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Tuesday, 21 November 2023

Yes

This song, Yes by McAlmont & Butler, came out in mid- May 1995. In eighteen months time it will be thirty years old, which seems ridiculous- as does the idea that the mid- 90s are now three decades ago. Bernard Butler and David McAlmont had both left their previous bands in acrimony, Bernard walking out of Suede and David out of Thieves, and when they bumped into each other, in the Jazz Cafe in Camden, both were looking for some kind of statement to announce their return and to kick back against their former bandmates. Bernard had written the song as an instrumental and was coming out of 'a very dark place'. It was , he has said, 'a very liberating song'. McAlmont had a verse and the voice of an angel. Between them they recorded this enormous piece of 60s inspired, Wall of Sound pop music, a song to be sung loudly and in that sweet spot between anger and celebration. 

Yes

I turned 25 four days after Yes was released. Isaac would have been 25 this week had he lived. When I heard Yes last week it struck a chord with me, a song about survival and sticking up two fingers to the world, but sitting here typing this now, three days before Isaac's birthday, I'm not sure I do feel that much better. It still feels really shit. 

Yes, to paraphrase McAlmont, I do need November to be over. 

David McAlmont has recorded an album with Hifi Sean, a producer, songwriter, musician and DJ and also the former/ current singer of The Soup Dragons. Their album Happy Ending came out either last year or this year- the full vinyl release was this year so I think it counts as a 2023 album- and is a joy from start to finish, a beautiful stew of dance rhythms, synths, Bollywood strings, pulsing bass, piano and McAlmont's extraordinary voice. A psychedelic electronic soul soundtrack according to Last Night From Glasgow, and they ain't wrong. 

All In The World

Monday, 20 November 2023

Monday's Long Songs

One of this blog's readers Spencer regularly sends me musical tips and recommendations and he's rarely wrong. On Friday he sent me a link to an EP by Rosco, The Call of The Cosmos (volume Unit Number 2). Rosco, aka Sterling Roswell, was the some time drummer in Spacemen 3 (he left in 1989 having played on The Perfect Prescription and the live album Performance). He also writes, records, plays guitar and other instruments, produces and fronts The Darkside. Spencer was listening to Call Of The Cosmos, three pints in admittedly, and sent me the link, calling it 'mind melting electronic psyche'. 

Opening track, The Call of The Cosmos, is twenty minutes and twenty seconds long, more a long, strange dream than a piece of music. It is sounds and colours and yes, mind melting electronic psyche. Set aside twenty minutes of your day and listen to it here.

There's more- Trip Inside This House is eight minutes of cardboard box drums, swirling organ, peels of feedback, sound effects and drones. A Second Variety is a walk on the moors after dark, wind rushing through the speakers, ominous drones and chanting. Eventually a pipe of some kind plays a lament. There are three shorter songs too, Ojos En Llamos 8mm Film Soundtrack, Watkins Rapier 44 Blues and El Rosco Rides Again, all of which drink from the same well. Nothing on Call of The Cosmos is conventional or expected, it's experimental psychedelia and totally absorbing. Listen/ buy here

This is from The Perfect Prescription, the second Spacemen 3 album, released in 1987- the year is there in the song's lyrics, '1987, all I want to do is fly'. Come Down Easy roots the Spacemen's music in gospel and the blues, specifically the song In My Time Of Dying, a song first released by Blind Willie Johnson back in 1928. Spacemen 3 turn repetition into into religious experience, the rhythm and riff repeated endlessly.

Come Down Easy

Sunday, 19 November 2023

Forty Minutes Of The Fall

Putting together a forty minute mix of songs by The Fall is the easiest one I've ever done. 

  • Go into the folder marked The Fall and start selecting songs.
  • Sequence them into an order that is pleasing.
  • Note that this process could be repeated three, four , five more times over and the quality would not dip.

Mark E. Smith famously said that 'if it's me and your nan on bongos, it's The Fall' but there's no doubting the musicians who came and went through the ranks over the years added a significant amount to the songs the group wrote and played. The songs here would sound different if Brix Smith, Steve Hanley, Craig Scanlon, Simon Wolstencroft, Karl Burns, Marc Riley, Martin Bramah, Spencer Birtwistle and all the rest hadn't been members of The Fall. Mark E. Smith may have been an intolerant and difficult person to be in a band with as time went on but he was also a singular and endlessly electrifying presence, as the songs below demonstrate. The lyrics and vocal delivery are of course central and the ones here find room for the Kennedy assassination, Mark Twain, Walt Whitman, Frank Zappa, Australians, Oprah Winfrey, Nelson, Tolstoy, Jeanette Fletcher, forty year olds in coloured shirts, the Flintstones, Star Wars, Nietzsche and the hip priest. 

Forty Minutes Of The Fall

  • Cruiser's Creek
  • Australians In Europe
  • Free Range
  • Oswald Defense Lawyer
  • Touch Sensitive
  • Two Librans
  • Big New Prinz
  • Blood Outta Stone
  • High Tension Line
  • Dead Beat Descendant

Cruiser's Creek is a single released in November 1985, one of the first songs written and recorded for This Nation's Saving Grace, when Brix joined the band and upped the ante a little in terms of sound and melody. John Leckie produced. The intro, MES shouting through a megaphone or over a tannoy, 'What really went on there? We only have this excerpt', is a brilliant way to open any song/ mix/ compilation tape.

Australians In Europe was a B-side to Hit The North, released in October 1987. Hit The North is a great single, 80s indie/ alternative night dancefloor gold.

Free Range came out in 1992, on the album Code: Selfish and a single in the same year. There are dance/ techno influences finding their way in to The Fall's sound, partly brought by new recruit on keys Dave Bush. At some point in the mid- 90s Andrew Weatherall was lined up to produce a Fall album but it became clear to him that his way of working ('You will give complete control of songs and production over to me and I will turn the vision in my head into a wildly expansive album') and Mark's ('I am The Fall and I say what it sounds like') would not be conducive and he backed out. A Weatherall produced Fall album is one of life's great What If's....

Oswald Defense Lawyer is from 1988's The Frenz Experiment, my first Fall album and hence one of my favourites (I think it ranks fairly low among The Fall's cognoscenti). There are Fall fans who say the cover of The Kinks song Victoria (also from this album) and There's A Ghost In My House are the worst songs The Fall did. Similarly there are Clash fans who hate Should I Stay Or Should I Go and Rock The Casbah because they sold in large quantities and were hits. Generally, I distrust these views. A good song is a good song regardless of how many or few people bought it.

Touch Sensitive came out in 1999. I'd drifted from The Fall by this point and this single bought me back, a dancefloor friendly, catchy as you like, thundering rumble of Mancabilly, filled with MES one liners. It opened the album The Marshall Suite, the 20th Fall album and last one in the 20th century. 

Two Librans came out on 2000's The Unutterable, the first Fall album of the 21st century, and proof that the band and Smith were as vital as they'd ever been.

Big New Prinz is a contender for my favourite Fall song, the first song on  October 1988's I Am Kurious Oranj (either my second or third Fall album purchased I think). The album was conceived as the soundtrack to a ballet performed by Michael Clark and Company, a performance based on William of Orange's ascension to the English throne in 1588, the so- called Glorious Revolution. Big New Prinz is based on 1982's Hip Priest. The album also contains their cover of Jerusalem which is priceless.

Blood Outta Stone was on 1990's The Dredger EP, a four track 12" led by the cover of White Lightning. It was later on added to CD re- issues of Shift- Work.

