One of the reasons I retired from Admin duties on this site was to free up some time for my career in rock and pop..so just to let you know I’m using my spare time productively! My band are called Nightdubbing (and yes, that name was inspired by the great Leee John and co!) which is myself and my longtime DJ partner in crime Carl. The first LP is ‘Frontline’ – it’s a dancey electronic kind of thing, there’s a bit of everything in there really – bit of Britfunk, House, electro, a bit of Disco, a bit of post-punk funk industrial horn parping and even a bit of ghostly Boards of Canada style spookiness. We love it – and we’ve had a couple of great reviews including one in the new edition of Electronic Sound magazine and Piccadilly Records in Manchester have made us a Pick of the week and given us an amazing write up “A modern classic” they say..and who am I to argue. Anyway if you fancy a listen it’s up on Spotify and Apple music » Continue Reading.
The Ruby Lounge, Manchester
The Blue Aeroplanes are one of those bands I’ve always been aware of but never really investigated properly but they’ve hovered in my peripheral vision all these years since I first started paying attention to all things Indie and John Peel in the mid 80s. I had a couple of records and remember enjoying their TV appearances with the combination of spoken word vocals, Wojtek’s excellent dance moves and the multiple guitar frenzy. I got talking to a diehard fan a couple of years ago who convinced me I should definitely see them next time they came to town.
The threat of ‘Snowmageddon’ hasn’t prevented a very decent turnout and from the first bar of the (current) 7-piece line up I know this is going to be good. The imposing, perma-sunglasses wearing figure of Gerard Langley (supposedly the subject of REM’s ‘Losing My Religion’) warns that this won’t be a nostalgia trip and sure enough the set is largely drawn from their new LP ‘Welcome Stranger!’ – fortunately it’s a truly excellent record and the new tunes are just as warmly received as old classics like ‘Yr Own World’ which is » Continue Reading.
Author:Brian Wilson with Ben Greenman
This is Brian’s second attempt at an Autobiography. ‘Wouldn’t It be Nice’ released in 1996 was a rip-roaring read at the time and I remember borrowing it from the library. It was an extraordinary and gripping story – an unflinching account of his horrendous childhood, a dizzying ride to fame and equally dizzying fall from grace and recovery. This was pretty much pre-Internet and I had no reason to doubt that Dr Eugene Landy had saved Brian’s life and that Brian was now as lucid and funny as he had been in 1966 and not only did he make beautiful music he had a real knack with an anecdote. He had emerged from 20 years of sweet insanity with all his marbles intact. Basically a Californ-aye-ay Shane MacGowan but with better teeth.
During the 00s, as Brian properly re-emerged into public life it transpired that the original book was very much (ghostwriter) Todd Gold putting wordy vocabulary and flowery turns of phrase into Brian’s mouth that belied his monosyllabic interviews, using stories from his own research rather than Brian’s own recollections and including an awful lot of praise for Dr Landy and his…ahem..unique approach » Continue Reading.
Mr Partridge is always good value in interviews and here’s an epic two hours of Podmax with Swindon’s potato shaped pop genius. Focus is on the Skylarking box set and the interviewer seems obsessed with the (really not very good) ‘Dear God’ but it’s a great listen all the same. Worth admission for his Sting impersonation, and Todd Rundgren gets a good-natured but merciless shoeing (only fair after the rock Munster dished it out to Andy via Marc Maroon’s podcast). @Colin-h of this parish will be thrilled at Partridge’s choice of Desert Island Disc (clue…it’s not Sham 69)
If you haven’t already do watch the aptly named UB40 documentary ‘Promises and Lies’ on the BBC iPlayer. If you haven’t seen it **SPOLIERS!**
It’s extraordinary viewing – unlike most other BBC4 docs it’s not really a celebration of their music. In fact what is startling is just how good the early stuff is, and just naff it gets as they get into Labour of Love series and basically make it their business to water down classic reggae hits for mass consumption. However, as the music gets slicker and more Cod-Reggae the more globally huge they become and therein lies the problem.
Both sides of the UB40 divide contribute so we hear from the ‘official’ UB40 led by Robin Campbell and then Ali’s ‘UB40’ which now includes Astro and Mickey Virtue who have defected to his side. In spite of global megastardom and years of selling out enormodomes and selling gazzilions of LPs and CDs everyone concerned is in seriously reduced circs. Nobody seems to know where the UB40 millions went and both sides of grown men in their late 50s (brothers and lifelong friends) are at each others throats very publicly over who has the right to be » Continue Reading.
