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Wednesday 30 November 2011

The Poor Take Courage, You Rich Take Care

I was using this song the other day in a work-based capacity (yep, I played it to some twelve and thirteen year olds)- Billy Bragg's The World Turned Upside Down (sometimes known as The Digger's Song). The lyrics were written by Leon Rosselson and Billy released it in 1985. The music alone is stirring enough, Billy's palm muted guitar punctuated by urgent, staccato, metallic stabs. The Diggers were a radical 17th century group, the first Communists arguably, who claimed the earth as 'a common treasury', pressed for economic equality and led by Gerrard Winstanley put their money where their mouths were and began to cultivate common land. The Diggers made the point that the common people of England had been robbed of their birthrights since the Norman Conquest and exploited by the ruling class. The government and local landowners between them, back up by the threat and use of the army, crushed them and by 1651 most Digger colonies had vanished.

In 1649 to St. George's Hill
A ragged band they called the Diggers came to show the peoples' will
They defied the landlords They defied the laws
They were the dispossessed reclaiming what was theirs
We come in peace they said to dig and sow
We come to work the lands in common and to make the waste grounds grow
This Earth divided we will make whole so it will be a common treasury for all

The sin of property we do disdain
No man has any right to buy and sell the Earth for private gain
By theft and murder they took the land
Now everywhere the walls spring up at their command
They make the laws to chain us well
The clergy dazzle us with heaven or they damn us into hell
We will not worship the God they serve
The God of greed who feed the rich while poor men starve
We work we eat together, we need no swords
We will not bow to the masters or pay rent to the lords
We are free men, though we are poor
You Diggers all stand up for glory stand up now

From the men of property the orders came
They sent the hired men and troopers to wipe out the Diggers claim
Tear down their cottages, destroy their corn
They were dispersed but still the vision lingers on
You poor take courage you rich take care
This Earth was made a common treasury for everyone to share
All things in common, all people one
We come in peace the orders came to cut them down

All of which seems to strike quite a few chords at the moment, what with the Occupy protests, rightful disgust at our banking system and successive governments failure to control or regulate it, student protests, kettling and pepper spraying policemen and so on. On top of this, I and millions of others, are on strike today. I'm not saying it's the same to argue that withdrawing our labour for a day in protest at changes to our pensions is the same as what The Diggers were trying to achieve or that we are 'the disposed reclaiming what is ours' but... these things are all in the ether at the moment. There are people at my place of work who are going in to work, under the guise of 'I can't afford to lose a day's pay' or to impress management. Wrong headed I think. I may even go on a march. ET's always wanted to go on a demo and as her school's closed we may as well. See you down the front. Must remember to take a lemon with me.

Tuesday 29 November 2011

Can't Seem To Make You Mine

Ooh, it's been ages since we had any 60s garage rock round here, so pulling out a nugget at random here's The Seeds, led by top nutter Sky Saxon. This song was their 1965 debut single. The following year they had a US hit with the equally great Pushin' Too Hard.

The Bagging Area style desk notes that animal prints are quite popular at the moment but I haven't seen anyone rocking giraffe skin trousers.

Monday 28 November 2011

Orphan's Lament

The Urban Voodoo Machine are a 'collective of shadowy ne'er do wells', who make boozy, swaggering, gypsy stomps, using guitars, accordian, tuba, mandolin, empty wine bottles and other instruments which suggest the twenty first century is but a rumour. Live there's often also a half naked woman who plays the gong. This song was on their debut album from 2009- Bourbon Soaked Gypsy Blues Bop 'n' Stroll- and has bags of menace, oozes swagger, and is really rather good.

Sunday 27 November 2011

Vote Thee Faction

From deepest Reigate Thee Faction play Marxist R'n'B, of the guitar led Dr Feelgood variety rather than the other types of R'n'B. How did R'n'B end up meaning three or four different things? This song comes from the album Up The Workers! It's like the 1990s never happened. You listening Mr Miliband?

Saturday 26 November 2011

Something Else For The Weekend Sir?

More from Vintage Sex Songs, a double disc set of r 'n' b, jump, jive and blues songs. Poon Tang is slang- Urban Dictionary describes it thus. Readers who are easily offended should not click.

The Treniers, led by identical twins Cliff and Claude Trenier, played a cross between early rock 'n' roll and swing through the 1940s and into the 50s, influencing many of the early rock 'n' rollers including Bill Haley. It says on wiki. Here they celebrate poon tang.