High Tension Line is another favourite of mine, also from 1990, a period when they seemed to release 12" singles almost weekly. It was produced by Grant Showbiz who did a lot of good work with them around this time.

Dead Beat Descendant is prime late 80s Fall, the B-side to Cab It Up. The title apparently comes from an episode of The Flintstones, Fred, Barney, Wilma and Betty sent into the 21st century by The Great Gazoo. The four of them are chased out of Fred's company by George Slate the 8000th, Fred's $4 loan from prehistory now ballooned into a $23 million debt, Slate shouting 'come back here you dead beat's descendants!'

And should you require it, here is Wilma using the word bollocks...




Saturday, 18 November 2023

Unknown Territories

Rikki Turner has a past. He is a former Paris Angel, a veteran of Manchester bands The New Southern Electrikk and The Hurt and more recently San Pedro Collective. He has been working on a project recently that he says will be his last, that once it is done he will retire from music. Rikki always knows who to work with. His previous groups seen him write and play with among others Wags (a Paris Angel who went on to Black Grape), Suddi Raval (of Hardcore Uproar fame), Simon Wolstencroft (The Fall, pre- Stone Roses Stone Roses). 

His latest and last musical outlet is Unknown Territories, a collective based in Manchester's Spirit Studios, with Martin McLaren and bringing ex- Inspiral Carpet Tom Hingley on board along with Sean Crossey and Esther Maylor (from Heavy Salad) and with production courtesy of Callum Croston and Lewis Jones. Rikki wears his heart on his sleeve and has been sending me snippets of the forthcoming album for some time, always with the promise that it is for Isaac. The first fruits of Unknown Territories came out yesterday, a single called Broken...

Broken is heavy duty 21st century music, the lead vocals of Esther front and centre, underpinned by deep electronic bass and the tsk tsk tsk tsk of hi hats, skittish bleeps and crunching drums. There's more to follow with an album forthcoming featuring both singers and spoken word pieces, and a one off gig at The Eagle Inn, Salford, in December. 

Back in 1990 Paris Angels caught the wave of interest in Manchester bands following the explosion of 1988/ 89. The group were from east Manchester, the unfashionable side of the city, out in Guide Bridge and Ashton- under- Lyne. Regulars at The Hacienda and the Boardwalk they were soaking the influences that were in the air- 60s guitars, sequencers, dance rhythms, New Order's late 80s marriage of all those- kaleidoscopic sounds that saw them sign to Sheer Joy and release three singles, All On You (Perfume), Scope and I Understand, before they signed to Virgin for the album Sundew. 1990's All On You (Perfume) is the one everyone talks about (and rightly so) but Scope, released the same year, can also hold its own, both at the time and now, thirty three years later. 

Scope

Friday, 17 November 2023

Other Skies

Jesse Fahnestock and Emilia Harmony's new musical outfit Electric Blue Vision release a four track EP today on Brighton's Higher Love label, making a late dash for those lists that people are busy compiling at this point in the year. Jesse sent me a version of the original mix of Other Skies a while back and I was smitten from first play, the swirly organ intro and warm thud of bass joined by Emilia's whispery vocals, everything a lovely hazy shade of blue but tinged with some yellow and amber. 

Jesse has said he was aiming high with Other Skies, looking to Higher Than The Sun and One Dove's Fallen for inspiration. Other Skies has that widescreen, wide eyed ambient/ psychedelic feel, the drums and bass pushing it along but it has a sense of drift and yearning in the vocals too, Emilia singing, 'Can you help me to find my way? Do you know the way back home? I'm ready to go, I said I'm ready to go...'. It's late at night, the venue's closed and moved everyone left at the bar out onto the pavement, the streets are cold and lonely, home is calling. It's a lovely song and I can't recommend it enough. 

If you're not convinced by all of that, there are three remixes to turn your head. Balearic Ultras give it some heavy bass, drums and FX, filtering everything through a heat haze stripped back and minimal. The Tambores En Benirras remix goes for shimmer and shimmy, a slo mo thud of kick drum, twinkles of guitar and echoes all over the voices, a few lines isolated, 'up down spin me round', nodding in New Order's direction, and there's a piano line near the end that sends shivers up and down the central nervous system. Sean Johnston and Duncan Gray join forces again as Hardway Bros Meets Monkton Uptown, a dubbed out, melodica led stomp, percussion rattling round and Emilia looped into infinity. The bass of Wobble and the ghost of Augustus Pablo battling it out in other skies. 

You can (and should) buy the Other Skies EP is here

Thursday, 16 November 2023

Brothers, Sisters...

Every Wednesday for the last five weeks my friend Stevie at the Charity Chic blog has posted songs under the title Brothers, Sisters... and every Wednesday morning when I open up the internet and see his posts I hear this running through my head...

'Brothers, sisters, one day we will be free/ From fighting, violence, people crying in the streets...'

The warm pulse of bass and 125bpm drum track follow, running through my mind, the tom tom fill at the end of the 8th bar crash in, the synth strings start to play, the Roland handclaps and cowbells dink in and I'm swept away by Joe Smooth's 1987 single. Promised Land was/ is the song that, as much as any, suggested house music was an open invitation to all, that the dancefloor was a place of inclusivity and openness, where colour, sexuality and differences were swept away by the power of dance music. 

Promised Land

In 1987 Joe Smooth was on tour in Europe with Farley 'Jackmaster' Funk and was blown away by the way European audiences had taken to house music. He wrote the song inspired by this and wanting to capture something of the spirit of Motown's classic singles, music as a call for unity and brotherhood/ sisterhood. 

'As we walk hand in hand/ Sisters, brothers, we'll make it to the promised land...'

The song was re- released in 1988 and 1989 and as the tide of history turned in Eastern Europe and then South Africa, Promised Land seemed to offer a soundtrack to those events. Lyrically it can't help but reflect Martin Luther King's famous I Have Reached The Promised Land speech too, the one he gave in Memphis the day before he was assassinated. The utopian dream of early house music. 

As a song it's a tempting one to cover, dance floor friendly, with two rousing chords, a pumping bassline capable of moving feet and vocals that provide a warm, misty eyed glow. Paul Weller caught the house music bug at the tail end of The Style Council and recorded a cover in 1989. The Style Council's cover is exactly the sort of thing mods in the late 80s should be doing, Paul and Mick on twin pianos, all slicked back hair and loafers while Dee C Lee stomps and dances centre stage. It was their final single- the house inspired album Paul presented to Polydor was the end of the road for them. 


In 2006 Findlay Brown covered Promised Land. Findlay's laid back, dreamily nostalgic and melancholic music was based in folk, ambient and pop- his cover of Promised Land was released as a single with a variety of mixes, versions and edits in 2010 including this one by French producer/ DJ Pilooski. 

Promised Land (Pilooski Edit)




Wednesday, 15 November 2023

Disco Renegade

I've been meaning to post this pair of tracks, original mix and remix, for some time and one of the songs mentioned in yesterday's David Holmes post- specifically something he played during his DJ set at The Golden Lion- has given me the nudge and a link to it. See if you can spot it.

MSOM's Disco Renegade came out in October, a five minute slice of dance floor action courtesy of MSOM's Michael Mikkelson, slowed down cosmic disco from the top drawer, with pulsing synths and timbales.

Rude Audio's Mash Up remix stretches the fun out for an extra few minutes, pushing some of the sounds to the fore and giving it more echo, more space and room. Both versions are available here for just £3. 


