Etienne songs with Vince Clarke, Daniel Avery and Jane Weaver providing the revaluation. Jane Weaver's slow motion ambient/ folk is a low key marvel. 

Penlop (Jane Weaver Remix)

'The name of this song is new feeling... and that's what it's about'...

New Feeling

True Colours

Mike D's return to action has been one of 2026's genuine highlights, three songs out so far, a short run of gigs recently (including one in a bingo hall in North Shields near Newcastle) and an appearance on Jools Holland last weekend. The singles/ songs started with Switch Up, a frenetic uptempo number, and continued with the Beastie sounding rap of What We Got and then the rattly sci fi funk of True Colours.

All three have the inventive energy of classic Beastie Boys, only one of the three voices obviously, but that adventurous, a million ideas a minute spirit is resent and correct. The music comes as least partly from the band 5D, his two son's group. True Colours is very much a band song, a psychey blur with Mike's vocals on top. 

Jools Holland's Sunday night music programme Later... continues. I haven't watched it regularly for years but Mike D being on it piqued my interest. Here he is with the band, all in red tracksuits, doing Switch Up, blurring boundaries and hopping across genres with ease...

This is What We Got, heavy distorted guitars and synths/ FX and loads of Space Echo unit mayhem...

Mike agreed to be interviewed too talking about his return, the imapct of Adam Yauch's death, time, his sons Davis and Skylar and the band 5D, New York in the 70s and 80s and his return to the live stage. Mike's album Thank You is out at the end of August and I'm really looking forward to it. 

Stretford Hopping

This is a bust of John Rylands, a Victorian entrepreneur and philanthropist who lived between 1801 and 1899. The bust is in Stretford Town Hall- a friend had an exhibition of her print making art there recently. I saw Rylands in the foyer, peaking out modestly from a sideboard. He moved to Manchester from Wigan in 1823 and opened a warehouse for his textiles business. Textiles made Manchester. John settled in Manchester and set up his home in Stretford (a mile up the road from us in Sale). In the middle of the 19th century Stretford was a village near Manchester. Now it's very much South Manchester suburb. Maybe Stretford's most famous son is Morrissey who grew up on King's Road and kissed under the iron bridge that now crosses the Metrolink line. 

John Rylands did a lot for Stretford- he paid for the Town Hall, a swimming baths, a library and a coffee house. The Town Hall and library still exist though the baths have gone. There are several coffee houses but possibly not the one Rylands paid for. When he died his widow Augustina paid for a permanent memorial to her late- husband, the famous neo- gothic John Rylands library on Deansgate.

Down Chester Road towards Sale is Stretford Mall, formerly Arndale, currently in the process of being demolished and the town centre rebuilt and regenerated. Stretford Arndale had some rather nice late 60s features, a top deck with a sweeping staircase but 60s modernism is not fashionable and many people did not love the Arndale. In 1971 Muhammed Ali visited Stretford Arndale, promoting Ovaltine at the Tesco supermarket . 

Ali caused such a crowd to turn up and the crush of locals to get so excited about seeing the three time heavyweight champion of the world, in Stretford Arndale!, that he had to be rescued by police. This picture shows Ali retreating from the baying hoard who wanted a glimpse of the great man and some free Ovaltine. Ali is on the right, his head visible as he backs into a corner between stacks of tinned goods. 

The southern end of Stretford was once surrounded by fields and known as the Garden Of Lancashire due to the amount of farmland producing food for the county, vegetables and a large pig market (and copious quantities of Stretford beef- rhubarb). Now the southern end of Stretford is a busy road system overlooked by Stretford Tower, Isaac's favourite building, which I pass every day going to work and which often makes me think of him. 

This potted history of Stretford is a long winded way of getting round to this- tonight at Head, a former branch of Barclays but now a really nice bar, Martin and myself are representing The Flightpath Estate live on the decks, an all vinyl set, from 8.30pm until 11. There is a regular Thursday night slot, Club Solo, which goes out as a livestream on Solo Stream and in person live from Head once a month. Club Solo was born out of lockdown by Stephen Mollynoodles and the archive of previous nights is here. I think you can watch it live and join in on the chat, watching us mess up the transitions and heckle us from the comfort of your front room. Or come down and do it in person. What else would you be doing tonight? Watching Switzerland play Bosnia-Herzegovina while waiting for news from the Makerfield by- election? 

Andy Burnham for the win eh?

Martin and myself will be playing our usual eclectic smorgasbord of dub, Balearic, leftfield indie, Weatherall remixes, Joe Strummer B- sides and maybe some oompty- boompty music for the last hour. 

Mango Street

Mango Street is a largely instrumental version of Island Hopping from Joe Strummer's 1989 solo album Earthquake Weather. It came out on a one sided 12" in October '89, tropical flavours and catgut guitars with spoon percussion. I love it. When I played it at The Golden Lion last September Martin asked, 'what the fuck am I supposed to follow that with?!'.