Friday 25 November 2011

The Return Of Friday Night Is Rockabilly Night 35

Eddie Cochran record shopping with his girlfriend, looking for a cure for those summertime blues maybe. This record features one of rock 'n' roll's great riffs. And quiffs.

All Could Come True

Dennis Hopper Choppers previously featured at Bagging Area here, almost a year ago, with a song from Ben Nicholls' one-man-band first album. He's since expanded to become a five piece and put out a second album, Be Ready, a few months ago. The fifties rock 'n' roll, country and 60s surf influences are still there along with a fuller band sound, a bowlful of spaghetti western and some lovely Vox organ.

Thursday 24 November 2011

Dum Dum Dum

If we've got proto punk (The Stooges) and punk (Sex Pistols) we must have post-punk, so here is the almost ungoogleable Dum Dum Dum by Dum Dum Dum. I can find next to nothing about them- the track was on a compilation called Obey The New Wave but the existance of Dum Dum Girls, a Bollywood film of the same triple Dum name and someone called Dum Dum Dugan makes it difficult to find anymore info. I'm not even sure if the picture shows a member of Dum Dum Dum- it came up on an image search with this song's name and the Obey The New Wave compilation album. It doesn't matter; this is archetypal and utterly great post-punk. Scratchy and hissy, dub bass, guitars like wires being stretched to breaking point and monotone vocals. It's abrasive, tense and cold. Recommended.

Wednesday 23 November 2011

Thirteen Today

Our son Isaac is thirteen today. He was born at 7.37 am on November the 23rd 1998, changing our lives forever. Isaac spent the first two weeks of life in an incubator with unspecified breathing difficulties. At eight months, already wearing two hearing aids and having had several minor operations, he was rushed to Manchester Childrens' Hospital with hydrocephalus, had his head punctured and drained and a shunt fitted. A few days later he was diagnosed with Hurlers' Disease (MPS 1), a degenerative condition leading to death by the age of ten. The only partial treatment available was bone marrow transplant, which at that point had a fifty per cent success rate and a twenty per cent mortality rate. BMT has made major advances since then, in both success and mortality. Two bone marrow transplants followed in 2000, the second one successfully restoring the missing enzyme but leaving him with a host of issues and needs, and frequent hospitalisation. Since then he has had major spinal surgery, knee surgery, shunt removal and replacement, continuing bi-weekly infusions to replace his still absent immune system and a cochlear implant. In 2008 he contracted pneumonia, then meningitis (causing him to have a mini-stroke), which very nearly did for him. So turning teenage is a big deal for us and him not least because there have been times when he wasn't expected to survive the night, never mind reach teenage years.

Today he is a walking, talking, somewhat hyperactive, short statured bundle of energy who brings joy to those who meet him, and Isaac meets many people. He just approaches them and starts asking them questions. He is currently full of teenage hormones- his main interests are breasts, Manchester United, breasts, crisps (prawn cocktail flavour), Lego, breasts, ladies wearing make up and high heels, chips, chocolate and breasts. Not so different from the rest of us maybe, although he says exactly what he thinks whereas the rest of us can internalise some of our thoughts about these topics.

Happy 13th birthday sunshine. May you continue to beat the odds.

This was the last song the compilation tape played in my old dark green Ford Escort on the way to hospital just before he was born, sometime in the early hours of the morning thirteen years ago.

'A dreamer of pictures
I run in the night
You see us together
Chasing the moonlight
My cinnamon girl'

Still, I think, Neil Young's best song.

Tuesday 22 November 2011

Ever Get The Feeling You've Been Cheated?

Nearly two years of posts at Bagging Area and I've never had put up anything by the Sex Pistols. They split up in 1978 after a traumatic tour of the US, finishing with a gig at San Francisco's Winterland Ballroom. Ending (the gig and the band, at least until that mid 90s reformation) with a cover of The Stooges' No Fun, Johnny Rotten, soon to revert to John Lydon, introduced the song with 'This is No Fun, no fun at all' and the question at the top of this post. All of which is on this legendary recording.