Tuesday, 14 November 2023

Lions, Horses, People, Hope, Love, Resistance

I was back at Todmorden's Golden Lion on Saturday night for the launch party for the new David Holmes album Blind On A Galloping Horse, the man himself DJing for four hours to what was once again a packed and enthusiastic pub. I've said it before and it never fails to strike me, the absolute wonder that is The Golden Lion. From the outside, a fairly ordinary looking pub, standing by a canal in a northern town nestled in the hills where Yorkshire meets Lancashire. On the inside, another world. Holmes arrives and begins slowly, some floaty sax easing us in, the red lights already bathing the pub in a warm glow and the mirrorball throwing sparkles round the room. Things heat up fairly quickly, the heartbeat thump working its way in. This thumper courtesy of Golden Bug and The Liminanas is played...

Variation sur 3 Bancs

... and is followed by David's own remix of Jo Sims' Bass (The Final Frontier), a record I've played on repeat this year. David then drops in the instantly recognisable riff from Sign 'O' The Times and Prince's Fairlight synth and lyrics about Aids, the space shuttle and Hurricane Annie filling the pub. 

Holmes pitches things more and more for dancing with tracks from Khidja, Roe Deers and Pete Shelley and then, a slight easing up with the appearance of Senor Coconut's Trans Europe Express (I should add here I'm indebted to Martin and his Shazam app- my memory would not have recalled much of this amount of detail). There are tracks by Soft Rocks, Decius, Rich Lane's edit of Sinead O'Connor, Patrick Cowley, there is She's A Rainbow (I'm not sure about this, it wasn't the World Of Twist cover but didn't sound exactly like The Stones either), and this slinky disco chugger with happy/ sad house piano chords from 2012 by Roberto Rodriguez...

Mustat Varjo

It went on and on, The Human League's The Things That Dreams Are Made Of provoking much joy, and there was much more music besides, a proper night out with a lovely, friendly crowd and everyone there to dance, culminating in the ten minute epic from this year, Radio Slave's reworking of Audion's Mouth To Mouth, intense, rumbling, ecstatic techno with an irresistible ascending synthline that buzzes like a jar of wasps. 

David and Raven Violet's album has been on repeat since arriving at my house on Friday. It's a proper album, a complete piece of work with lyrical concerns and themes that tie the fourteen songs together across four sides of vinyl and seventy five minutes. The four singles released from it so far have all been huge songs for me- Hope Is The Last Thing To Die and It's Over If We Run Out Of Love lit up 2021 and 2022 and Necessary Genius, a rollcall and tribute to those who have gone who inspire him from Weatherall to Samuel Beckett, from Angela Davis to Sinead O'Connor, has done the same to 2023. Recent single Stop Apologising too. The rest of the songs stand alongside those four from the long opener When People Are Occupied Resistance Is Justified, a song surely born in David's upbringing in Belfast and directly relevant to the world today. Scattered throughout are the voices of refugees, speaking in their own languages with gentle synths and FX behind them, the voices of the repressed and downtrodden given space next to David's words and Raven's voice. 

Emotionally Clear and Yeah x 3 show a gentler, poppier side to the album. On the former Raven sings, 'Do you believe in the absence of evidence/ Do you believe in unjust punishment? Do you believe in cognitive dissonance?, and then the chorus erupts into a girl group swell of bells and synths. On the latter chiming synths and the sound of heads clearing and clouds parting, optimism and the word 'yeah', one of the oldest sounds in pop music. 

There are several nods to Andrew Weatherall, David paying tribute to his friend and inspiration: the title of an instrumental called And You Will Know Me By The Smell Of Onions, lighter than air synths, piano and a pattering drum machine; a cover of Laugh Myself To Sleep with Timothy J. Fairplay's guitars adding some post- punk/ Mick Jones fire to Raven's voice and Weatherall's words (from Andrew's unreleased second solo album of the same name); and the repeated line in the song Too Muchroom, Andrew's comment about 'if you're not living on the edge you're taking up too much room'. 

The album flows through to side four and the final three songs, that show the breadth of what David's created with Blind On A Galloping Horse. Tyranny Of The Talentless calms the pace, a slo mo drum track and lyrics about 'the ashtray of history'. It's followed by Love In The Upside Down, a tripped out monster led by fuzz bass and splinters of guitar, a giddy, swirling psychedelia filled with a sense of momentum, of other worlds, of awakening and possibility. Quite a rush. 

That just leaves the title track to carry us home, the sound of the end of a journey and finding strength in song and community despite the horrors of the world outside. Over strings and padded bass Raven sings, 'They will push you out/ And pull you in/ Whatever happens now/ We mustn't mustn't let them win', and the track fades with another speaking voice, this time I think speaking in Gaelic- a song about personal resistance, completing the loop back to the start. 

Blind On A Galloping Horse a beautiful packaged album as well, as all proper albums should be, with photos by Belfast street photographer Bill Kirk and artwork and text by British artist Jimmy Turrell, and a print of Sinead and the lyrics to Necessary Genius. As an album it feels like a statement, a personal account, a record that David had to make. Sonically, musically, philosophically, politically and emotionally, it feels very much like the album we need at this point in 2023, a response to both the inner and outer worlds, a call to action but one that also says we can still find hope out there somewhere, if we look in the right places. 

Monday, 13 November 2023

Monday's Long Songs

Earlier this year Marshall Watson released an EP called Foothills. Marshall is nineteen years into a career as an ambient/ Balearic writer and composer and the five tracks on Foothills (four new ones plus a Seahawks remix) are just the ticket- long instrumentals, long synth chords that allow the listener to have that sense of drift, with textures added by pianos and guitars, everything covered in a warm glow. It's music that seems to be the very opposite of a grim Monday morning in November in North West England but maybe that's exactly why it strikes such a chord for me. The EP can be bought here

High Desert

Also this year Marshall recorded a track with San Francisco's Cole Odin, a DJ and producer equally fired up by dance music and life affirming rock 'n' roll. The song Just A Daydream Away was a perfect slice of sunshine indie dance,  the sound of summer 1989 wrapped up for 2023. The Just A Daydream Away EP came with two versions of the song and three remixes, two from Sean Johnston's Hardway Bros and one from Joe Morris. Chuggy rhythms, chunky bass, glistening psyche- folk guitars and whispered vocals. This is the Space Flight version, seven minutes of blissed out magic. Buy the whole package here

Last week's Psychemagik post prompted me to dig back through my folders and nudged slightly by Jesse I went back to this, a 2019 Psychemagik remix of Cole Odin's Dawn's Approaching. Almost eight minutes long and not a second wasted Psychemagik bring everything in their bag to this, gentle building, expansive, vocals drizzled in warm waves, a beautiful flow of synths and drums and then just when you think it not going to change Psychemagik press the button marked Rez and it all goes off in fine style. Buy it here.  



Sunday, 12 November 2023

Forty Six Minutes Of Twenty Three

Two months ago this weekend, the day before we were taking Eliza back to Liverpool for her final year in university, the three of us were sitting in a cafe in Didsbury village, one of our afternoon walk and a brew haunts. Eliza said, out of nowhere, 'I think we should all go and get a number 23 tattoo for Isaac'. Lou and I looked at each other and both said, 'yeah. ok'. It was very spontaneous, none of us ever really thought abut getting a tattoo before. Me and Eliza had joked about but very much in a 'we won't ever do this' kind of way. But at that moment it suddenly seemed like a good thing to do. Unfortunately the tattoo parlour in Sale couldn't fit us in on the day so we booked in for a month later- it felt like something the three of us should do together and Eliza didn't want to come back from Liverpool for a while. It also gave us some time to think about fonts and parts of the body.

