Can anyone help this little fella out?
who wants to ask if you weren’t a musician what would you have done.”
Never saw this before last night and have never seen Paul Simon so genuinely delighted
Oh I’d quite like to see U2 play The Joshua Tree live this summer *dons tin helmet *
Year: 2014 Director: Andrew Horn
Perhaps it best to start with what this documentary about the rock / glam / hair metal band Twisted Sister isn’t/ It’s not ‘Anvil’ – some goofy loveable oldsters getting another crack at the big time in Tap-alike situations. It’s also not a tale of superstardom as despite running 135 minutes the film stops as the band finally sign a major US record deal and get the platinum records they have been dreaming of. That, as the closing captions note, is for another movie.
This is the story of an American bar band formed in the early 70s who spend 10 years playing shithole clubs in Long Island and New Jersey, getting an enormous devoted fanbase who would pack out 3,000 seaters week upon week with zero interest from the music business because they thought they were a joke. And for a while you could see their point – covering Bowie, Slade, Mott and Lou Reed night after night can only get you so far and many of their ilk would be satisfied with the beer money it raised.
Led by the charismatic Dee Snider, the clichéd small town outsider who wanted to be » Continue Reading.
If you didn’t catch Charlie Brooker’s 2016 Wipe last night on BBC2 – then frankly have a long hard look at how you are living your life but also you missed this little gem from cassetteboy
NB: This podcast has been delayed due to serious sound issues. This 20 minute section may be the only salvageable bit and Twang has done a fine job to bring this greatly entertaining demolition to you.
So Dogfacedboy asked for people to listen to albums that they haven’t listened to before for purely childish or petty reasons. This episode details Mr Ganglesprocket grappling with Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band’s ‘Darkness Of The Edge Of Town’ alongside equally reticent listener FentonSteve. Trying to explain why you like hate something is always tricky but we give it a bloody good go.
There is no wrong or right , DFB the true believer doesn’t attempt a counter argument perhaps because he’s enjoying MrG’s rant far too much.
Just in time for soundtracking your present wrapping – and as it’s Springsteen you better have a lot to wrap – the final show of 2009’s “Working On A Dream” tour has been made available
Notable for complete performance of Greetings From Asbury Park and the final appearance of Clarence Clemons with the EStreet Band.
Merry Christmas, baby
The Green Note, Camden Town
Well I was kindly given guest list to this intimate shindig in glittering London with a glittery backdrop for an every changing line-up. Not to review it as some kind of incentive but because The Magic Numbers are v nice people. After a long day at work I wasn’t 100% I would be able to make it. That would have been a BIG mistake.
Romeo Stodart and Ren Harvieu set the mood perfectly with a delicate ‘Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas’ before sister Michelle and Rae Husbandes previewed tunes from their recent collaborative writing adventures. The night then fell into a cover-tastic delight with tip of the hat to Len by Ren with ‘Chelsea Hotel’ , a suitably seasonable ‘River’ and the Christmas treat of ‘Cowgirl In The Sand featuring Bernard Butler pulling off a great Youngian solo.
Mr Butler’s sometime long-time musical collaborator David McAlmont was in the house (The Magic Numbers served as support and part of band on the 2016 M&B tour) and we got a belter of a set. ‘You Do’, the timeless space love song ‘Falling’, a shake ya booty ‘Bring It Back’ from their » Continue Reading.
16 years gone and it never feels fair or right that someone so full of life should not be here for longer
Sleigh bells ring – are you listening? Its a beautiful sight and s(n)o(w) on…..
I am not the Grinch who hates Christmas or the spectre at that feast but I feel the need to do a PSA about this time of year. It’s hard.
Whether its the pressure of the season to be jolly or the endless images advertising the perfect Christmas of Mr & Mrs Smugbastard and their drooling offspring this is a really tough time for many people. Some of who you may know very well or might actually be. It could be SAD, the decreased daylight hours, the cold snap and it could just be that what ails you all year round seems particularly intense in winter
I had the cause to call The Samaritans helpline three times this week – although I could have been more if I had been braver – after feeling myself spinning out of control. After what felt like hours sobbing in a heap, wracked with pain and loneliness at my depressive state I needed to talk to someone. It really didn’t matter who. I didn’t choose a friend not because they would not be of help or comfort but because I » Continue Reading.
