This goose lives at Portland basin in Ashton- under- Lyne, East Manchester. When we were there a couple of weeks ago they warned us that the geese were nesting and could be aggressive if disturbed. They didn't mention this one though, who has necked two cans of Stella and now wants a fight.
Pop Will Eat Itself are touring this autumn. I'm quite tempted. Back in autumn 1988 I saw them at Liverpool University. In my head they were one of the first gigs I attended in Liverpool, close to the start of the academic year, maybe just after Fresher's Week- but false memory syndrome has had me here because according to PWEI's own On Patrol gig history at their website they didn't play the Mountford Hall until 2nd December 1988. There is a live recording of the gig on Mixcloud, probably one I bought at some point on cassette from the bootleg tape sellers in the student's union.
The gig was great, PWEI hitting the stage and giving us an hour of their mash up of rock, rap, dance music and samples. The room was a real gathering of the late 80s tribes, grebos, indie kids, and goths all standing around waiting. I was wearing Levi's, Converse, a black t- shirt and dark green waistcoat (with Watchmen smiley face badge) combo with, for some reason, a bandanna tied round my head. This sticks in the memory for reasons I cannot fully ascertain- as does my conversation with Tracey, a hippy girl who was on my course. We had a chat, all going well, but at some point I referred to Poppie Clint as Clive and Tracey was withering in her look and response. 'Clint, Adam, he's called Clint'. They came on stage to rescue me from my embarrassment (Tracey later came with us to see The House Of Love in Widnes though that could have been because Al had a car).
Stourbridge's finest were huge fun, a riot of sounds, samples, buzzsaw guitars and shouting. B.A.D. may have got their before them but they were fairly ground-breaking in their approach and records. The mix below reflects that I hope, forty minutes of late 80s and early 90s collisions of styles, pop culture references all over the place, focussing mainly on singles and finishing with a song released for Italia 90, an unlikely music- football- politics crossover.
Forty Minutes Of Pop Will Eat Itself
- The Incredible PWEI v Dirty Harry
- Can U Dig It (7" Mix)
- Dance Of The Mad
- Eat Me, Drink Me, Love Me, Kill Me
- Karmadrome
- Wise Up Sucker
- Def. Con. One.
- Orgone Accumulator
- Inject Me
- Touched By The Hand Of Cicciolina
7 comments:
That'll do very nicely, Adam, thank you very much!
No room for Candydiosis? Seriously though Black Country Chainsaw Massacre is underrated
I've seen them twice, 87 Lancaster Sugarhouse & 91 Preston Poly. 87 was one of the 3 times I ever stage dived. Cure For Sanity is a great album that I still enjoy. I'll enjoy listening to the mix later on,Swiss. When I take Harris out for what looks like a wet walk.
There's many more songs that coulda/ shoulda gone in Swanditch- Candyosis is one of them.
I'd partly forgotten how much fucking fun PWEI were until putting this together.
I saw the Poppies on the Looks Or The Lifestyle tour (1992). I remember buying one of my all-time favourite t-shirts there. I think a long gone, not hugely-trusted "friend" of mine at the time stole it. There's a story about the night of that gig I never told over at my place when I was dong my retrospective gigs series, but it isn't about the actual show itself, which I remember feeling a bit underwhelmed with. I won't bore you with it now.
I still have Cure For Sanity and The Looks Or The Lifestyle on original vinyl, though sadly my copy of Box Frenzy seems to have been mistakenly included in my major vinyl clearout in 2001...
Oooh, what a lovely way to kick start Sunday morning. PWEI were/are always so much shouty nonsense fun.
...and their T Shirts designs were awesome.
Has anyone attempted a mix of Clint's soundtrack work?
That would be interesting.
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