The number 23 has become associated with Isaac. I've written about it before this year. He was 23 when he died and his birthday is the 23rd November (just a couple of weeks away now with the 2nd anniversary of his death a week later). In the last year the number 23 has kept appearing in front of me- on street signs, graffiti, electricity boxes, random tv countdown shows suddenly channel surfed onto, the only available table in a pub. I don't think it necessarily means anything- it's just something I've started noticing and when I see a 23 now it makes me think of him and smile. Getting a 23 tattoo might trigger the same reaction (and a month later, I'm happy to say it does). We got the tattoos done a month ago. Mine is pictured above, a type writer font on my forearm. Lou got a smaller 23 on her side and Eliza got an even smaller, fine line 23 on her upper arm. 

The number 23 has a rich history. I've written before as well about it's part in KLF mythology, with their interest in Discordianism and numerology. When Isaac died I was reading John Higgs' book about The KLF. A few weeks after he died I picked the book back up and the first chapter I read was about the significance of 23. I finished the chapter and put the book down, totally freaked about. I read it again the next day and it had a similar effect. When I was looking at fonts for my tattoo I thought about a KLF block 23 but it would very inky and take some time to do. I fancied a type writer font. On the morning we were due to go I suddenly wondered what 23 would look like in a factory/ Peter Saville font and started going through my various Factory art books. What, I asked myself, was Fac 23? A quick search later and I realised Fac 23 was the 7" release of Love Will Tear Us Apart by Joy Division. Which caused me to stop in my tracks for a moment. In the end I didn't quite go full Peter Saville Fac font but it played a part in my thinking. We're all really glad we got them done. At the moment, all autumn chilliness and long sleeves, its often covered up, but when I see it, it makes me smile. The upcoming anniversaries are weighing quite heavily and I'll be glad to get November over with- but the tattoos feel like a positive and I'm not sure a year ago I'd thought that would be possible. 

This mix is 46 minutes of songs connected to the number 23. I was going to bring it in at 23 minutes but that felt too short so went for double 23. Two of the songs below were also released in full 23 minute versions which felt too long for a Sunday mix but they're here in shorter versions to represent their 23 minute long brothers. 

46 Minutes Of 23

  • Chris Rotter And The Bad Meat Club: 86'd
  • 10:40: Sleepwalker
  • Local Psycho And The Hurdy Gurdy Orchestra: The Hurdy Gurdy Song (Mothers Of The New Stone Age Remix)
  • 23 Skidoo: Coup
  • Jah Division: Jah Will Tear Us Apart
  • The Vendetta Suite: Eye In The Triangle
  • Two Lone Swordsmen: 23rd Street
  • Mogwai: U235
  • Gorillaz: Aries
  • Psychic TV: Godstar
  • The KLF: 3am Eternal
Chris Rotter was the guitarist in the live band incarnation of Two Lone Swordsmen and played on and co- wrote songs on Andrew Weatherall's solo album A Pox On The Pioneers. I became friends with Chris online and then in real life. When Isaac died he wanted to record a song for Isaac. I asked him to do 86'd, a song I heard Andrew play on a radio show, a glorious chiming krauty instrumental. Chris went and re- recorded 86'd in new form, 23 minutes long. For reasons of space I've included the shorter one here. The full length 86'd (For Isaac) is here

Last December Jesse represented the entire 10:40 back catalogue as an advent calendar. This was the track for the 23rd December, the sleek psych and somewhat krauty Sleepwalker with Ben Lewis on guitar.

The KLF and the number 23 I've mentioned above. Read John Higgs' Chaos, Magic And The Band Who Burned A Million Pounds for more detail. Local Psycho And The Hurdy Gurdy Orchestra are ex- KLF Jimmy Cauty and ex- Pogue Jem Finer. Their hurdy gurdy, neolithic celebration drone came out on 12" came out earlier this year complete with a 23 minute mix. I've included the shorter remix here but the 23 minute version is the one really. 

23 Skidoo are here for obvious reasons. Coup is a block rocking post- punk/ punk funk track from 1984. In a further Andrew Weatherall connection, it was one of the songs on his 9 O' Clock Drop compilation from 2000. 

Joy Division's Love Will Tear Us Apart, as I said above, was Fac 23. Factory's numbering system was central to their ethos. All Joy Division and New Order singles ended in 3. Rather than include the original I decided to put Jah Division's dub cover in- it fitted better. Jah Division released an EP of four dub covers of Joy Division songs  in 2004. If you ever see a vinyl copy, please give me a ring. 

The Vendetta Suite are from Northern Ireland, the work of Gary Irwin. In 2017 Gary released an EP titled Solar Lodge 23 from which this piece of cosmic dubbiness is taken. 

Two Lone Swordsmen- yes, them again- released their first record in 1996, a 12" that contained four tracks- Big Man On The Landing, Azzolini, The Branch Brothers and the one here, 23rd Street, a few minutes of abstract Swordsmen sounds. 

Mogwai's move into soundtrack work has paid off. This is from the soundtrack to Atomic, a bit of a cheat maybe numerically but 23's in there and the track fits.

Gorillaz have played with the number 23 frequently in their imagery and artwork. This song Aries was a single in 2020 and has the unmistakeable and melancholic/ uplifting sound of Peter Hook's bass at its heart.  

Psychic TV, Genesis P Orridge's experimental psychedelic/ acid house band had some interest in 23. In 1986 they began a series of gigs to be recorded and released, 23 in total, each played on the 23rd of a month for 23 consecutive months. Godstar is a single from 1985, a tribute to Rolling Stone Brian Jones.

The KLF's 3am Eternal was the second of their stadium house trilogy, released in 1991 (after a previous version in 1989 and a subsequent one in 1992). The version here, the 1991 single and chart topper, took this mix to 46 minutes. 

Saturday, 11 November 2023

Saturday Live

Plenty of people have been critical of John Lydon over the last few years/ decades and with good reason- the Sex Pistols reformations, the butter adverts, the support for Trump and Brexit, the professional contrarian. I read his autobiography a few years ago, Anger Is An Energy, and in the end found it exhausting, the constant need to settle scores and self- aggrandisement. A softer side of him was revealed recently following the death of his wife Nora and his role as her carer during the final part of her life. His recent PiL albums have shown that although the music and songs are variable, he still cares enough to want to keep doing it and play with it, to keep moving. 

Back in 1980 John was still at the forefront, the post- Pistols warrior making one of the period's best albums- Metal Box, a groundbreaking fusion of dub, post- punk, avant garde guitar music, sound experiments and Lydon's then still extraordinary vocals and lyrics. For some reason, at the end of a US tour, on 17th May 1980 PiL found themselves at the TV programme American Bandstand, a US musical institution hosted by the clean cut Dick Clark. Bands on American Bandstand mimed in front of a live audience. PiL had been asked to play two songs- Careering and Poptones were the two they chose- but to cut the running time down to fit in the ten minute segment in between ad breaks. Lydon was apparently genuinely bemused by the request. What followed shows that despite some of the lowspots of later years Lydon was once a singular, exhilerating, wilful and genuinely anarchic character, a one off. As the clip begins the three musicians, Levene, Atkins and Wobble start to 'play' Poptones. Lydon sits by the side of stage staring with that look on his face. He gets up, makes a few moves and immediately after crossing the stage breaks the performer/ audience barrier, half miming the words, half mad Pied Piper, walking into the crowd to whoops and cheers. 