Monday 21 November 2011

Doggy Style

In 1969 The Stooges took rock music and reduced it, the first time it had been completely stripped back to basics in its then short life, removing all the fripperies and window dressing of mellotrons, strings, horns, and guitar solos, and placing neanderthal riffs and short thuggish statements at the centre. Partly inspired, as Iggy says, by the crashing sounds at Detroit's machine works. I think there's a reasonable argument that, in the spirit of Davy's recent comment inspiring post following drinks with Drew, this is The Greatest Rock Song Of All Time. Ever! But I'd be happy to listen to arguments for 1969 as well.

Sunday 20 November 2011

Woo Hoo

Woo hoo, woo hoo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo hoo

This might have been better saved for Friday night; The Rock-a-Teens only hit, from 1959. Best known as a cover by The 5, 6, 7, 8s (used in Kill Bill) it was voted the most annoying song of the last 25 years in a 2008 poll, by whoever they find to vote in these things. I've certainly never been asked.

Woo Hoo

Saturday 19 November 2011

Something For The Weekend Sir?

Browsing the compilations section of a certain megastore recently I found a cd entitled Vintage Sex Songs. The blurb on the back read 'Hard drivin' Papas and Mamas contribute suitably uninhibited celebrations of sex on this compilation of hedonistic songs. Usually delivered with an ironic humour they're often single rather than double entendre'. A fiver. Go on then.

Forty songs, blues, jump jive and similar, a riot of horns, double bass, bawdiness and licentiousness. This is the heroically named Bull Moose Jackson and a 1948 hit Bow Legged Woman.

'She's gotta be built like a big bass fiddle
Big bow legs and a hole in the middle
Gotta be on my way
To find a bow legged woman today'

The album also features The Swallows 'It Ain't The Meat (It's The Motion), Papa Charlie Jackson 'You Put It In, I'll Take It Out', Memphis Minnie 'Keep On Eatin'', Barrelhouse Annie 'If It Don't Fit, Don't Force It', Wynonie Harris 'I Want My Fanny Brown' (US fanny rather than UK), Bo Carter 'Banana In Your Fruit Bowl', Lucille Bogan 'Shave 'Em Dry' and, as they say, many, many more. I'll let you have the pick of the bunch. Meanwhile, here's Bull Moose and his request...

Friday 18 November 2011

The Return Of Friday Night Is Rockabilly Night 34

Aw, this is a belter of a song and as rockabilly as anything recorded between 1956 and 1959- The Cramps and Love Me. In fact it sounds like it could have been recorded at any point from the late 50s onwards. Real and raw.

'You set my soul on fire
Every muscle in my body's burning with desire
Baby kiss me do
Make me know you're mine
Love me'

A Fine Day Tomorrow

Classic rave/house tune from 1992, Opus III's It's A Fine Day to get your Friday off on the right foot. Originally by Hulme poet and musician Edward Barton. Come on in- the water's lovely.

Thursday 17 November 2011

Blog Will Eat Itself

I feel like I've been going round in circles here recently- Weatherall, Clash, JAMC, dub, rockabilly, repeat to fade... So to anyone who clicks on this and thinks 'Christ not more ....................' I apologise and promise to be more varied in the coming weeks. Or maybe I don't.

I found this Weatherall remix on Soundcloud. It's a seven and a half minute remix of Hardway Bros and a track called Mania Theme, all 'gas powered drum machine', huge dubby bass and arpeggiated synths. There's this as well on Youtube- Weatherall's remix of Soft Rocks' We Hunt Buffalo Now, a glam rock/dub monster that may well be his best remix of the year, better even than the Toddla T and Roots Manuva one. The recent Red Bull Music Academy interview/lecture (which you have surely seen but if not it's here, and very entertaining it is too) had Weatherall describing the remix formula mentioned above and it's certainly working for me. I could listen to these remixes all day. Somewhere unreleased in a vault there's the Cut Copy one, the Wooden Shjips one played on the RBMA show and The Horrors one I moaned about last week. Compilation soon please Rotters Golf Club people.

The Older Guys Really Got It All Worked Out

The older I get, the truer I like to think that line becomes.

Country-rock legend Gram Parsons is one of those 'you must like him' people and some of his solo stuff is pretty good but his band The Flying Burrito Brothers are the real deal, especially the first album (The Gilded Palace Of Sin) which has any number of standout songs- Hot Burrito #1, Hot Burrito #2, Sin City, The Dark End Of The Street (pretty much invented splicing country and soul), Christine's Tune. The follow up, Burrito Deluxe, isn't nearly as good but does contain this song, a rollicking celebration of the good ole boys down the bar, though the line about them 'getting the ladies with their style, the older guys squeeze them til it makes them smile' sounds more like sexual harassment now than maybe it did back in 1970.