Those merry scamps Adam & Joe are reuniting on the NFT stage in London this THursday (15th) and I have a spare ticket for this instant sell out event
If you’d like to go see them arse about on stage and talk nonsense nonsense nonsense then get in touch
Mr Dogfacedboy meets up with one of his favourite people in the world – singer songwriter Kathryn Williams in London. They shoot the shit about the myriad projects she has simmering away as well as reflecting on the Child Refugee benefit last Friday at Union Chapel which is reviewed elsewhere on the site.
Matters discussed include – (Not) smoking a fag with Charlotte Church – her new album with jazz musician Anthony Kerr “Resonator”, upcoming reissues, book soundtracks and why she is so damned in demand these days. Paxman this ain’t – we just chatting innit?
Plus why she is playing a gig in support of Jeremy Corbyn next week.
This podcast includes a performance of that old Christmas classic ‘Silent Night’ with Teddy Thompson at Queen Elizabeth Hall, London in 2011.
http://kathrynwilliams.co.uk/ for all the news n pics
Friends of the blog Mr Bob and Miss Katy AKA The Disappointment Choir have a new song just into time for your letters to Santa. I’m sure that their ‘A Pretty Good Christmas’ is a staple of your seasonal listening well you can add ‘Winter Hill’ to yer play lists.
It’s also in aid of the Young Minds mental health charity so buying it can give you a warm glow like a bottle of finest malt whiskey.
For non locals Winter Hill is a prominent hilltop from which you can view the Thames Valley stretching from Marlow with it’s wrecked bridge to the heights of High Wycombe. It also happened to be ‘make-out point’ when I were a teenage werewolf. This was of course in the days when dogging was just a glint in a perverts eye. So when the pair revealed the title it set off memories that perhaps were not as wistful and ethereal as the song suggests.
Songs about peculiarly local areas thou – you got any?
The Union Chapel, Islington
The Flying Seagull Project bring laughter and smiles to the lives of children across the world through clowning, games, songs and silliness including the shattered lives of Syrian refugees across Europe.
Tonight’s benefit curated by Ed Harcourt had such a great atmosphere from the off. A short stand up set from Simon Munnery aka League Against Tedium was a Catherine wheel of gags, sparking, flying in all directions, too fast to catch them all and his Churchillian speech about headlice resulted in a similarly surreal heckle of a man in the audience handing him a nit comb.
The first half was a feast of talent as singing sisters Lock sweetly suggested snogging in the cinema, Kathryn Williams & Anthony Kerr bought the room to hushed standstill with a bewitching ‘I’m A Fool To Want You’ from their album of jazz standards. Tom McRae and Romeo Stodart of The Magic Numbers were similarly soft but devastating with Tom delivering an ace version of ‘The Ghost Of Tom Joad’ – an appropriate protest ditty for the night.
The second half was augmented by Ed on johanna and all female string section ‘Dirty » Continue Reading.
Whilst I was on my annual Irish Roadtrip I had a good afternoon watching the Criterion Blu-Ray of ‘Don’t Look Back’, all scrubbed up again – never looked better and with sound taken from the original tapes for which they had to reconstruct a player as they were on a format used for about 5 minutes in 1965.
One thing that jumps out at you in the much clearer conversations is that after Donny plays his rather slight little ditty , he actually ASKS Bob to play ‘It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue’ which of course puts a completely different spin on events. I was trying to work out who Bob is addressing his sly looks to on his right as he sings ie away from Donovan.
If anyone is wavering about double (or triple / quadruple) dipping for this new edition I’d say go for it. The extras from previous edition are pretty much intact and new interviews with Pennebaker, Nerwirth, Greil Marcus and others including Patti Smith illuminating plus some extra out-take bits and bobs I hadn’t seen before.
Currently several retailers are doing 2 for 25 quid on Criterion title so its £14 most places but why » Continue Reading.
Another call for podcast help if you fancy taking part.
After spending last weekend devouring The Man In The High Castle I’ d like to do a loose podcast on alternate history and counterfactuals which can also take in historical novels. Similar vibe to our post apocalyptic cast
Gaming – retro n new
Another Round Table where each person brings a track that they think everyone should love too
And possibly a Xmas one hosted by me and Twang where anyone can pop in and let us know best/ worst of the year in records, films,TV, gigs, books, shit that happened etc
As always any suggestions welcome etc
That is the sound of a gauntlet being thrown to the floor. I would ask any fellow nutcases to join me in reviewing individual nights from the 36 CD box set. Don’t cheat and do Manchester. I’ll kick us off with Paris 24th May 1966 (CDs 26&27)
There are a few reasons why I picked to listen to this show first. Not only because it’s one that hasn’t escaped in any form before now but cos it was played on his 25th birthday after a week of being battered by British audiences. With a whirlwind of boos and catcalls following him across the channel, performing this show in front of a 50ft Stars and Stripes flag may have been asking for trouble.
