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Monday, 22 September 2014

Last Rose Of Summer


Yesterday was lovely, largely. The sun shone all day, in the morning I had a great cycle ride round High Legh and through Tatton Park. Later on we wandered round Knutsford town centre, poking around a few pricey antique shops, went for a cup of tea and some cake, sat in the sun for a bit. Some idiots* in Leicester town centre spoilt it a little but you can't have everything. The late September sun was making me wonder whether this would be the last really nice day of the year, as a sunny day at this time of year always does.

Then this song was linked to somewhere by someone- Last Rose Of Summer by North Lanarkshire's Delgados. A beautiful, fragile and quietly-noisy song. The Delgados made a bunch of fine records and were named after Pedro Delgado, Tour De France winner in 1988 and the 1985 and 89 Vueltas. No bandwidth so no download. This was from a Peel Session.




* Those idiots would be, in no particular order 1) Referee Mark Clattenburg 2) United's panicky, under equipped defence 3) Leicester's thug-in-chief Vardy 4) Dutch 'genius' Louis van Gaal who has splurged £160 million quid without noticing we have a somewhat leaky back four.

Sunday, 21 September 2014

Crystal Clear


I logged into my Boxnet account yesterday to upload Crystal Clear by The Grid, one of those ace 90s dance tracks with a dub-techno beat and acid squiggle, and found that I have used 1654% of my bandwidth for this month. Which is well over ten times what I usually use. Which was a bit confusing. I skimmed through my files to find that Ohm's Tribal Tone (Sabres Of Paradise Remix) had been previewed over 7000 times. Which is about 6970 more times than even my most popular downloads get downloaded. So I don't know what's happened there. But my bandwidth for the rest of September has now gone tits up. Very strange.

Crystal Clear

Saturday, 20 September 2014

Saturday Night Mix


A proper intense, hour long mix from Richard Fearless who is channeling his electronic/techno mojo. Seamless flow with peaks and troughs, synth strings and drum machines. This might not be everyone's cup of Earl Grey on a Saturday night but it's working for me right now. No tracklist for added record shop, white label mystery vibe.

Freaks


As well as his expansive, trippy Time And Space Machine guise Richard Norris puts out some deeper, darker, dancefloor oriented music, what he calls post-midnight 'basement filth'. A single has come out this month for New York's Throne Of Blood label. There are several remixes including one by Sean Johnston's Hardway Bros but I think this is the pick of the bunch- Ivan Smagghe turning the bassline up and adding some 60s organ and gothic horror. Tense.

Friday, 19 September 2014

The Return Of...Oooh Look It's A New Andrew Weatherall Remix


In tonight's rockabilly slot I can offer you Andrew Weatherall dressed rockabilly. And a new remix that he's done for Atari Teenage Riot. Nope, I didn't know they were still going either.

The remix isn't remotely rockabilly- it's a long, slow groove with the arpeggiator turned up to max and as cool as the other side of the pillow.

Hope all you disappointed Yessers up in Scotland are managing to pick yourselves up today.

Yellow Creatures




I get quite a lot of unsolicited emails offering me bands and artists to listen to and post, and- I'm sure this is a familiar feeling among bloggers- I don't have the time to listen to all/much of it, some of the emails and descriptions just don't grab me, and occasionally feel a little guilty about it.

I got an email from Paul, in a post-punk band from Newcastle called Yellow Creatures, and followed the link. This is good stuff- radio static followed by a repetitive and interesting guitar riff, a deep singing voice and some building tension and release. Definitely post-punk inspired but there's enough originality to keep it from being a photocopy of 1981-  and it's quite a while since I heard something new from a guitar band that got me anywhere near excited. This song is from an ep out this month called The Year Of Everything and Nothing.

Thursday, 18 September 2014

Independence Day?


I wouldn't dream of 'telling' anyone in Scotland how they should vote in today's referendum, and it's a well known fact that up to 80% of music blogdom is made up of midddle aged Scottish folk, some of whom I count as my friends, but I think I'd like to at least ponder on the subject for a few minutes.

From a British point of view my feelings have always been that we should stay together, that union makes us stronger.

But... I think if I was Scottish I'd be voting Yes. There's a clear dissatisfaction with the relationship and the impression that Scotland has long been ruled by English governments- not alongside or with but by a London-centric (Tory) English elite. Counting Tory MPs in Scotland in recent years would take less than two fingers. The arguments about rising prices in supermarkets following independence and whether Scotland would still get the BBC and other similar ones seem to be the workings of Cameron and his friends suddenly panicked that the polls have been getting too close for comfort (and that took them by surprise didn't it?). The Better Together campaign has been arrogant throughout, patronising and, from watching down here, hasn't really engaged people. And while Alex Salmond doesn't do much for me, Alistair Darling does less.