Then he brings a girl from the crowd to the stage and goes back, encouraging more of the audience to join the band, the cameras following him. The stage area is soon filed with dancing audience members, Lydon occasionally returning to the band, prowling and glaring, barely contained glee at upsetting the norms. Between songs Clark tries to suggest the audience go back but Lydon says no and then career into careering, the entire studio now awash with dancers. Lydon disappears to the back of the studio, the band swap instruments, the cameras can't keep up. When the cameras do find him, John barely bothers to mime, often just grinning at the mayhem he has created. Considering not a note is played live it is one of the best music performances ever screened on TV. 

Friday, 10 November 2023

Weatherall Remix Friday Fifteen

The idea of Weatherall Remix Friday when I started it a few months ago, was to feature some of the less well known, less celebrated Andrew Weatherall remixes. Andrew produced hundreds of remixes during his lifetime- under his own name (with a range of studio conspirators including Hugo Nicolson, Steve Boardman, Timothy J. Fairplay and Nina Walsh), with Sabres Of Paradise and with Two Lone Swordsmen. There are some artists he came back to time after time, remixing their songs across the decades- Primal Scream for one and David Holmes for another. David's first solo album since 2008's The Holy Pictures is out today on Heavenly, a record titled Blind On A Galloping Horse, one which I've been eagerly waiting for since Hope Is The Last Thing To Die came out in October 2021. There's a launch party night at The Golden Lion on Saturday night with David DJing. The last time he played there, in October last year, was very memorable indeed. Hopefully Saturday will be similarly roof raising. 

Andrew's remixes of David, in reverse order, take in his versions of Unloved (Devils Angels from 2019, a Weatherall remix of When A Woman Is Around from 2016 and two remixes of Guilty Of Love in 2015), the wonderful Andrew Weatherall remix of I Heard Wonders (from 2008) and then before those two remixes of Gone, a song with Sarah Cracknell on vocals from Homer's 1995 debut solo album This Film's Crap, Let's Slash The Seats (an album recorded with Andrew's Sabres Of Paradise partners Jagz Kooner and Gary Burns co- producing. Jagz, Gary and David were three members of the four members of a 1993 one off group/ record Four Boy One Girl Action which I might come back to at some point soon). Lots of links and connections between them then resulting in lots of music. It's the remixes of Gone I thought I'd focus on here today, both dating from 1996.

This Film's Crap... was a double album, very much made under the influence of being active for half a decade in 1990s club music, a dark, moody, downtempo album with nods to techno, trip hop and house and the signs of David's future work in film soundtracks there to see. Gone, with Saint Etienne's Sarah on vocals, was an obvious single, one of the few tracks on the album with a vocal, Sarah lamenting, 'I gonna hide/ She don't even know/ You can never go home anymore'. 

Andrew and Keith Tenniswood had just begun to release records as Two Lone Swordsmen. They released their first full length album, The Fifth Mission (Return To The Flightpath Estate), the same year and these remixes sound like they came from similar sessions and times. Gone came out as a single with various remixes in March 1996, several months before The Fifth Mission in August. TLS had released a pair of 12" singles- The Third Mission and The Tenth Mission- ahead of the album, but the Gone remixes are some of the first fruits of the Swordsmen sound.

First Night Without Charge is a sublime, subtle, atmospheric early Swordsmen, those submerged and subaqua TLS sounds and motifs appearing, with double bass bassline and breakbeat taking the lead- not dissimilar to the sound and feel of The Fifth Mission. Sarah's voice is nowhere to be found- as Jagz and Gary confirmed at our Sabresonic Q&A last weekend, vocals are the first casualties of the remix. In the fifth minute a horn bursts through the smoked out jazz club murk.  

Gone (First Night Without Charge)

Second Night Without Charge is a different beast, opening with kick drum and the rumble of sub- bass, more tense, with some bleeps riding on top. A minute in the percussion and snare hit and they raises it up a notch. The track then winds and unwinds, various sounds entering and exiting, for the next seven minutes, all the time the drums and bass pushing on- for want of a better description, abstract deep house. 

Gone (Second Night Without Charge)

When This Film's Crap, Let's Slash The Seats was released on CD in the US in 1998 it came with a second disc of extras, the remixes and B-sides from the UK releases in 1996 compiled into a second album bookended by the Two Lone Swordsmen versions of Gone, opening and closing things in a way that made it sound like they were planned to do exactly that.

Thursday, 9 November 2023

More Bands In Places They Shouldn't Be

After a hiatus of a few weeks the Bands In Places They Shouldn't Be series returns. Previous outings have included bands appearing on unlikely tv programmes- Echo And The Bunnymen on Wogan, Ice T on The Late Review, Aztec Camera on Pebble Mill At One, that sort of thing- and a few weeks ago JC of The Vinyl Villain blogging fame wrote a Scottish bands guest special. Today we find ourselves in the early/ mid 90s and some televisual feats that made many of us blink, rub our eyes and question what was going on. 

In 1993 New order released Republic, an album that was made under forced circumstances (to prevent Factory from going bust- it didn't work and the single and album came out on London, irony of ironies) and which features some fairly uninspired songs, especially on side 2, but the lead single was classic New Order, released in April 1993. It was the first new New Order song since World In Motion, a long three years earlier, and had a Bernard Sumner guitar riff, deadpan lyrics, Hooky's bass clanging through and all seemed well with the world. The band found themselves promoting the single in the USA and in a Top Of The Pops live satellite link up, appeared from Venice Beach, California, the set of early 90s swimsuit show Baywatch, a recording complete with an appearance by David Hasselhoff (a man who tried to take some of the credit for the fall of the Berlin Wall). 

New Order don't look dressed for the beach or for Baywatch. They look more dressed for Dry Bar on Oldham Street. They proceed to mime their way through Regret in bright sunshine while California's beach bums sun themselves and play volleyball. Hooky is wearing leather trousers. Gillian is all in black. Everyone ignores everyone else. Hasselhoff roams the beach. A kayakist paddles past. Dissonance reigns supreme. 

In 1992 the Premier League took over top flight football in England. One of the innovations of this brave new world was Monday Night Football. In September 1992 the crowd at Highbury and watching at home/ in the pub were treated to the bizarre spectacle of The Shamen performing their chart topping single Ebeneezer Goode at half time, the launch night of Monday Night Football

Colin Angus and Mr C give it a go, all wrapped up in black plastic and leather, techno guitars and a song that most definitely wasn't a celebration of taking ecstasy. Another Sky innovation, a cheerleader troop called The Sky Strikers dance in the centre circle. Mr C looks a bit like he already knows this is a bad idea. As the performance went on the crowd chanted over the top and booed (Mr C is a Chelsea fan and this was well known to some of the Arsenal faithful). 

The match went on to finish one- nil to Arsenal, Manchester City being the losers, so not all bad eh? Sky dropped both The Sky Strikers and half time musical acts within six months. Given the rapacious nature of hyper- capitalist 21st century football, this all looks quite quaint now but again as with New Order at Baywatch, who thought this was a good idea?


Wednesday, 8 November 2023

Psyched

I've posted a few odds and ends by Psychemagik previously though nothing since 2017. Back then I posted this track, Triumph Of The Gods, a piece of music first released in 2017, that is epic in scale, starting with piano, then drums and sweeping strings, and which has the feel of a major 1960s film soundtrack with undertones of  David Axelrod. 