It’s a much derided term but when I were a lad ‘Indie’ meant something. It meant operating outside the normal confines of the music industry, DIY, grass roots and the freedom to make a fearsome racket of your own making – even if only Peel and ten people in Rafters, or Northhampton Roadmenders or the Rayleigh Pink Toothbrush got to hear it. These days it’s a catch-all for any band with a guitar, some ‘vintage’ amps and an aversion to a comb. Hence, just up the road from the venue at the Manchester Enormodome the very popular Blossoms who make claims to be ‘Indie’ (and dearly want to be the next Stone Roses) are playing support to Busted and Robbie Williams at a Xmas extravaganza. You’d never catch Bogshed or Tallulah Gosh doing that would you? Or The Stone Roses for that matter.
Meanwhile, here in Gorilla this is more like it. No corporate sponsored faux-Indie bollocks in here. It’s slowly filling up with a mixture of groovy young things in skinny jeans, earnest looking students, a few old punks, middle aged gig diehards like me and the ever present Fat Alex (Manchester’s » Continue Reading.
Granada Studios, Manchester
I’ve always been more of a gig goer than a clubber and I’m certainly not one for going out past midnight these days – I prefer to be off the street before public transport shuts down and it goes a bit Pete Tong out there. However, I’m also a long term fan of Rochdale’s version of Kraftwerk, and in spite of the fact that they’re older than me and make fiendishly complicated music that is impossible to dance to they still insist in playing in an after hours ‘Rave’ setting rather than a regular 8-11pm gig. It’s part of their Shtick, and it’s the environment they feel most comfortable in I guess. It gets increasingly incongruous though, as the years pass and we all get older and their music moves further and further away from anything resembling ‘dance music’.
The choice of venue is intriguing though, we’re in Studio 12 at the former Granada TV Studios (future currently uncertain but next year will be the venue for the The Crystal Maze experience – “start the fans please!”) – where The Beatles played their first TV appearance, quite possibly the venue for the » Continue Reading.
Academy 1, Manchester
This gig was originally scheduled for April when Lush had just released their (excellent) new EP Blindspot and were about to embark on a victory lap around the US and European festival circuit. The wheels fell off the reunion however a few weeks ago when it was announced that debonair Bass player Phil King had decided to quit with just 3 tour dates left to go. I wasn’t sure if this gig would go ahead but they decided to call in the help of Michael Conroy (of 4AD Labelmates Modern English) and honour the Manchester gig – so by accident rather than design this has become their farewell performance.
A final, boozy shindig in a Camden venue packed to the gunwhales with ex music journalists and faded 90s hellraisers would have been more fitting. Instead Lush end their career in freezing cold barn in Manchester in far too big a venue a long way from the ‘Scene’ that once ‘Celebrated itself’. I don’t spy any former members of Chapterhouse or Th’ Faith Healers or any former NME/Sounds hacks. Miki later quips that her own daughter has skipped her Mum’s last gig in order » Continue Reading.
It’s fair to say I was no fan of Britpop. Yes I accept it was a ‘thing’, it’s true you couldn’t go anywhere in Manchester without hearing Oasis blaring out of every shop/pub – I saw them live supporting The Boo Radleys(!) and they were very good but I soon tired of them (unlike The Boos who are due a reappraisal sometime). I’ve no great nostalgia for the mid 90s. It annoys the feck out of me every time I hear certain music hacks of the era going on about what a great time it was and how we were all coked off our noggins at the Good Mixer listening to Blur, Pulp, Oasis, Ocean Colour Scene, Sleeper, Mensw@ar and *nothing else* – I don’t know about you but I wasn’t listening to any of that stuff by choice. I got talking to a mate the other day about what we were listening to while studiously avoiding Powder or indeed anything Chris Evans was ‘bigging up’ and I’ve made a playlist of what I can remember circa 1994 to 1997 – so what were you listening to?
The Ritz, Manchester
I go back with these guys, and it’s fair to say they’ve played the long game. 12 years and 6 LPs in, they have never been short of good reviews and plaudits but it’s nice to see this is now also translating into radio airplay, record sales and bums on seats -thanks to the success of ‘Commontime’, their strongest LP to date. This is by far the biggest venue I’ve seen them play, and they make the best of the additional space on stage by adding a percussionist, string players and a horn section. The sound mix is excellent and the songs benefit from the additional instrumentation. FM are perfectly capable of rocking the house with a more minimal setup, but nevertheless it’s a joy to hear the songs in glorious Technicolor with gratuitous Sax and Violins.