For Cameron to become 'the Prime Minister who lost the Union' would also be fun to watch- he's managed to avoid any of the controversies and policy disasters of his government sticking to him personally and he'd have to wriggle really hard to get out of this one. Although the prospect of the Tories getting an easier ride in what's left of the UK general elections due to the absence of Scottish MPs is a concern for any of the left in the three countries left behind.

It also seems increasingly clear that anything other than an overwhelming No victory, which seems unlikely, will lead to a significant shifting in the relationship, even if the Better Together campaign wins. If 45-49% of Scots vote to leave, then something has to change regardless. The opportunity to stick one in the eye of the political elite, one that will really hurt not just a piffling mid-term by-election result, is something that I can imagine motivating a lot of people, whether they're nationalist or not. As a writer pointed out somewhere recently, Scottish nationalism doesn't necessarily mean what nationalism can in England- it's about self-determination. That a desire for a fairer, more equal society has been a major part of the debate is also encouraging. In England many people seem to have lost sight of that and blithely go along with the widening gap between rich and poor.

It's also been really good to see so many people getting interested in a political issue, expressing opinions and discussing and arguing (even if as JC argued over at The Vinyl Villain this week some of the debate has been childish, sloganeering and intolerant). Compare the whole thing to electoral turnout a recent general elections. Since the 1980s people have turned away from politics and politicians in apathy and disgust (and it's the politicians fault this has happened, they're responsible for that not the public). In Scotland well over 90% of people have registered to vote and 16 and 17 year olds have shown they can grapple with political issues too- well, what a surprise! Maybe the bottom line is that this is what happens when a large number of people, who feel ignored for years, suddenly feel empowered.

Comsat Angels, Sheffield's finest, from 1980. I am friends of a friend with the guitarist of Comsat Angels. DJing at a party I played this song when he walked into the room. The guitarist turned around and walked straight out again. Ooops.

Independence Day


Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Dickie Davies Eyes


I read welcome news at the weekend- Half Man Half Biscuit have a new album out in October. Rejoice.

In 1986 they released the single Dickie Davies Eyes, an absolute HMHB masterclass. Led by organ and building slowly  from the opening line you know you're in for a good ride- 'mention the Lord of the Rings just once more and I'll more than likely kill you'. Nigel Blackwell goes on to marry together Roger Dean posters, snot disposal, Brian Moore's head and London Planetarium, a wok, Cadbury's Flake and oral sex, Michael Moorcock ('Moorcock, Moorcock, Michael Moorcock you fervently moan') and 'a Romany bint in a field with her paints suggesting we faint at her beauty'.

But she's got Dickie Davies Eyes.

Dickie Davies Eyes

Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Prejoy


This off cut from The Asphodells sneaked out a while ago on a compilation album- gas powered drum machine and some of those lovely mournful, keening sounds Weatherall uses a lot at the moment. I've no idea what the title means.

Prejoy (Barbaric Splendour Version)

Monday, 15 September 2014

Couldn't Do


Down in the basement, James Dean spends his Monday morning pondering his next vinyl selection.

The new Time And Space Machine remix compilation, The Way Out Sound From In, is rapidly taking over my stereo. Eight high quality Richard Norris remixes including Warpaint, Jagwar Ma and Temples that hang together really well as an album and take in a variety of sounds, from acid rock to Balearica to spaced out danciness. This is slow burning remix of New York's Cheval Sombre. Listen, enjoy and then go out and get the album.

Couldn't Do (The Time And Space Machine Remix)

Sunday, 14 September 2014

Ocean



I've been enjoying Frank Ocean's album again recently- it gives something else up on each listen.

A lot of my posts have been really short lately.

Saturday, 13 September 2014

Breakdown


This new song from Peaking Lights came out in August ahead of a new album Cosmic Logic next month. On first listen I wasn't too sure- some of the swirling, dubby, kaleidoscopic parts of their sound have disappeared. This is more straightforwardly electronic, more 80s. It's growing on me now though.

Peaking Lights are one of those bands where I think the remixes are often better than the originals. The dub version of the last lp and the John Talabot remix of Beautiful Son are my favourites of theirs by a long way.




Friday, 12 September 2014

The Return Of Friday Night Is Rockabilly Night 155


Some contemporary rockabilly tonight from J.D. Smith, active on the London scene playing blues, rockabilly and skiffle. Pretty good this- and not a cover of the more famous Jump either.

Jump

After six weeks I'd forgotten how manic and busy a week at work is. So thank the Lord it's Friday.

Throb


There was sad news yesterday with an announcement via Mani on Twitter that Robert 'Throb' Young had died. Throb was guitarist with Primal Scream from the second album through to 2006. The guitar on I'm Losing More Than I'll Ever Have and Movin' On Up, the slide guitar on the bluesier Screamadelica songs and Loaded, the vocals on Slip Inside This House, the killer riff on Jailbird, Medication, Vanishing Point... the list goes on. Lifelong friend of Bobby Gillespie he joined Primal Scream on bass but soon switched to guitar and nudged them towards rock 'n' roll and away from 80s indie. Throb left in 2006 due to 'personal difficulties' and his appearances in the Screamadelica anniversary film two years ago suggested some of those problems persisted.