Triumph Of The Gods

In late 2021 there was a 12" release with two remixes of Triumph Of The Gods, one by Richard Norris and one by Prins Thomas- a 12" I found recently while going through my records and had forgotten I owned. Given everything that was going on then, there are probably quite a few things from late 2021 that I missed. Both remixes are very good and neither seem to be on the internet so you'll have to take my word for it for the time being. 

A year ago Heavenly released volumes 5 and 6 of their remixes compilation series. On Volume 5 was the Psychemagik dub remix of Mildlife's Automatic, another huge sounding piece of music that is cinematic in scope and full of spine tingling and hair raising moments. 




Tuesday, 7 November 2023

Snappered

I was back at Todmorden's Golden Lion on Saturday night for a gig by Red Snapper, the four piece halfway through a tour that continues next week with shows Tunbridge Wells, Hertford, Ramsgate and London. Rich Thair and Ali Friend have been playing together as Red Snapper since 1993, starting out riding on the early 90s acid jazz wave but then branching out into spaces way beyond that. They signed to Warp in 1996 and released the compilation Reeled And Skinned in 1995 and then Prince Blimey a year later. Since then they've released a further seven albums, and most recently a live album recorded at The Moth Club last year. The Golden Lion is sold out for the gig, an audience of Red Snapper devotees getting the opportunity to see them very close up, and Red Snapper do not disappoint, firing on all cylinders and Ali Friend's bass and Rich Thair's drums showing the benefit of playing together for so long, a telepathic understanding clearly evident between the two. 

Ali's stand up bass (perilously close to the light fitting in the ceiling at times) is at the centre of the sound, almost lead double bass. They kick in from the off, with sudden bursts of energy and the dynamics of a rock band. Rich Thair switches between rhythms and tempos and at the back of the stage Tom Challenger plays keys/ synths and wigged out saxophone. On the left is a relatively recent recruit, the ridiculously young and effortlessly cool guitarist Tara. Opener Wanga Doll lures us in slowly, bass line and hi hats, and then building into a dubby jazz/ psychedelia. After that they move between space jazz, trip hop and downtempo, each track drawing the crowd further and further in. Ali Friend, centre stage, occasionally steps forward to provide vocals but its largely instrumentals, at times the band so locked in and heavy they threaten to become a jazz Zeppelin, the front row losing their cool and dancing. Highlights include the self titled Snapper, the dubby skronk of Space Sickness (from Prince Blimey), the dark funk sci fi of B Planet and Tarzan (both from last year's Everybody Is Somebody album) and a wonderfully chilled cover of Bowie's Sound And Vision. At one point, the bass and drums locked into a lovely slow and low groove, the ghost of Beth Orton's Galaxy Of Emptiness drifts past (a track Ali Friend played on back in 96). As the gig nears its conclusion, a night after the Sabresonic 30th anniversary (and with Jagz Kooner and Gary Burns both still in the Lion with Jagz ready to DJ after the gig), Ali pays tribute to Andrew Weatherall, who supported the band early on and remixed Hot Flush, a key Sabres Of Paradise remix. Hot Flush, with its jazzy double bass line, acres of space and wandering 60s spy film melody line, fills the stone floored, red lit pub. This version of Hot Flush is on last month's Live At The Moth Club album...

After Hot Flush we get the one- two of Wesley Don't Surf and Suckerpunch, the former dating from the early Warp days and a wild ride through areas groups such as A Certain Ratio inhabit and the latter, the finale, low slung punk funk with clipped guitar, sax and insistent rhythm. The band depart and then reappear at the stall, selling and signing merch. Jagz Kooner begins his second DJ set in two nights, spinning electro and hip hop- unfortunately get to I don't hear it all, I have a train to catch to get home. Waiting at the platform Todmorden's old style British Railways platform sign stands out in the darkness, a roaring lion standing over a wheel.


Monday, 6 November 2023

Sabred

Our Friday night at The Golden Lion went very well. We, the admin team at The Flightpath Estate, had the idea a while ago that we should celebrate the 30th anniversary of the release of Sabresonic, the debut album by Sabres Of Paradise. We got Waka at The Golden Lion on board, approached Jagz Kooner, and decided we'd hold a Q&A followed by a Jagz DJ set. Jagz then said the third Sabre Of Paradise, Gary Burns, was happy to join us. I agreed to host the event, act as compere and ask the questions. We had two former- Sabres, a venue and a set of questions written by us all (with lots of input from Dr. Rob of the Ban Ban Ton Ton blog via email from his home in Japan). All we needed was a crowd. 

Thankfully a crowd turned up. The Q&A was filmed so at some point we'll be able to share that- I've seen a couple of clips and watching yourself and hearing your own voice is a bit uncomfortable. The Q&A session went really well, Jagz and Gary were lovely, engaging and chatty and happy to talk about anything and everything connected to Sabres Of Paradise, Andrew Weatherall, Sabresonic and various related topics. We talked for over an hour with questions coming from the audience as well as the ones we wrote. There are some Sabres related plans being hatched for next year and beyond which I can't spill the beans about at the moment but if you're a Sabres/ Andrew Weatherall fan, there's a lot to look forward to and eventually, hopefully, some exciting news. 

Some highlights of the talk...

Jagz and Gary were working together before meeting Andrew. They both lived in West London and were in the nascent acid house scene, Jagz was DJing and into production from a young age, building a home studio during his teenage years, and Gary could play anything- guitar, bass, melodica, keys, piano and whatever else he happened to pick up. They'd been working as The Aloof with Dean Thatcher and Rich Thair, releasing the Apocalypse Now! sampling 1990 classic Never Get Out Of The Boat. Jagz and Gary met Andrew in a club, at a point when he was a rising star in the DJ world and the veteran of producing Screamadelica and various era defining remixes. Andrew said they should work together and, as Jagz and Gary tell it, they both nodded and said yes, not expecting it to actually happen. They got the call the next day, Andrew asking them if they like to work on a remix of Jah Wobble and Sinead O'Connor he'd been asked to do. Visions Of You came out in 1992, Andrew, Jagz and Gary producing not just one remix but three, almost thirty minutes worth of music, half an album. 'We liked to give value for money'.

The working process in the studio was a topic of conversation. When they got commissioned to do a remix, a studio would be booked and if there was time left, they'd start to record their own music. This music, from a variety of sessions and studios in 1992 and 1993, is what became Sabresonic. Gary would play all the instruments. Jagz would be programming, sampling and arranging. Andrew would have the big picture ideas, the ears to pick out the parts to hone in on, the overall and specific vision for sounds, tracks, and eventually the album. Jagz and Gary would often be working with Andrew for a week, then they'd be off doing The Aloof or working with others, David Holmes for example. When they came back Andrew would have listened to all the tapes and have a clear plan about reworking tracks or moving onto new ones. Jagz described the studio set up, all three men with eight channels on the mixing desk, an instrument or sound on each channel. They'd set the tape rolling to record and then do the remix or track live, each one of them fading sliders in and out, mixing it live. When it was finished, they'd try another version, maybe dubbier, maybe more ambient, maybe faster or slower. As a result when they did remix work they often ended up with three or four versions, which would be submitted back to artists and record labels. Three remixes of Bjork's One Day, four versions for the Stereo MCs, and so on. 

We talked about the first Sabres release, their remix of Psychic TV's United, released as PT001, the first time the name was used. We talked about he origins of the name, either a 1960 book about pre- revolutionary Russia by Lesley Branch or a Haysi Fantaysi B-side- or both. PT001 is a record where Andrew did an abrupt about turn and presented a new sound (and not for the last time in his musical career). Gone were the Balearic sounds and tempos and pianos. PT001 was a dark, industrial techno remix. 