The Brewis brothers keep the self-deprecating banter short in order to cram in a set largely drawn from the new LP but bringing in lots of choice cuts from their, already bulging, back catalogue such as Them that do Nothing, A House is not a Home, Measure, A New Town and debut single Shorter Shorter. » Continue Reading.
As promised, I’ve finished a job which I promised I’d finish before I exited as Admin of this site which was to create a sort of Afterword Guide so y’all could create an entry for bands, Artists and I guess film makers, authors, comic book series or whatever else floats yr boat. It’s called Afterwiki.
I’ve made a pilot episode -about my favourite band, Wire. Regardless of whether you like what I’ve written or whether you like the subject – Let me know what you think of the format – are the questions right? – could we ditch some, do we need to add some? Let me know, add yr comments here. Ta!
The lowdown on Wire
Wire were bracketed with Punk but in fact they had more in common with Roxy Music, Eno, Art Rock bands like This Heat and a psych-rock edge too. Signed to the Harvest Label, more than one commentator referred to them as ‘The Punk Floyd’.
Wire’s debut album Pink Flag is, on a surface level, the most recognisably ‘Punk’ sounding record of their career. It crams 21 tracks onto two sides of Vinyl and is something of a novelty in having several songs which last less than 1 minute – the shortest being ‘Field Day for the Sundays’ which in spite of it’s 28 second duration somehow feels fully formed. Their M.O. at the time was that when the ‘Text’ (as Wire like to call lyrics) finished, then so should the song -perhaps catching their audience mid-pogo.
Their first 3 albums on Harvest are essential listening. Chairs Missing veers from the absurdist Tiswas/dance-craze of ‘I Am The Fly’ to the pop perfection of ‘Outdoor Miner’. 154 is perhaps their early masterpiece – at one point a Cor Anglais appears and there are nods toward King Crimson, Gentle Giant and Van Der Graaf Generator – » Continue Reading.
What does it sound like?:
It’s fair to say The Orb are going through a bit of late-period flourish at the moment. Following a series of low key releases, and curious but wobbly hook-ups with Dave Gilmour and Lee Scratch Perry, Last year’s ‘Moonbuilding 2073 AD’ saw The Orb return to doing what they do best – extended ambient deep-space exploration in their own sound world. This new release sees them pretty much dispense with beats -In fact this is the most ambient thing they’ve actually ever done. Beats and loping bass grooves do emerge from time to time, popping their head above the melange of samples, melodic loops and crackling Vinyl static but it never veers into full-blown dance tracks like on, say, U.F.Orb. Largely put together from loops and found sounds gathered on their recent tours, they’re also joined by Roger Eno on two tracks and long-time Orb collaborator Youth joins Dr.Alex and Thomas on a couple of numbers too.
What does it all *mean*?
This is a thoroughly delightful listen. Lots of people make music like this nowadays but nobody quite does it like T’Orb. If anything, my only complaint is I’d like it to be » Continue Reading.
..or the Psychfest as it’s known is now a well-established event in the Liverpool music calendar – and an entirely fitting event for a city that has always been curiously steeped in Psychedelia before that even existed as a concept – when the HJH’s made Strawberry Fields they were channeling something that was already in the water > the overgrown boulevards of the once affluent crumbling suburbs, epic Mersey sunsets, the early 60s bohemian art world from which Stu Sutcliffe emerged, the Leylines that converge on Matthew Street, my face among them….kissing the tortoise shell all bound for Mu Mu land….and you know the rest.
Anyway the festival lands this weekend at the Camp & Furnace in the (still quite weird) Baltic Triangle – with the likes of Super Furry Animals, The Horrors, Demdike Stare, Silver Apples, Ultimate Painting, Gwenno, Cavern of Anti Matter and tons more there to bend minds into the wee small hours.
Not sure if there are any tx left but If you are going, do come up and visit the pop-up record shop which is being operated by my pals at Dig Vinyl and I’ll be hovering around “helping” sell records and » Continue Reading.
I know there are a few bands and musicians on here who have put out their own stuff. I’ve got a Vinyl and CD release (which we’ve funded ourselves) sitting in a long queue at a pressing plant but I’m currently looking for a digital distributor to get the music onto Spotify, Apple Music as well as the digital download stores. I’m also looking at how to sort out publishing, and trying to get my head around the complex world of PPL/MCPS/PRS etc.
I’ve seen services like TuneCore and the (rather anachronistic sounding) CdBaby which not only do all that but claim to sort out radio royalties, clawing back the pennies from YouTube etc. I’ve also been looking at State51 who deal with some very high profile acts and labels but also offer their digital services to amateur musicians too, although they don’t do the publishing and royalty stuff. Would be very grateful for any advice and experience from the musicians and band members among the Massive.