Listening to the show is fascinating as it appears that the acoustic set is where all the drama happens for a change. Dylan appears to have walked onstage with a guitar which is out of tune and spends a good section of the set retuning it. First he deals with this with sardonic humour – “my electric guitar never goes out of tune” but then as the audience start getting restless and heckling he » Continue Reading.
Year: 2016 Director: Jim Jarmusch
Sitting on a stately chair at the centre of this film about The Stooges is the most unlikely (almost) last man standing of the story is, as billed in the credits, James Osterberg as Iggy Pop – a battle scarred shit eating grinner that you could listen to all day long, Those deep honey mixed with gravel tones simply lay out the facts, m’am, with the other band members, managers and relatives filling in the blanks. Its thankfully free of irrelevant famous musician friend anecdotes or members of U2 telling you how their lives were changed.
Early footage of The Stooges is hard to come by and Jarmusch does a great job in eking it out over 2 hours, smearing it with clippings, sounds and grime. It’s a tale of more dumb luck than judgement as they attach themselves to the fertile Ann Arbor scene and the MC5 who help them get a record deal. Their first two albums are recorded in quick succession seemingly with Elektra having no idea what the hell to do with them. When they decide to drop them the guardian angel of David Bowie swoops down to save first » Continue Reading.
What does it sound like?:
On my first trip to New York in the mid 00’s I spent a lot of time in the book and record shops I hear have been swept away by gentrification and rising rates. Already a keen Bobhead I was delighted to find an original copy of ‘Genuine Live 66’ for 100 dollars which was around 60 quid.
Genuine Live 66 released by the Japanese Scorpio label in 2000 is perhaps the greatest single unofficial document of all. Housed in a deluxe box set, gatefold hard cardboard sleeves made to look like replicas of LPs, with full colour inners, pressed on “gold CDs” with Mobile Fidelity type labels, plus 3 postcards, Cd sized replicas of tour programmes, press clippings plus a fold out tour poster. It made the official Manchester set released two years previous look slapdash. Titles like ‘A NIghtly Ritual’, ‘A Children’s Crusade’ , ‘While The Establishment Burns’, ‘A Phoenix In April’ all taken from articles, reviews, rumoured unreleased songs only give the set extra class
And the music therein, maybe not for the best sources we have now but then these were just revelatory to those not in covert collectors » Continue Reading.
Let’s hope no-one nothing else gets added to this image.
Year: 1961 Director: Val Guest
I recently got 4 Blu Rays for £20 in Fopp so thought I’d review them as they are almost all new views to me.
A fresh 4K transfer from the BFI of Quatermass director, Val Guest’s apocalyptic drama, ‘The Day The Earth Caught Fire’ set in a London after two recent nuclear tests by opposing sides of the Cold War have led to climatic changes and possibly signal the end of the world as we know it. The staff of the Daily Express attempt to discover what is going on with top class investigative journalism (did I mention it was a fantasy?) as the world starts to burn.
It bears all the hallmarks of 50s60s science fiction – nuclear paranoia, a mistrust of the ruling classes and government, a slightly polemic and grandstanding screenplay (a BAFTA winning collaboration by Guest and Wolf Mankowitz) and a feeling that these mad scientists will be the death of us. What raises it above the schlock of films of this type is a more intelligent and nuanced approach which instead of showing the aftermath of a cataclysmic event gives us a sense of the world slowly falling » Continue Reading.
So I was standing at the ATM yesterday trying to remember my PIN and couldn’t but one mention of the word ‘coma’ and I can recall every lick n lyric of a 10 min+ song by hair metal behemoths
Fuck you, brain
the 36 CD motherlode is coming next week but here’s a sneak peak at what we got to look forward to.
The intro to Tom Thumb Blues from Copenhagen is wigged out
BTW Mr Clinton Heylin is doing a talk Q&A in Walthamstow on Friday 18th Nov plugging his “Judas” book (15 quid with signed copy £3 just to come listen)