Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Lady's choice

You know me beour? She bought some records in Nottingham too.

Saint Etienne Finisterre

I think someone in the shop recommended this. I have not listened to it closely but it sounds pretty good. I notice that it has a song on it called ‘B92’ – about the popular Belgrade radio station?

Isobel Campbell & Mark Lanegan Ballad of the Broken Seas

This is a delightful country-ish record on which Campbell’s thin voice is contrasted with Lanegan’s growl to great effect. Although billed to both of them, this is essentially Isobel’s record, with the songs almost entirely being written by her. She also oversees production, and wisely chooses to hang the tracks on the music rather than her voice. But yeah, this record’s a gem, check it out man.

Sigur Ros ()

Back in the day Sigur Ros seemed very exciting, but when Irene bought their debut album (or what passed for their debut in whiteyland) it seemed a bit boring compared to their singles. So I lost interest in them. But now I am glad that my beloved has bought this, because it is great, delivering on the spectral otherworldliness their singles and early live performances promised. Deadly buzz.

Monday, June 26, 2006

Er ist nicht mehr ein Problembär


Bruno der Problembär has been killed by hunters in Bavaria.

There are unconfirmed reports of an Ursine army massing and preparing to wreak bear vengeance on the South Germans.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Virtual Glastonbury

Pretend you are at Glastonbury. Almost as exciting as the real thing. The best festival of its kind in the world.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Pop is dead, and we have killed it

BBC cancels Top Of The Pops, because no one watches it.

Sad news indeed, for anyone who remembers such things of wonder as Morrissey machine-gunning the audience or the guy from Utah Saints shouting out "Utah Saints! U-U-U-Utah Saints!" during TOTP's anti-miming campaign. Or Gary Glitter joining the domino clad Timelords for 'Doctorin' The Tardis'. And so on.

Nottingham Blues Explosion

They have some record shops in Nottingham, notably Selectadisc and Fopp. I did my best to keep them in business.

Kate Bush Aerial

You know, Kate Bush returns after years away with new album about cleaning her young fella’s kecks. It does not have the far-reaching madness of her earlier works, yet it is rather engaging. I struggle to remember any of the individual tunes (bar the washing machine one and the pi one), but the record washes over me oceanically when I listen to it, so on balance I will judge this a HIT.

The Fall 50,000 Fall Fans Can't Be Wrong

They were playing The Fall in Fopp while we were in there, I had had a little drink, and this little puppy was the result. And this is not even the record they were playing. This covers the band’s career from its earliest days to the relatively recent past. One thing I was struck by was how relatively stable the line-up was for a long period of time, with essentially the same people being in the band from the mid-1980s until the New York unpleasantness. This contrasts with the perception I had had of the Fall having a line-up that changed every week or two.

It was nice to renew my acquaintance with ‘Totally Wired’, though it’s a pity that neither ‘I’m Into CB’ nor ‘Who Makes The Nazis’ made the cut. And where’s ‘Glam Packet’? And all those other songs?

Cornershop Hold On, It Hurts

Bought so that I can complete the Cornershop album set on teh iPod. This is their first full album, still rather guitar heavy but with occasional twinges of sitary stuff or Wiija spoken word. I have always loved it, and demand satisfaction from anyone who asserts that ‘Born Disco, Died Heavy Metal’ era Cornershop somehow represents a time before they chose quality.

Joy Division Substance

Again, iPod fodder. Also, my vinyl copy skips on the odd track. My new theory on Joy Division is that people go on about Ian Curtis too much. Great as he is, he is not what makes the band, and Joy Division is at its least interesting on songs (like ‘Atmosphere’) which hang solely on his voice. You really see the converse on tracks like ‘Dead Souls’, where Curtis is almost irrelevant to the track’s brooding power.

I’m still waiting for some pop slappers to cover ‘Love Will Tear Us Apart’ in the style it deserves.

Ramones [first album]

The first couple of listenings had me thinking that this was grand but that all the songs really do sound the same. I’ve got into it more since then and started to realty get off on tracks like ‘53rd & 3rd'… man, being a psychotic rent boy in mid 70s New York, that must have been cool.

v/a Keeping The Faith: a Creation Records Dance compilation

What, fifteen years late I get a copy of this popular Creation Records dance compilation? This is great fun, featuring many of your favourite tunes, including the Jazz Butcher Conspiracy’s cover of ‘We Love You’, Terry Farley’s mix of ‘Loaded’, the dancey mix of ‘Soon’, and much much more. I like it.

“Charley Says”

This being a two DVD sets of public information films. It was nice to be frightened once more by old favourites like that one where the spectral figure lures children to their deaths in canals, or to marvel again at the extreme seriousness of the “Think Bike!” guy. There were also some I’d forgotten, like the water safety one with the grim voice over “She survived. You drowned”. What was it with the 1970s, were people always falling into stagnant pools of water?

The overall effect, though, of endless ads about people getting run over by cars is to generate a fear of leaving the house. But of course, you’re not safe there either, given that you could accidentally burn the place down around you. Blimey.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Olive Skin, Blood Mouth

My old flatmate Gavin Kostick has written another play. It's called Olive Skin, Blood Mouth and is based on Ovid's Metamorphoses. It's on in the Project next week and is being performed by students from the Gaiety School of Acting. So expect a large cast and incredibly intricate layers of subplots. More details.