RIP Throb

This is the epic ten minute title track from Screamadelica that didn't actually appear on Screamadelica but on the Dixie-Narco e.p. 'Spaced out, star child, screamadelica...'

Screamadelica




Thursday, 11 September 2014

What Is The Dream? To Live Like They Do In The Movies?


This is Kosmo Vinyl. According to Wikipedia his occupation is 'talent manager'. He joined The Clash's team in 1979/80, when Bernie Rhodes stepped back in to manage the band. Kosmo was spokesman, road manager, fixer, mouthpiece and all round aide-de-camp to the Strummer, Jones, Simonon and Headon as they went about breaking into the USA. He introduced them on stage and is heard on the Live At Shea Stadium album, supporting the Who in 1982. Before working with The Clash he was involved with Ian Dury and The Jam.


Kosmo contributed a vocal performance to the song Red Angel Dragnet, on Combat Rock. Paul Simonon takes the lead vocal on Red Angel Dragnet, speaking/shouting about a trip through New York City at night. Kosmo adds some lines from Taxi Driver, that famous psychotic stuff from Travis Bickle about how 'some day a real rain will come and wash all the scum off the streets'. Paul's descent into late night madness, over a jerky, funky backing, then goes free association (presumably with input or written wholesale by Strummer), loads of memorable lines about champagne on ice, Alcatraz, woman afraid to walk through the park at night, the Guardian Angels, the dream of living like they do in the movies, hands up for Hollywood, saving the girl, who shot the shot that shot the cop that made him drop? Silly stuff but highly enjoyable. This version is from the Rat Patrol From Fort Bragg bootleg, a rougher mix with organ to the fore, slightly different vocals and ending, and without Glyn Johns' later FM sheen.

Red Angel Dragnet (early version)

Kosmo (real name Mark Dunk) married an American and has lived in the States ever since. His current occupation is managing a large New York apartment block. A West Ham United fan in exile, 3474 miles from Upton Park, he spent the 2011/12 football season producing a pop-art influenced collage of the result of every game the Hammers played that season and then posting them on his blog Is Saitch Yer Daddy? He's been at it ever since. They were exhibited in London last year- something I only found out about a couple of weeks ago while looking for something else on the net. Here are a couple, the first one with my team beating his 1-0 at Old Trafford. No guarantees that will happen this season.



Wednesday, 10 September 2014

We've Got To Get The Reins In Our Hands Ourselves



This fine slice of pop and politics came up in an internet discussion the other day- The Redskins searing indictment of Tory policies, workers/boss relations and the dole, over a Motown beat, horns and clipped Telecaster. In this clip, live on The Tube, a striking miner is invited to speak over the intro and Channel 4 producers cut the mic. Meanwhile the audience dance in their DMs and bomber jackets. Different times, yet somehow still the same. The 12" version has an extra five inches of agit-prop funkiness. Keep on keeping on!

Keep On Keeping On (12" Version)

Tuesday, 9 September 2014

Sugar Puss


This has appeared from Timothy J Fairplay in a Junior Fairplay guise and it's out soon on one-sided purple vinyl. Purple! One sided! No giant fold out poster though.

This is dance music like they used to make in the 90s- a breakbeat, a shout and some Korg. Highly effective and makes you tingle a little at the memory of nights lost in dark clubs full of dry ice and people who swore you were their best friend. And maybe briefly you were.

Monday, 8 September 2014

Early Morning Rain



I'm going to ease myself into Monday with this sprightly Richard Hawley cover of Early Morning Rain. The song was written by Gordon Lightfoot, a hit in 1966, and has been covered by many, from Bob Dylan to Elvis to Neil Young to Paul Weller. In the song, the narrator stands at a wire fence watching a Boeing 707 take off, taking someone far away. This mood seems about right for a Monday morning in September.

Early Morning Rain

Thinking about it now, with some time distance between us, I vastly prefer this Richard Hawley to the grungy riff monster of his last album.

Now I want to hear the fragile post-acid trip comedown Hawley of Can You Hear The Rain, Love? from the Late Night Final album which may well be the best, most beautiful thing he's ever done.



The richness of his voice, the lyric and the musical box melody set off against that hum and throb noise underneath is stunning.

Sunday, 7 September 2014

Minipops


The news of an imminent Aphex Twin album, Syro, has set parts of the internet ablaze with excitement, rumour and cynicism in almost equal quantities. The first official release is the track below- Minipops 67 [120.0] [source field mix].



Several listens in I'm enjoying it- nice squelchy bassline, some lovely melodies matched with some unsettling voices. This being the work of Richard D James there's no way of knowing how recent a recording this is- he could have easily pulled something off the shelf he did fifteen years ago or just last week, or whether this took days to complete or he pissed it out in half an hour. But for the moment, it bodes well.