When the band signed to Warp, the label suggested an album might be a good idea. Jagz describes a shelf of DATs which Andrew went through and cherry picked eight tracks for what would become Sabresonic and we spent some time discussing individual tracks: the dark, thumping, moody opener Still Fighting (a remix of a remix of Primal Scream's Don't Fight It, Feel It); Smokebelch I (and of course Smokebelch II, not on Sabresonic but very much from that period); the fifteen minute spooked ambient sounds of Clock Factory; the dub infused RSD and Ano Electro. Jagz and Gary both said they'd had to spend some time recently listening to the album- neither had heard it in full for three decades, they were working so much and so fast that by the time tracks were finished, they simply moved onto new ones. They weren't even sure what the names were- all the track titles came from Andrew. The name Smokeblelch came from Andrew seeing some cooling towers as they passed Nottingham in a bus. The Sabresonic DATs, containing the released tracks and multiple other versions, sadly, all ended up in a skip. One of the Flightpath claims to have a cassette somewhere with three unreleased mixes of RSD on it- Jagz says this is very likely, they often recorded multiple mixes and versions. So, Mark- get up into that loft and get looking. 

We talked about the Beatless mix of Smokebelch, Gary playing the twinkling opening part on a guitar. We talked about David Holmes remix of Smokebelch, a remix Gary and Jagz did with David. We talked about the One Dove album, Morning Dove White, a record produced and remixed by all three Sabres, one which was delayed by the record label for a year who dithered about the mixes and spent time getting Stephen Hague to produced shinier, poppier versions. We talked about the mythical, never released, never even heard of Sabres remixes of Gary Clail. 

We talked about their recoding techniques and practices, Jagz and Gary recording the sounds of hitting a scaffolding pole with a spanner to get those metallic Sabres drum sounds and how Gary emptied a box of matches onto a metal tray and shook it, a sound that became a signature percussion sound on Smokebelch. Both men all the way through said how much fun they had, how much they did and how fairly they were treated by Andrew, who insisted everything was split three ways. 

We talked about the how Warp were keen for a Sabres Of Paradise album with guest vocalists and how they started to line some guests up. The album (if it had happened which it didn't- Andrew got the fear about the prospect of working with some of his heroes) would include Ice T, Tom Waits, Al Green and Bobby Gillespie. We talked about the remixes they turned down, at a time when record labels were paying huge amounts, £10, 000 to £15, 000, for a remix. The list of artists turned down includes both Madonna and U2.

We talked about the Sabres Of Paradise live band, a group that Andrew did not play on stage with- as a non- musician he would hang around the mixing desk smoking or stand in the crowd watching. Gary and Jagz recruited Rich Thair, Phil Mossman (later with LCD Soundsystem) and Nick Abnett (who also played with The Aloof) and set about learning how to play the songs live. They played only about a dozen gigs, some on a short tour of their own and then supporting Primal Scream on a UK tour. After the Q&A we played the only live recording of the Sabres live band that exists through the Lion's soundsystem, a set captured at Herbal Tea Party in Manchester by Rob Fletcher, a recording Jagz had never heard before. Jagz listened intently, smiling. 'We were pretty good', he said with a grin. That live set can be listened to here, the first thirty five minutes of the set being the live Sabres band before Andrew takes over on the decks. 

Jagz and Gary both said going on tour with Primal Scream in the mid 90s was exactly as you'd imagine it would be. Jagz told us that at the same time he took a phone call from Noel Gallagher, who wanted Sabres to go on the road with Oasis, at the exact same time as they were touring with Primal Scream. 

We talked about remixes, their favourites and the memorable ones. I asked how much of James remained on the four tracks that became Jam J. Both men smiled sheepishly. 'Not much'. Jam J is essentially a Sabres Of Paradise record. Gary said vocals got removed first. Jagz agreed, saying that with music that is essentially for dancing to, for creating a trance- like state, vocals often don't fit, apart from the odd repeated phrase. And in a re- appearance of the number twenty three in my life, Jagz recounted how the twenty third track on a mixing desk or tapes was the one that was never used

We talked about all of this and so much more. I'm sure there's loads I've missed out in this account- eventually when the film is edited, we'll be able to watch it all back. Both Jagz and Gary talked with so much fondness, love and respect for Andrew Weatherall, about how important he was, how inspiring he was to work with and how much he gave to them and about how brilliant Sabres Of Paradise had been. When I asked them what their favourite Sabres moment was, they both said without hesitation, 'all of it'. 

Here we all are, left to right, Baz (Flightpath Estate), me, Jagz (Sabre Of Paradise), Gary (Sabre Of Paradise), Martin (Flightpath Estate), Rob (Herbal Tea Party) and Waka (Golden Lion).

After a short break Jagz took over with a DJ set inspired by Sabresonic and the sounds of the period. The Sabres remix of  Red Snapper's Hot Flush and the recently posted here Leftfield remix of Renegade Soundwave both featured as did Andrew's remix of Soon by My Bloody Valentine and his remix of S'Express. Jagz finished, fittingly, with the David Holmes remix of Smokebelch, the crowd at the Lion, a pan- generational mix of eighteen to sixty- something year olds, a mess of sweaty and euphoric faces as the snares and pianos took us through to closing time. 

Smokebelch II (David Holmes Remix)

My final question of the Q&A had been a sort of homage to the Manchester acid house magazine Jockey Slut, which liked to ask DJs and musicians 'had they ever ridden a horse?'. It turns out Jagz has but Gary hasn't (Gary did say he been faced down by a few police horses when going to Chelsea in the 80s). It was decided by popular agreement that Andrew hadn't. A few hours after I asked this vital question, as the pub was being wound down for the evening and people were preparing to go home, a man arrived in the pub accompanied by a horse- the sort of thing that could only happen at The Golden Lion. 



Sunday, 5 November 2023

Forty Minutes Of Fac

In the 1980s Factory Records was the best record label in the world. Based on Palatine Road, a stone's throw from where I grew up, managed as a Marxist art project, bankrolled by New Order and home to a bunch of sullen, wilful experimental artists who famously signed no contracts and owned all their music, it put out record after record, almost none of which were hits. Today's mix is a small selection of the magnificence that came out of Factory in the mid- 80s (deliberately leaving out New Order), a period where the combined talents clustered around the table at 86 Palatine Road produced such life affirming and ground breaking music. 

Forty Minutes Of Fac

  • Cabaret Voltaire: Yashar (John Robie Remix)
  • Quando Quango: Genius
  • Stockholm Monsters: All At Once
  • Section 25: Looking From A Hilltop (Megamix)
  • Marcel King: Reach For Love
  • A Certain Ratio: Mickey Way (The Candy Bar)
  • Durutti Column: For Belgian Friends

Yashar (John Robie Remix) by Cabaret Voltaire is Fac 82. Cabaret Voltaire released just this single 12" for Factory. 

Genius by Quando Quango is Fact 137. Quando Quango were formed in Rotterdam by Mike Pickering with Hillegonda Rietveld and Reinier Rietveld with former ACR singer Simon Topping joining on percussion. 

All At Once by Stockholm Monsters is Fac 107. Stockholm Monsters are the best band to come out of Burnage. 

Looking From A Hilltop (Megamix) by Section 25 is Fac 108, released in 1984, and still sounds like the future. It was produced by Donald Johnson of ACR and Bernard Sumner of New Order as Be Music. 