Wednesday 16 November 2011

Or Else You Gotta Stay All Night

It's been quite Mary Chainy round here recently and I was going to leave it alone but then this appeared on the mp3 player on the way to work- Jim Reid's solo cover of If You Gotta Go, Go Now. It's nicely understated, sounding like a good demo rather than a polished song, just Jim and guitar mainly. It's a Bob Dylan song- you knew that didn't you?- written in 1964 but not recorded by Bob til a year later. It's been covered by scores of people- the Flying Burrito Brothers, Manfred Mann, Fairport Convention (in French), Johnny Hallyday (in French presumably) and Cowboy Junkies.

Tuesday 15 November 2011

Music For People On Oil Rigs

...is how Mick Jones once described Sandinista. Paul Simonon recently spent two weeks in a Canadian jail having been part of a Greenpeace team who stormed an oil rig in protest and refused to leave. Paul joined the crew of a Greenpeace ship as ' the assistant cook' and wasn't recognised by anyone until a guard sussed him during his stay in captivity. You can read the whole story here, including a video where The Good, The Bad And The Queen played on the new Rainbow Warrior ship on the Thames just the other night.

Fellow Clash activist Mick has announced a short tour entitled Justice Tonight, raising awareness for the Hillsborough Families Justice campaign. Mick promises a set of Clash songs and is supported by Pete Wylie (yay!) and The Farm (gulp!). More info from John Robb's website here and a link to get tickets. I've already got mine.

The Bandits were a Liverpool blues rock band, from that rush of scouse bands a decade ago (The Coral, The Zutons et al). This is a spirited run through of Paul Simonon's best loved song.

Christmas Countdown

I know it's a cliched and grumpy old man complaint but Christmas starts earlier every year and it gets on my wick- the shops have been full of Christmas tat for weeks, the adverts on telly are non-stop Christmas related, the shopping frenzy begins. Whatever joy can be gleaned from our winter festival has been sucked and spat out even before advent.

It's not all bad news though- the nice people at Occultation Recordings have sent me an advance copy of their Christmas single, shortly to be released on 7" vinyl. A 7" single is one of the best Christmas presents. The A-side is by Factory Star, whose debut album came out in the summer and was reviewed here. Factory Star are led by ex-Fall guitarist Martin Bramah and turn in a lovely little tune here, musically reminiscent of the point when post-punk became 80s indie. A little ramshackle, not really that Christmassy at all, it's a good 'un. Go get, and then order the vinyl.

Monday 14 November 2011

Children Behave

Some Sixties bubblegum for Monday, via yesterday's Tommy James and his Shondells. This is a peach of a record, surviving being mauled by both Tiffany and Girls Aloud. I think it's the descending bassline and those drums as much as anything, along with Tommy's 'kids on the run' lyric.

I Think We're Alone Now - removed by DMCA, reposted without mp3 file.

Sunday 13 November 2011

Crimson And Clover Too

As a response to Drew's posting of Joan Jett's cover of Crimson And Clover I thought I better post the original- Tommy James And the Shondells in 1969. Tired of being labelled a bubblegum artist Tommy moved into psychedelic rock and took this song to number 1, shifting five and a half million copies in the process. Beat that, X Factor hopefuls.


One Lone Sworsdman Keith Tenniswood released a very good electro album in the early 00s in his Radioactiveman guise; nice synth sounds, clattering beats, masses of bass.

Saturday 12 November 2011

Remix Controller

I'd wager that even those for whom the jazz, beads and goatees of Galliano were too much, there's something to love in Weatherall's remixes of Skunk Funk- uber funky, bass heavy, nine minutes plus long, heavy aroma of special cigs- 'and when the music plays...'

Vibe Controller

Galliano, London's Acid Jazz beat poets, were I think it's fair to say an acquired taste. Over the course of an album there'd be at least one song that made you want to snap the record in two but I think they had their moments. I had the first two albums, In Pursuit Of The 13th Note and A Joyful Noise Unto The Creator (I know...), although I haven't listened to either for donkeys. And let's not forget they had Michael Snaith, officially The Vibe Controller, who patrolled the stage with a carved stick. And Mick Talbot on keyboards. Nice cardigans too. They're sounding better all the time in aren't they? I saw them at the Hacienda in the early 90s and they were very good fun live, finishing with a cover of Kris Kriss's Jump. Better than it sounds, honest.