Saturday, 6 September 2014

Life's What You Make It

Baby, life's what you make it
Can't escape it.



Friday, 5 September 2014

The Return Of Friday Night Is Rockabilly Night 154


I saw this on a music TV channel the other day- Little Richard doing rockabilly standard Hound Dog in 1964 for Granada TV's Don't Stop The Rock. Granada TV had some real pedigree when it comes to music television although unless I'm missing it they don't do so much at the moment. Little Richard's performance is amped up, the band are rocking and the audience are having the time of their lives.




Satta Massagana


Satta Massagana is an old Ethiopian Amharic phrase, which translates straightforwardly as 'give thanks' or 'He gives thanks' but there seems to be some dispute on various internet pages abut the usage of it with some commenters saying it has negative connotations. When The Abyssinians wrote and recorded this roots reggae classic I would guess they're using it positively- the song, from 1976, is a beaut with off kilter horns, killer vocal harmonies and a riddim that has been worn to death by others. Magnificent. And also, if you're interested, Joe Strummer's favourite reggae song (and he borrowed the phrase Satta Massagana for the end section of Jimmy Jazz, off side one of London Calling).

Satta Massagana

This afternoon we are going to the funeral of our friend JG who died from cancer recently. To give thanks.

Thursday, 4 September 2014

Mustafa



This is a Timothy J. Fairplay remix of a duo called Khidja, a Romanian pair who make Eastern/Turkish house music. It's got a really good groove with some trippy sounds on top. I will try not to make the old mustafa dance joke.

Damn!

Back to work today after the long summer holiday.

Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Big Day Coming


Big day today- child number two, our daughter ET, starts at secondary school, getting the bus on the main road, full uniform and bags, and all the kit and caboodle that comes with it. As a secondary school teacher I've seen thousands of children do this but it all seems a bit different when it's one of your own. On the bright side, she's confident, she's looking forward to it and she seems ready. Onwards and upwards.

Yo La Tengo have some great songs in their back catalogue, including this one, a slow, fuzzy song that packs a punch.

Big Day Coming

Tuesday, 2 September 2014

Ein Fur Die Damen


At the turn of the century Death In Vegas made a couple of albums that were full of guest vocalists- Dot Allison, Paul Weller, Iggy Pop, Jim Reid, Liam Gallagher, and Bobby Gillespie for starters. Dance beats and production with a scuzzy rock glazing. In 2004 they went back to a duo and made a largely instrumental album called Satan's Circus which got slated almost everywhere. Which was a shame because it contained some good tunes, doffing their caps to Neu! and Kraftwerk (with one song called Sons Of Rother, the Neu! man mentioned by name) . After this one Richard Fearless disappeared off to New York, with a moustache and Black Acid before returning with 2011's excellent Trans Love Energies. This was the opener on Satan's Circus; live sounding drums, cosmiche keyboards and an all round West German groove.

Ein Fur Die Damen

Monday, 1 September 2014

September


Woah- my thighs don't work very well this morning. My arse has more or less survived the ride though, you'll be pleased to know. One hundred miles in six hours and eleven minutes. I'm well chuffed. Thanks again to those who sponsored me. Our team total in raising money for The Christie currently stands at just shy of two thousand pounds.

September always seems to me as the month of change, more than any other except January (and January is pretty grim really). The end of summer, the start of Autumn, the nights noticeably drawing in, back to school... The weather forecast for this week is really good, naturally, after a wet and chilly August. September Gurls by Big Star is inexplicably great, those crashing chords, heart wrenching lyrics and general sense of love lost, the one that got away. I love it, and I'm not an especially big fan of Big Star.

September Gurls

Sunday, 31 August 2014

Allez! Allez!


By the time this post is published I shall be somewhere in the lanes of Cheshire, pushing the pedals round, in our attempt to ride 100 miles. Admittedly that's 400 miles less than The Proclaimers said they would walk but it is 53 miles more than Bo Diddley walked in Who Do You Love? And Bo was proper badass. Mind you, he was walking barbed wire not leafy green lanes. And I couldn't do it wearing a cobra snake as a necktie though. I can't stand snakes.



The ride is raising money for The Christie and fighting cancer. If you haven't sponsored us there's still time. The Just Giving page is here. Many thanks to those who already have.

Saturday, 30 August 2014

The Chart Show

The Chart Show was more or less the only place to watch videos in the late 80s and early 90s, MTV being the preserve of the well off. Every week it had a specialist chart, indie, dance or metal and was required viewing, often with a hangover and a day with no responsibilities in front of you. So, make yourself a cup of tea, sit back and slip back in time...

...to October 1989's dance chart with Electribe 101 and De La Soul...



... and to the indie chart in April 1991, with New Fast Automatic Daffodils and The Shamen, showing dance's influence on indie...



...and from a few years later, February 1994, this top ten run down has the mighty Inspiral Carpets and Mark E Smith collaboration and Suede...