Reach For Love by Marcel King is FBN 43, released in 1985, and should have been number one in every country in the world. Also produced by Bernard Sumner and Donald Johnson. 

Mickey Way (The Candy Bar) by A Certain Ratio is Fac 168 from 1986. It was also on the album Force, ACR's last album for Factory (Fact 166). 

For Belgian Friends is by Durutti Column and first appeared on A Factory Quartet, Fact 24, in 1980 and then on Valuable Passages, a Durutti Column compilation from 1986 Fac 164. Donald Johnson plays drums. Vini Reilly is one of the true geniuses to be found on Palatine Road during the period. He still lives nearby. 

Saturday, 4 November 2023

Saturday Live

Back in January I started this series of posts featuring live gigs and sessions with a 1992 performance by Verve at Camden Town Hall, a band who conjured up an expansive psychedelic guitar experiment- four young, thin men from the wilds of Wigan with suede jackets, scuffed boots and long straggly hair, playing in the outer reaches. This is in the pre- The Verve days, just Verve. There's another long form clip on Youtube of the band a year later at London Astoria, recorded for late night music TV programme The Beat on a Monday night in October 1993. There are fours songs played from what was clearly a longer, full length gig- Star Sail, Slide Away, Virtual World and Blue. 


It is, and this isn't a word I like to use often, epic stuff, from the time of their first album, the psyche/ shoegaze/ indie masterpiece A Storm In Heaven. In the twenty minutes shown here the four men play from within a bubble of noise crated by Nick McCabe's guitar and pedals, an atmospheric and engulfing stormcloud of feedback, notes, distortion and melody. The drums, bass and Richard's vocals all come from within that, the four elements in some kind of perfect balance. 

After I posted Verve at Camden Town Hall I was gifted a bundle of early demos and recordings which included these two versions of Slide Away. The first was I think recorded in Wigan in 1990, very lo fi and with a peeling wail of feedback running through it as Simon Jones' bass rumbles away with that familiar undertow groove. 


Slide Away Demo #2

The song eventually came out in September 1993, on 7" and 12" and CD single. The video has our intrepid starsailors lost in the wilderness a long way from home. 



Friday, 3 November 2023

Sabresonic At Thirty Tonight

Tonight at The Golden Lion in Todmorden, Sabresonic at 30, a celebration of Sabres of Paradise's 1993 album with a Q&A in the pub with not one but two former Sabres, Jagz Kooner and Gary Burns, from 7.30pm (hosted by me, which would have had twenty three year old me in 1993 scratching his head and wondering how the fuck that turn of events came about). After the Q&A/ listening party, Jagz is DJing, playing a set partly inspired by the sounds that inspired Sabresonic. It should be quite a party, it's free and if you're in the vicinity it would be lovely to see you there. The Q&A is being filmed so there's a possibility I may share it here at some point, depending on how much I can bear to watch myself hosting an interview in front of a crowd. 

This was a Sabres track that didn't get a vinyl release until a re- issue in 2018. Lick Wid Nit Wit originally came out on Volume, a CD/ book/ magazine series. This is full of typically '93 Sabres sounds, dub techno pitched somewhere between the club and home with punchy kick drums, rimshots, rolling hand drums, acres of echo, a big dubby bassline and a melodica solo in the middle that nods towards Wilmot.

Lick Wid Nit Wit

Thursday, 2 November 2023

Clear And Present

One of the joys of the in car mp3 player in shuffle mode is those totally unexpected tracks thrown up on the journey to and from work. Last week, out of the digital ether, it filled the car with the sounds of Paperclip People...

Clear And Present

The car's speakers struggled with that bass but as soon as those synths jump in the rattle and distortion was overcome by the magnificence of Carl Craig's 1996 masterpiece, The Secret Tapes Of Dr. Eich (an album he revisited and remastered in 2012 which is where this version is from). Carl blurs the lines on the twelve tracks between the gritty bounce and thump of nightclub music, the more clinical, scientific world of Detroit techno and the propulsive good times of disco. On most of the tracks the techno wins. Dynamics and science fiction techno pushed to the edges that demands to be played loud- steam hisses of hi hat, glorious long synth chords, thumping drums, sub bass. 

Wednesday, 1 November 2023

Eighties Gig Double Feature

I've been to two gigs recently, both a little unexpectedly, both 80s pop stars making hay while the sun shines. Last Friday I went to Buxton Opera House with my brother to see Lloyd Cole, touring with two Commotions in his band and playing a career spanning set. Buxton Opera House is a beautiful Edwardian venue, a proper theatre with stalls, circles, drinks orders taken for the interval and no alcohol served during the performances and as a result feels very civilised and not especially rock 'n' roll. Lloyd appears solo at first with acoustic guitar and is then joined by Commotions Neil Clark and Blair Cowan plus an outstanding female percussionist/ drummer. There are two sets with an interval and Commotions songs scattered throughout with a selection of songs from his back catalogue. 

I cannot pretend to have stuck the course with Lloyd Cole- I loved the three Commotions albums back in the 80s, Rattlesnakes and Easy Pieces especially but Mainstream too. I owned/ heard his debut solo album from 1990 and then bits and pieces along the way- but not knowing many of the songs he played doesn't stop me enjoying the show, he and they play well and he has a genuine rapport with the audience. Lloyd is very droll- after playing 1990's Undressed, a song with lines about him and her 'smoking cigarettes naked on the bare stone floor' he tells us that it's a 1990 version of him that is naked, not the 2023 one. Songs from recent albums, Guesswork and On Pain, are played along with Commotions songs- Mr Malcontent is played second song in, on acoustic guitar. As the band appear around him the sound fills out and after the interval Lloyd switches from acoustic guitar to electric bass, Neil Clark soloing on Strat. Lloyd Cole's 80s songs always seemed at least partly a guide to books, films and people you should have seen, heard and know about, lyrics peppered with Eve Marie Saint, On The Waterfront, Simone de Beauvoir, Arthur Lee and Norman Mailer, and those songs get a big reaction tonight. Are You Ready To Be Heartbroken? closes the first set in fine style with Why I Love Country Music, 2cv and Rattlesnakes already played. Minor Characters, Perfect Blue, Brand New Friend and (of course) Perfect Skin all show up in the second half, perfectly crafted 80s pop but played with forty years of experience. 1990 debut single No Blue Skies, first song after the interval, is a welcome song and encore The Young Idealists skewers youth and middle age. In the all seated environment of a Edwardian opera house, this is classy adult pop, polite and well mannered.

Are You Ready To Be Heartbroken?



The week before I accompanied my friend Darren to The Ritz to see Haircut 100, the early 80s popstars who had a hit album, Pelican West, and several big singles. Singer and guitarist Nick Heywood really doesn't look like a man over sixty and the band consists of two former Haircut 100 players (Les Nemes and Graham Jones with drummer Blair Cunningham absent due to illness), a sharp three piece brass section and percussionist, Sian Monaghan. The crowd is very much there for the songs (and for the poster boys of their youth- 'we love you Nick', one woman calls out between songs. 'We love you too', he replies).  Favourite Shirts (Boy Meets Girl), Love Plus One and Fantastic Day all get played, the choppy guitars and brass at times sounding like a pop, more polished version of Orange Juice along with Heywood's solo single Blue Hat For A Blue Day and a smattering of new songs. The encore was a frenetic version of Favourite Shirts, the 12" mix, played at the double, guitars being scrubbed as much as being strummed.