Friday 11 November 2011

The Return Of Friday Night Is Rockabilly Night 33

Reverend Horton Heat has been on the road with his psychobilly trio since the mid 80s. The Rev describes his sound as 'country fed punkabilly', which is good enough for me.

Eleven Eleven Eleven Eleven

Thursday 10 November 2011

Record Industry Blues

I got in this evening. I went looking for Andrew Weatherall's remix of Wild Eyed by The Horrors. I was prepared to pay for it. After a little searching I ended up thinking 'Is it any wonder the record industry is on it's arse?'

The only place you can buy the track is as part of the iTunes version of the album Skying. It's there, but you can't buy it as a separate track, only as part of the US version of the album, at a cost £7.99. Thing is, I've already bought Skying in a physical format and it cost more than £7.99, which is what the record industry wants isn't it? I didn't download it illegally. I paid money for it, in a record shop. Old fashioned I know but there you go. If I want the Weatherall remix I've got to buy the whole album again. And this isn't one of the majors, this is XL who like to dine out on being a credible, cutting edge little guy. At the moment I still don't have it, as I haven't found an illegal download either. So what do they want- sales which rip off the niche band fan or illegal downloads? I suppose I could just stop being a Weatherall completist but it's a habit that's a little ingrained by now. In the spirit of the whole thing, no music with this post. But if and when I find the song, I'll let you have it too.


Inspired dub from Lee Perry, from the Voodooism compilation which you really should have got by now. This is the dub version of African Style. Pretty self explanatory really.

Wednesday 9 November 2011

Weatherall Remix Creation

I can't let this Creation series go by without including Andrew Weatherall's remix of My Bloody Valentine's Soon, which was and is a stunning example of the art of the remix. Weatherall said recently that indie-dance remixes just involved sticking a breakbeat under a guitar track but I think there's a bit more to it with this one, with that Westbam sample, the clanging riff, ghostly noises, the 'here we go' vocal refrain and the crunching beat. Su-chuffing-perb.

This track was the starting point in a way for me- it was looking for an mp3 of it that led me firstly to Stx's Audio Out blog. The link had expired but he kindly supplied me with it, and many more tracks besides. That led to exploring a load of other blogs, which led eventually to Bagging Area. So, Soon Weatherall Remix, you've got a lot to answer for.

I was in indie nightspot South on King Street at some point in the late 1990s. The Stone Roses bassist Mani was djing and he played this. Coming through the speakers it sounded huge, distorting South's iffy soundsystem, reminding me of the greatness of the track and with a Stone Rose playing a Weatherall remix joined a few dots neatly for me. Yep. I should probably get a life (popular early 90s saying).

Tuesday 8 November 2011

Prophets Creation

Pete Astor's second Creation band following The Loft, The Weather Prophets wrote one stone cold indie classic, Almost Prayed, which has been here before. This is a little gem from the B-side.

Monday 7 November 2011

Loft Creation

A couple more Creation posts to come, kicking off this chilly Monday with Pete Astor's 80s indie band The Loft, described in the Creation documentary Upside Down as 'the first proper band Creation signed'. The Loft didn't last long, splitting up onstage with Pete Astor and drummer Dave Morgan moving on sharpish to The Weather Prophets. The Loft's best song, Up The Hill And Down The Slope, has been featured at Bagging Area before. This is a live version from a Loft compilation cd released by Rev-ola in 2005. I'd like to tell you when and where the performance dates from but at some point the booklet has been victim of a spillage accident. The pages are stuck together and ripping as I open them, destroying the info. Grrrrr!!! Bleeding kids!!! Anyway, seeing as The Loft only really existed between 1982 and 1985 we'll just have to say that this is The Loft live, for over six and a half minutes, sometime in the early-to-mid 1980s.

Up The Hill And Down The Slope (Live sometime in the 80s)

Sunday 6 November 2011

Sunday Noise

New York's A Place To Bury Strangers know about noise, and play feedback drenched, ominous, guitar music. Sound familiar?

Saturday 5 November 2011

Him Of The Big Wheel

Andrew Weatherall djing recently in a pod on the London Eye, promoted by the makers of some sticky fluid. Can't imagine there was much room for dancing. No track listing and I haven't listened to it all but the opening ten minutes sound great, dreamy, krauty synth stuff.