No metal charts here I'm afraid but there's plenty more where these clips came from if you look at the Youtube sidebar.


Friday, 29 August 2014

Friday Night Is Feeling Grateful And A Little Emotional


I'm interrupting the Friday night rockabilly this week- I'm very grateful to those people who have donated to the Manchester 100 Mile cycle ride fund. I'm a little taken aback really. I've never met any of you in real life, Drew excepted, and that some of you have been so generous is really touching. And it makes me think that, in a way, real life and internet life are actually the same thing, and that although most of us on here have never met, we're friends in just the same way that we are with the people we actually see on a daily or weekly basis.

Excuse me for getting a bit soppy there folks.

*Pulls himself together*

This is an utterly infectious piece of Jamaican ska that I think Davy H posted shortly before he shut up shop. Listen to this and see if you can keep your feet still. Have a good Friday night.

Ba Ba Boom

Switzerland


Weatherall techno week continues- stop groaning at the back, yes, I can hear you. I think this will be the last one, and these tracks weren't even on the tape I found but they would have fitted very well.

Switzerland were, I'm pretty sure but feel free to correct me fellow anoraks, Martin Price's post-808 State outfit. Sabres Of Paradise did three mixes of their track Inflight but they were never released, white label only. I don't know why.

I went to Switzerland once, about 12 years ago- a conference for medics and scientists dealing with the set of genetic diseases called lysosymal storage diseases or mucopolysccharidosis. Our son, now 15, has MPS1 and we were invited to give a parental perspective. Lake Geneva is beautiful. We took a cable car part way up  a mountain. On the Saturday evening I sat with an Italian geneticist and we smoked the biggest cigars I have ever seen. He got through the whole thing. I didn't.

Inflight Mix #1 has Bunnymen Cutter-esque style strings and a breakbeat. Mix #2 has rave keyboards, a chopped up vocal and a breakbeat. Mix #3 has a big electronic bassline and sax. All three are very good and I can't choose between them, so have all three.

Inflight (Sabres Mix One)

Inflight (Sabres Mix Two)

Inflight (Sabres Mix Three)

Edit: when I wrote this post I still had some bandwidth at Boxnet. Now I don't- you can listen to them but if you want to d/l you'll have to wait until Monday.

Thursday, 28 August 2014

Bonita Manana


It's Thursday- here's another techno track from the Weatherall cassette and this is a beauty. I think you might like this one even if you don't fancy techno that much. Espiritu were a latin-housey bunch on Heavenly Records. This Sabres Of Paradise remix keeps much of the vocal and takes some time to wind itself up and then lets loose, chugging away for a good fifteen minutes. Easy does it.

Bonita Manana (Sabres Of Paradise Remix)

Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Cycling. Cancer. Charity.


Over the last twelve month we've lost two friends to cancer. SH died in August 2013, in her early 40s, leaving behind a husband and three children. JG died last Saturday morning, leaving a husband and two children. She was in her early 50s. Both were treated at The Christie, a cancer hospital in Withington, South Manchester.

On Sunday myself and a team of middle aged men are taking part in the Manchester 100, a cycle ride from South Manchester through Cheshire and back, a route of 100 miles. Cycling 100 miles will probably be more painful than pouring a bucket of ice water over our heads. If you can spare any change to sponsor us, that would be grand- no amount is too small, it all counts.
The donation page is here.

I don't want to type a whole load of 'standing up to cancer' and 'together we can beat it' style stuff- but I have seen the effect cancer has on a person, the physical effect and the emotional, and the effect it has on those who try to cope with a loved one who has cancer, and on those left behind.

Tribal Tone


Take two from the Weatherall/Techno Stuff cassette I found in the car the other day is this relatively obscure set of Sabres Of Paradise remixes released in 1993 and sounding very much of the time. Tribal Tone was by Ohm and big in certain house/dance clubs at the time. I don't know (or have forgotten) who Ohm were and the web isn't giving much away. The only information I can find on Discogs is that Tribal Tone was written by A. Watson. Sabres produced three remixes that all ratchet up the techno- Mix 3 is the pick featuring some steel drums and man-hitting-a-bin-with-a-stick bass drum. I listened to all three mixes the other day and enjoyed all three which isn't always the case with early 90s techno, some of which can sound very harsh to my 2014 ears.

Tribal Tone (Sabres Mix #3)

Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Donna


Listening to Richard Fearless' new single Gamma Ray put me in mind of a track he put at the end of the Death In Vegas All Back To Mine compilation- Donna by MMM, high quality lysergic techno. And then, lo and behold, I clicked on a link to a Richard Fearless Q&A interview somewhere on the internet and there he was, still praising it and calling it the 'record he wished he'd made'. Inspired by Donna Summer's Our Love and crafted by  Erik Wiegand and Michael Fiedler in Berlin. Vorsprung durch technik.