If you haven’t already checked out the excellent Bigmouth Podcast you really should – especially if you're a former Word Magazine reader as it's helmed by the great Andrew Harrison and Matt Hall formerly of that parish and regularly features former Word scribes “kicking the tires of pop culture”. They now also have a WordPress website as well like what we do. P.S. I note the URL is 'BigMouthMag' – does that mean another online crossover to print is proposed? – or at least some sort of online media thingy? As noted in my previous post Louder Than War and Electronic Sound have translated nicely to thick paper stock and printing press. I’ve noted the odd comment on The Quietus suggesting changes are afoot too – what can that mean? Interesting times – I’m all for progress but I also feel we’re in a process of rebuilding things we perhaps unwittingly let the internet vaporise in the last 10 years – so now we have record shops reopening, new music magazines starting up, bands without record deals (who really should have record deals) crowdfunding albums – and at present time if you » Continue Reading.
If I was going to spend over 300 quid on a Vinyl Box Set (which I am not), I’d like it in a nicer box than this. This looks like one of those cheap CD compilations you find in a motorway services. Rotten photo, tacky typeface, no relevance to the design aesthetic of any of the album artwork and Mick looks like he’s had an allergic reaction to something. I know Stones reissues have a bit of a chequered history so I hope for anyone who is shelling out for this, or the CD edition, that the remastering, pressing, sleeve reproduction are much much better realised than the big box they come in. It will all kick off on SuperDeluxeEdition.com if it’s not – and they’ve been instrumental in getting all sorts of mastering errors and cock-ups corrected in the past – albeit hassling some poor intern at UMG over some oversight to do with Thompson Twins or Nik Kershaw reissues so not sure if they’ll cut any ice with ABKCO (always amazed they still exist as an organisation – do they have a big picture of the Ron Decline on the wall I wonder?)
Pugwash are ace. I first saw them at one of the first Word in Your Ear gigs, which was the first time I met the lovely Hannah and a few of you here as well as Mark Ellen and David Hepworth and also Dave Gregory from XTC who played a couple of numbers with them. I had a good chat with Thomas Walsh after the gig who was just a fecking legend and gave me most of the back catalogue to take home and I’ve been a firm fan ever since. Their most recent LP ‘Play This Intimately (As if Among Friends)’ is a thing of perfectly crafted wonderment and they’re currently on tour. They may well be coming to your town – so if you’re near Hebden Bridge, Leicester, Frome, Dundee, Hayfield go see ’em. P.S. They’re also playing Glasgow and somewhere called Islington. Some US dates too. Do not miss.
The Word Magazine (from whence we came) is an increasingly distant memory, Mojo and Uncut are chasing each other around the ever-decreasing circles of ‘canonical Rock’, the NME is reduced to a glorified advertorial freesheet for clothing brands, and yet even in the racks of my smalltown WHSmith there appear to be…loads of music magazines. Q and Mojo now fight for space with Shindig, Vive Le Rock, Classic Pop, Classic Rock, Prog, Clash, as well as diehards like Kerrang!, the revitalised Record Collector and The Wire.
I bought two newish titles recently and they’re rather good, and interestingly both are paper versions of already well established online incarnations. John Robb’s ‘Louder Than War’ is quite charming and colourful, a throwback to Select Magazine or Vox – some of the writing is a bit wobbly (the Brian Jonestown interview is incomprehensible) and past issues have seemed a bit too in thrall to meat n’ potatoes Indie, but when did you last see Dinosaur Jr on the front of a music magazine? Best of the bunch is Electronic Sound, it is a thing of beauty – boldly putting Bob Moog on the cover and a list of acts that » Continue Reading.
The Ruby Lounge, Manchester
The Railway Children had a career trajectory very similar to loads of mid 80s Indie bands – like The Weather Prophets, The Mighty Lemon Drops, The Bodines et al they were signed to a hip Indie label for their first releases – in the Railway Children’s case – Factory. They were swiftly acquired by a major label (Virgin), desperate to find the next Smiths , but who didn’t have a clue what to do with them – although Railway Children did actually manage to score a Top 30 hit in the shape of the (actually rather lovely) Every Beat of the Heart. They weren’t quite ‘baggy’ enough for the Madchester scene and fell apart before Britpop and Indie guitar bands went supernova and it’s fair to say, they faded into obscurity. I loved their debut single ‘Brighter’ and the Factory album ‘Reunion Wilderness’ and have a soft spot for those later singles too – and clearly the crowd around me do too, eagerly awaiting their first Manchester gig since 1992. The opener is their Factory single ‘Brighter’ and everything is perfect – Gary Newby is in fine voice and considering it’s so » Continue Reading.
