It’s Saturday night and I just got laid…
An old mate with whom I have lost contact with for a many a year mailed me today: “Hi, I know you live not that far from the Costa Brava, let’s meet up there. I’ve booked tickets for this”. He’s a great chap who has obviously still not realised that when we shared a flat the mysterious disappearance of all his Santana albums was not down to that druggie chap next door. Help, the concert starts at 10pm !!!
Fascinating article about an album I love and revere. However I must admit that despite playing it, oh, roughly 17634 times I could not have quoted that first verse at the head of the page. Are those really the lyrics? Is it just one of those albums that wash over you in its magnificence or have I the retentive powers of a butterfly as my Spanish Teacher in my 1963 school report so memorably informed my concerned but unsurprised parents?
Fill it in…
Sunday night in Shoreham-by-Sea
Tired of yet another review of some sad prog rockers trying to persuade you to spend £356 on a Stephen Wilson remix? Why not celebrate the first day is Spring instead – on The Island this has been on constant rotation today.
300 dollars for 3 days, tempting?
“A refrain and your spidey sense starts tingling”
Seem to recall this clip was on here recently but , seriously, is this the absolute definitive pinnacle of live concert footage? Other opinions will be considered then dismissed…
“A coin forever spinning in the air”
My love grows like a dandelion grows….
A friend is a real fan of Duran Duran – are you?
I happened upon this old gem which got me to thinking how under appreciated the land from down under is in the musical spectrum. Let’s hear it for the Bruce’s and Sheila’s!
This fascinating article (fascinating even if a lot of the references whooshed over my head) got me thinking: what’s the single most important game-changing event in the history of Pop Music?
Was it Elvis joining The Army or John meeting Paul or Dylan turning electric or Beyonce shaking her booty or Illegal Downloading or…..??
I am a mere conduit…
I was kinda disappointed when Jason Isbell’s excellent but not great album won our annual poll. But now I give you the proper No1 – Larkin Poe’s “Peach”: 10 tracks, 31 minutes long, two rather attractive women playing them blues – perfect!
Any other late entrants to the Album of 2017 Ball?
I’m guessing that Bri has been booted off the Blog given the lack of psychedelic ramblings greeting us each morning? I know his last post re “What have women ever done for us?” bordered, if not downright exploded into, offensiveness and that he has had repeated warnings about multiple postings but can someone from the Admin Office confirm if he has indeed been banned? Like everyone on here I marvel at the work our Admins do (apart from the brown envelopes stuffed full of cash each month, unpaid work too) and I have no wish to get into any debate about the rights or wrongs of any decision that may or may not have been made by them but I think we should know, in the broadest of detail if necessary, what went on?
Who is the Michael Stipe guy – nothing from the first 6 albums??
….the lack of reviews on here. I remember the good old times when every second thread was a review of a new release by an old band. These days it’s all political shenanigans and other non-review bollox. We need to stand firm otherwise this blog will become some sort of forum where hapless losers exchange sad tales of when they lost their virginity (as if) or the first time they saw The Clash. There’s new releases by old bands every single day – what are you waiting for?
What record/track did you last listen to – whether currently playing, last night, whenever? Across the, shall we say, diverse convergence of AW taste can we at least share a genre nevermind, miracle of miracles, the same artist? No idea why I’m playing this over my egg & Soldiers (apart from the obvious fact Lady W loves it) but there you go…
The greatest minds have tried and failed to devise a competition in which we can be sure The Evil That Is Google is not involved. So here we are! Are You Ready!
1. How old was Mooche when he was first imprisoned?
2. Does HP live in a. Thailand b. Newton Abbott c. Tomintoul (a clue – the answer is none of the above)
3. What was Gary doing in the toilets in Kings Cross Station last Wednesday?
Answers by pm please, winners (to be fair to our global mates) will be announced sometime
The prize? Why a weekend in The Languedoc at Chateau Wrongness, of course (looking forward to seeing you, Mini)
What does it sound like?:
A late summer evening in 1978. A softly-spoken Liverpudlian DJ “Yet another listener writes in, a Mr Wrongness from Norfolk. Mr Wrongness says “ I think God Save The Queen is the best single since Jailhouse Rock and whilst I never want to listen to Yes or Ten Years After ever again what’s so bad about playing the odd Grateful Dead track?” A long pause. “Well listeners I promise I will never play a Grateful Dead track on my show again. Now, the next one from The Fall, another 92 from them later….” Have I ever played a Fall track all the way through? I fear not – that voice, an ever-changing band, that voice. When last did I actually listen to anything, by The Fall – early nineties perhaps? It is therefore obvious, at least to me, I am just the man to help my old mate Bargepole out. I accept the daunting task of reviewing “The Fall Singles” but obviously I still have not been forgiven – seven, count ‘em, seven cds drop into my box that same evening. 41 years and during that time sixty-six, count ‘em, sixty six different band » Continue Reading.
When my friend writes on here he doesn’t seem to have the ability/facility to include bold, italics, strikethrough etc in his always-interesting posts or reviews. Even if he copies and pastes his piece from Google Docs or from a Mac he still loses bold, italics etc. when it appears here. Any advice for my friend (that doesn’t include “stop posting”) ?
It’s been (at least) twenty years since Neil Young released a wholly satisfactory album. I like Neil a lot, not in the same way I once loved Dylan but , you know, he’s like a friend, a really good friend, who messes around with you but he’s still a really good friend. And now we have “Hitchhiker”. One night in 1976 armed only with “booze, weed and cocaine” Young, producer David Briggs and friend Dean Stockwell sat down in a Malibu studio. The next morning they had an album brimming over with absolute gems, nary a false step except maybe a stoned stumble, a missed chord here and there, a few misshapen, forgotten lyrics. Most of the songs (only two “new” on here) appear on later albums (like Powderfinger without the raging guitar but amazingly all the better for it) but here we have testament to what one guy and one guitar can do: stripped-down songs, fragile yet powerful singing and most startling of all – in one take, in one night a perfect album. One day soon when my initial euphoria has calmed down somewhat I will try and post a proper review. In the meantime my question is » Continue Reading.
I’m pretty sure at least two others on here are also going to see Jason in Brighton in October. Fancy a pre-concert drink?