Donna

Monday, 25 August 2014

Bumble


I found a cassette recently in a carrier bag in the boot of my car (my car is the only place I could actually play a cassette). It was labelled Weatherall/Techno Stuff and dated from the mid-90s, taped from vinyl. It was 90 minutes of early 90s records most of which I now have on mp3 as well as vinyl. I stuck the cassette into the car stereo and after a few seconds of tape hiss and then the magical sound of needle hitting vinyl groove the first track that came up was West In Motion by Bumble, remixed by Andrew Weatherall. Over twelve minutes long and I'd forgotten how good it was, despite the poor recording transfer to cassette. Thumping drums, some nice house piano early on, later replaced by a Celtic tin whistle, and some trancey keyboards. Released in 1992 on Mother Records. I'll post some more of the tracks from the tape up over the next few days if anyone's interested.

West In Motion (Andrew Weatherall Mix)

Sunday, 24 August 2014

For JG



I had a totally different post set up for today but it doesn't seem appropriate. This one is for Jacqui.

Saturday, 23 August 2014

Places


I've been uncovering and re-discovering bits and bobs by Dreadzone recently, which includes keeping an eye on the Soundcloud page of Greg Dread. Coming out of the ashes of Big Audio Dynamite they spliced dub with dance and made many good tunes through the 90s and into the 21st century, for a variety of record labels. Last year's Escapades album reunited them with Mick Jones for the single Too Late. This song has been posted by Greg Dread- Places, a beautiful tune and vocal, with some dialogue sampled from Harry Dean Stanton in Paris Texas (above with Nastassja Kinski). The cost of the sample led to it being removed from the released version- which is a shame as it works really well. I'm currently playing this half a dozen times a day.

Friday, 22 August 2014

The Return Of Friday Night Is Rockabilly Night 153


It's not easy coming up with stuff for this series, Friday after Friday after Friday, but here we go again with some 1950s rockabilly for your Friday night. Tonight, Bobby Wayne and The Warriors and a tribute to a girl, this time Sally Ann. Nice riff on this one.

Sally Ann

Rebel Waltz


Yesterday would have been Joe Strummer's 62nd birthday- so, happy birthday Joe.

Rebel Waltz is one of many hidden gems on Sandinista, an album I can still listen to and find something new in it. It's an unusual song, on an album full of unusual songs, being a waltz (5/4 time y'know) over a dub bassline, Strummer's lyrics inspired by a dream. This cover version by Infantry Rockers is from a dub inspired tribute album to Joe and The Clash. Prince Fatty and Horseman were involved in a lot of the songs on it. I don't know if they had anything to do with this one, but it is very good and unusual- a reggae waltz.

Rebel Waltz

I slept and I dreamed of a time long ago
I saw an army of rebels, dancing on air
I dreamed as I slept, I could see the campfires,
A song of the battle, that was born in the flames,
and the rebels were waltzing on air


As the smoke of our hopes rose high from the field
My eyes played tricks through the moon and the trees
I slept as I dreamed I saw the army rise
A voice began to call, stand till you fall
The tune was an old rebel one

Thursday, 21 August 2014

Rock Section


Julian Cope's 'gnostic hooligan road novel' One Three One is utterly brilliant and somewhat crackers. As you might expect.

Told through the eyes of Rock Section, lead singer with post-punk band Low Countries and reinvigorated as the late 80s dj and dance act Dayglo Maradona, and set in three different times- June 2006, June 1990 and 10, 000 years ago- Rock returns to Sardinia sixteen years after he and three friends were kidnapped following an England game at Italia 90. The kidnapping has led eventually to the recent suicide of one of his fellow kidnappees. During the England game in 1990 posh rapper Full English Breakfast (of the band Kit Kat Rappers) fell to his death from a TV tower. After shitting himself, literally, on the airplane (and the opening sentences of the book) Rock is rescued by his Sardinian driver Anna. Their first stop is the prison holding Judge Barry Hertzog, a Dutch hooligan, dj and promoter of the club Slag van Blowdriver- the man suspected to be responsible for the death of Full English and the kidnapping.. Rock is aghast at what Hertzog tells him and spends his brief time on Sardinia seeking closure and justice for his dead friends, all the while receiving phone calls from the sole remaining kidnappee Mick Goodby, a Shaun Ryder-esque rave poet and former lead singer of Brits Abroad.

Constantly tuned in to Sardinia's brilliant FM radio station Rock and Anna discover several stone doorways on Sardinia. Through these doorways Rock travels back in time 10, 000 years to prehistoric Europe where he gets mashed up on the golden substance ephedra and finds himself a tribal King.

There's plenty more but you should read it for yourself. It is very funny, irreverent, compelling, frequently baffling (but you just have to keep reading and enjoy the ride) and also totally convincing (despite the time travel). Cope also takes time to aim his words at various targets- religion (Christianity and Islam), the British authorities following the Hillsborough disaster, Thatcher, and a little bafflingly Half Man Half Biscuit. Highly recommended reading.