Not that long ago I could still get a bit misty eyed about the dear old NME. I’m still subscribed to their email list and this evening the latest headlines dropped into my inbox.
– Selena Gomez (nope…me neither) overtakes Justin Bieber for most-liked Instagram photo ever
– Man Quits his job to go on a two-month Pokemon Go hunt
– Taylor Swift makes surprise visit to children’s hospital in Australia
In other words, the same vapid, clickbait that is plastered over every tabloid newspaper site, every inane showbiz Twitter feed and every other godforsaken ad-funded corner of the interweb. So what’s the point of the NME existing if it’s just going to indiscriminately peddle the same airhead fodder as everyone else? It still exists as a paper thing, it’s free and is left in massive piles in your local HMV or Fopp – inside you’ll find adverts for Trainers disguised as “interviews” with Catshit & the Bottlemen or Bastille or whatever faux-Indie band is currently in vogue and gig/album reviews shorter than the photo captions they used to print.
It’s a far cry from 10,000 word essays on The Joshua Tree, Thrills ‘Believe it » Continue Reading.
Blimey this is good. If you don’t have Spotify seek out The Dowling Poole via other channels (I got the CD from HMV today so no excuses!) . They have a new record out called One Hyde Park – I’m a big Cardiacs fan so I was grabbed by the fact that the ‘Poole’ in this oufit is Jon Poole a former Cardiac – and this is wonderfully crafted, clever and imaginative guitar pop with crazy chord changes and psychedelic, soaring moments that Cardiacs fans will immediately feel at home with. Also if you like late period XTC there’s a huge dollop of Andy Patridge/Colin Moulding style wonderment in there too – only cranked up to 11. Going to see them live on Sunday – they’re also playing Huddersfield tonight and Glasgow on Saturday.
I’m very much enjoying the re-issued ‘Sulk’ by The Associates now sonically buffed up and presented on double CD with a bunch of excellent extra tracks, B-sides and demo versions. I know the singles but had never got around to getting that particular album – it is the very definition of a flawed masterpiece – the production is bizarre, busy and cluttered, there is some spectacularly bad drumming on it and even remastered it still sounds strangely murky and just sort of..wrong…and yet it also features a couple of chart hits (Party Fears Two and Country Club) and maybe the best way to hear these songs is on AM Radio half way up a ladder. It’s the sort of record that would give Steven Wilson a cold sweat, and yet it’s glorious. Makes me wonder if we worry too much about production techniques and rules about how things ‘should’ sound and should just enjoy the oddness and idiosyncrasies of records like this.
The Ritz, Manchester
The odds are stacked against this gig a bit. It’s fair to say Animal Collective’s most recent waxing ‘Painting with..’ has had mixed reviews – indeed it’s received an enormous shoeing from some quarters.
Like Artie Fufkin ‘I go back with these guys’. I caught on around the time of their 2005 album ‘Feels’ which I saw them ‘promote’ by playing an astonishing live set consisting mostly of tracks that would eventually make up the follow up ‘Strawberry Jam’ and other tracks that I’ve never heard them play since. I later saw them one of the best gigs I’ve ever seen (in the ballroom of the old Co-Op building in Manchester of all places), again playing largely unheard material which would become their breakthrough album ‘Merriweather Post Pavilion’. The success of that record, and heavy radio rotation for ‘FloriDada’ means that while AC are fair game for a kicking from the music press, they can also sell out the 1,500 capacity Ritz -in spite of the fact that they are ultimately the same idiosyncratic and downright bloody weird band I saw 10 years ago.
Support band GFOTY are the sort of » Continue Reading.
This is my third Teleman gig – I’m not actually familiar with Pete & The Pirates the band they formed from the ashes of – I get the impression by now they have eclipsed their former incarnation. This is by far their most assured performance of the three I’ve seen – not least because it would appear they have a very fine new album to promote ‘Brilliant Sanity’. The rather awkwardly named Nzca/Lines provide a decent support set of summery electro-disco that reminds of what New Order used to sound like before they concentrated on slagging each other off in music magazines. Teleman are wonderful tonight. A mate of mine has always raved about what a great singer Thomas is and tonight (helped by the excellent sound mix) I get it – it’s a great pop voice – sweet, deadpan but very musical with maybe a touch of Ray Davies grit in there – and the band are great – they can get a big Krautrock/Franz style groove going but also hold back and let the melodies shine when required. I’m also struck by the quality of songwriting – which is cut above what » Continue Reading.