Edit- also includes Weatherall's own cover of AR Kane's A Love From Outer Space and what I think is his remix of The Horrors.

Head On

Pixies cover version of one of The Jesus And Mary Chain's best moments. Pixies were such an odd band- four people that looked like they should be in four different bands combining untutored talent, technical limitations and an off kilter world view. Quiet, loud, scream, quiet, loud, scream doesn't really do it justice. This breakneck cover rocks, as they say.

Get Up

It's Saturday morning and as Lord Tanamo said 'I'm in the mood for ska'- the very great Mr Desmond Dekker as it happens. A little infectious this one...

Friday 4 November 2011

The Return Of Friday Night Is Rockabilly Night 32

'Train I ride sixteen coaches long
Well that long black train carries my baby home'

From Sun Records all the way back in 1953 this is Little Junior Parker and the original version of Mystery Train, co-written by Parker and Sam Phillips. Elvis' version came out two years later and helped invent modern music. I'm not sure Little Junior Parker's song is rockabilly, just early rock and roll, but it's Friday night, it's sheeting down outside and who's splitting hairs?

House Creation

House Of Love Creation that is. What was funny in the Creation documentary the other night was a couple of Creation talking heads saying that they were all 'working class boys' and then Guy Chadwick turned up 'talking like Kenneth Branagh'. British music like British society is class obsessed. And class riven. No matter- very briefly the House Of Love had 'it'. They lost it pretty quickly, but for a while it was theirs. This is another Creation Peel Session song, from August 1988, featuring the slow burn drama of a great track from their debut album.

Thursday 3 November 2011

Jesus Creation

'The sun comes up another day begins
And I don't even worry 'bout the state I'm in'

The Jesus and Mary Chain have appeared here several time before. I make no apologies for that. They're one of the best bands ever. From the Creation roster you can make claims for Primal Scream (and I'd agree with you about several/many of their records), claims for My Bloody Valentine (and I'd concede some points there too), claims for other minor players (The Loft, The Weather Prophets, The Pastels, The Telescopes, The House Of Love say) and claims for Oasis (if you're an idiot), but Jim and William Reid's feedback drenched pop makes them the original and archetypal Creation band, even if not actually many of their records came out on Creation. And they may only have written one song but it's a great, great song.

This is from an October 1984 Peel Session as played by the original JAMC line up of the Reids, bassist Douglas Hart and 'drummer' Bobby Gillespie. The Peel Session also featured In A Hole, You Trip Me Up and Taste The Floor. Never Understand would become their second single.

Wednesday 2 November 2011

Z 40

A slight interruption in the Creation Records run. I'm the oldest of five brothers (there's two sisters as well. That makes eight. Count 'em. Nightmare sometimes I can tell you. Though not the ones who read this blog obviously). The next one down from me, Z, is forty today. He was into hip hop, graffiti and breakdancing from the start. He's still into it now (well, maybe not the breakdancing. And the judge put him straight about the graffiti), the oldest B-Boy in town. Why? Because it's like that, and that's the way it is.

Happy birthday Z.

Starsign Creation

Early 90s Creation stalwarts Teenage Fanclub perfected that yearning, aching, whistful type of song, West Coast USA via Bellshill. In 1995 they released a cracking 7" single, Teenage Fanclub Have Lost It which proved they definitely hadn't. Four songs, one from each of their albums, done acoustically. Not acoustic guitars, stools and tastefulness though- acoustic instruments including shakers, flageolet, treble recorder, wheezy organs and lots of nice analogue hum. All four songs are ace, this one is Star Sign (originally from Bandwagonesque).

'Hey, there's a horseshoe on my door
Big deal
And hey, there's a black cat on the floor

Tuesday 1 November 2011

Palatial Creation

Watching the documentary on Creation Records on BBC4 on Friday night reminded me of just how many great bands and how many great records Alan McGee's label released, certainly in the period before signing Oasis (after which it all went wrong). It was a little flawed as a documentary, and full of 'we were so crazy, we took so many drugs' but overall the music and the misfits in the bands shone through. So I thought we'd have a few Creation inspired posts starting with Love Corporation, Ed Ball's dance project, included on the still magnificent 1991 compilation Keeping The Fath. Alan McGee invented acid house, didn't you know?