In June I posted Cope's original mix of Dayglo Maradona's 1989 indie-dance song Rock Section. You can still get it for free through Bandcamp. At the time I mistakenly called this the Andrew Weatherall remix. It isn't. The Weatherall remix is only available on limited white vinyl.

Rock Section (Andrew Weatherall Remix)

The rest of the bands, artists and records in Cope's vividly imagined rave world of 1990 are also on Bandcamp through the One Three One Doorway. Hours of fun.

Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Songs Of Pressure



There's a burst of Weatherall related activity here currently- what's new? you might ask.
This is an Asphodells remix of a new Richard Sen song. I think Weatherall may be singing on it- quite dark and dubby.

I'm Falling And I Can't Stand Up


The Impossibles put out this single in 1991. The Drum had a lengthy, everything-and-the-kitchen-sink remix by Andrew Weatherall. This is the original unremixed version, far more traditional indie-pop, and a cover of a song by Slapp Happy (Anglo-German avant-pop from the mid 1970s).



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The Drum

Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Easy Money



A new single/song from Johnny Marr ahead of his second solo lp has appeared on the internet. It's an energetic, catchy as anything, guitar pop song. His first solo album in 2012 sounded great at first but paled a bit over time- not enough variety I think, outside the three or four stand out songs. And while this is a good single and I like the video a lot, I hope his talents get stretched a bit more on the album, that there might be a bit more depth and variation.

Monday, 18 August 2014

JAMC Connections


The Jesus And Mary Chain have popped up in several places recently. Firstly, when they announced tickets for a series of gigs in November where they will play Psychocandy in full and some other songs. I bought tickets for the Manchester gig.

Secondly, on our campsite in France the family in the tent two up from us were from Dublin. The father, Michael, was a keen road cyclist and it turned out a Mary Chain fan. I can't remember how the topic got raised between us but it did. He went to the gig they did in Dublin a couple of weeks ago and told me how good they were. We then passed between us a recently published JAMC biography.

Thirdly, I got home to find a post by Scott at Spools Paradise where he is attempting to list his top ten albums and he's started with Psychocandy. A comment thread ensued and Drew chipped in to say that he thought about tickets for the Glasgow show but has decided against it, because they can't possibly match the intensity of the 1984-5 era shows. Which is undoubtedly true. But still, I couldn't resist tickets and Scott couldn't either.

Psychocandy is a one of a kind album and made a statement, drowning the band's Spectoresque girl band melodies in sheets of metal feedback. It is a blast. But I love Darklands just as much- the quality of the songwriting, the stripped back nature of the lp coupled with a slightly poppy sheen and the gloom of the lyrics make it Psychocandy's equal to me, just without the 'here we are' statement and shock factor.

Two songs today, the first from Psychocandy and the second from Darklands.

The Hardest Walk

Deep One Perfect Morning

Sunday, 17 August 2014

Look At The Sun

This is just the sort of thing for a Sunday morning, a blissed out, sun drenched song from Seahawks with Tim Burgess on vocals. When I first saw The Charlatans at a tiny venue in 1989 doing Indian Rope I wouldn't have put much money on Tim Burgess still being around twenty-five years later but here he is, a survivor as has been said many times before, and doing stuff that is much better than many of his contemporaries are currently doing.



There is also a very nice Prins Thomas remix if you fancy a version with a bit more shimmy shimmy.



The Seahawks album is out in September, which might be a little too late to do much looking at the sun. Mind you, we spent two weeks in the Loire valley in August and we didn't see too much sun there. This was the view from our tent more than once. Our neighbours were flooded out and started digging a levee before they were moved.


When the sun did come out it was lovely- this is the Medieval bridge at Beaugency. The Loire valley is beautiful and we met lots of very nice people on the campsite. French roads are amazing for cycling on- great condition, little traffic and motorists that don't try to run you off the road. It's just good to be away from home sometimes, especially when the wine, cheese and bread are so cheap.


The Loire valley is beautiful and we met lots of very nice people on the campsite. French roads are amazing for cycling on- great condition, little traffic and motorists that don't try to run you off the road. It's just good to be away from home sometimes, especially when the wine, cheese and bread are so cheap. We found the time to do a bit of exploring. This is Grande Pierre, a menhir in a farmer's corn field in the middle of nowhere, north of Blois. Not everyone in our party got on the prehistoric tip. Our eldest refused to get out of the car to look at it and child number two was fairly unimpressed. 'It's just a stone in a field'.




And this is Special Sport, my favourite shop in the village of Mer. In France the shops open at about 9.30 and stay open as late as midday. Then everyone shuts up shop and takes a two and a half hour lunch break before ambling back to work at around three, going through until about half six. No-one looks particularly stressed out, no-one rushes anywhere, things get done eventually. I think they may be onto something. Although I'm not sure Special Sport has survived the recession.






Saturday, 16 August 2014

Floatation


It took thirteen hours of driving to get home yesterday. While sitting in a traffic jam on the M25, having gone counter-clockwise towards the M40 to avoid advertised  long delays at the Dartford Crossing, this superb example of early 90s Balaerica from The Grid and Mr Weatherall made staring at another car's bumper and back window more bearable. Blissful sounds.

Floatation (Sonic Swing Mix)

Monday, 4 August 2014

Vallee De La Loire


A popular online encyclopedia writes...

'The Loire Valley, spanning 280 kilometres (170 mi), is located in the middle stretch of the Loire River in central France. Its area comprises about 800 square kilometres (310 sq mi). It is referred to as the Cradle of the French and the Garden of France due to the abundance of vineyards, fruit orchards, and artichoke and asparagus fields, which line the banks of the river. Notable for its historic towns, architecture and wines, the valley has been inhabited since the Middle Palaeolithic period. In 2000, UNESCO added the central part of the Loire River valley to its list of World Heritage SitesThe valley includes historic towns such as AmboiseAngersBlois,ChinonOrléansSaumur, and ToursThe climate is favorable most of the year, the river often acting as a line of demarcation in France's weather between the northern climate and the southern. The river has a significant effect on the mesoclimate of the region, adding a few degrees of temperature. The climate can be cool with springtime frost while wine harvest months may have rain. Summers are hot.'

That's me and my family sorted for the next two weeks. Wine, historic towns, heat, pool, campsite, some cycling.

This is some fuzz guitar Franco 60s mod pop from Jacques Dutronc. Cool as le fuck. See you later my friends

La Responsable


Sunday, 3 August 2014

Packing


We had friends round for tea and a couple of glasses of wine each and we're now trying to pack to go on holiday tomorrow. And I'm mucking about on the internet.

I missed this absolute gem of a song and only discovered it by accident earlier today- from last year, Emiliana Torrini and Steve Mason, noisy and way up there. The noise, I've just discovered, is provided by Toy.



And this, a remix of Lana Del Rey's Video Games by Dreadzone's Greg Dread. Lovely.



Right. How many pairs of shorts do I need?

Edit: I've ripped both of these- would you like them?

I Go Out

Lana Dub Rey


Dread


This Dreadzone song, from their early days on Creation, pays homage to spaghetti westerns and features a vocal appearance from Miss Alison Goldfrapp, and is very good indeed for a Sunday morning in August. Where's that sun gone? It's been pissing down here for days.

The Good, The Bad And The Dread

And I like this Don Letts cut and paste video too.



And this is a very tasty, hard-to-find, promo only, Rez inspired remix.

Saturday, 2 August 2014

Duffy


Not that Duffy, this Duffy- Martin Duffy, keyboard player for Primal Scream since the late 80s and before that in Felt (and briefly a Charlatan following the death of Rob Collins). Duffy has a solo album coming out, not coincidentally on Tim Burgess' O Genesis record label, and some of the tracks have begun to appear on line. This one is a spooky piece with some minor key tinkering and sawing noises and bodes well for the lp, Assorted Promenades (out on Monday).




Duffy has done solo recordings before. This song, a beautiful piece of hushed, end-of-the-night gospel was sung and played by Martin, and closed Primal Scream's electro-rock/terrorism album Evil Heat in 2002.

Space Blues #2

Friday, 1 August 2014

The Return Of Friday Night Is Rockabilly Night 152


A 1956 single from Curtis Gordon extolling the simple joys of drag racing down Main Street. Isn't that a bit dangerous?

The lead guitar line on this is scorching.

Draggin'

Pop A Cap In Yo Ass


Tracey Thorn's autobiography Bedsit Disco Queen is turning out to be a surprisingly good read. I've never been a huge fan of Everything But The Girl but they've always been there, on the outer fringes of my musical radar. Her story is well written, self deprecating, honest and full of the politics and passions that came out of punk and produced such a wide variety of post-punk bands. Even without a detailed knowledge of EBTG or The Marine Girls, it's an engaging book and she comes across as a real person who ended up making records and being in a band. Interestingly, having also read Viv Albertine's book recently, womens' stories of life in the music industry have a very different tone from many of the mens'- more circumspect and less bullish, more about the process and personal politics of being creative in daily situations with other people. She writes about the contradictions of being in a group sometimes viewed as sappy or sissy, playing weedy jazz influenced music (which they saw as modern and progressive) while also coming across in interviews as spikey, defensive and having very strongly held indie/punk beliefs.

This was an EBTG single from the mid 80s with Johnny Marr playing popping up on harmonica.



Ben Watt, partner in both senses, had a dance music career in the 90s and his label Buzzin' Fly put out several fine compilation cds. I remembered this song, which I bought on 12", where over Ben's Chicago deep house grooves Estelle puts in a spoken word vocal about shoplifiting and growing up on violent streets. Really good.

Pop A Cap In Yo Ass