I’ve been suddenly afflicted by Shingles, a codger’s ailment. I’ve been assured it will run it’s course and disappear in a few weeks. Meanwhile I have a dodgy prostate and creeping arthritis. I’m 65 so no surprise I’m a bit of a crock. It struck me that our Afterword demographic is (on average) most surely on the older side of the age spectrum. Amongst us oldies and codgerettes it is customary to compare and gripe about our ailments and age-related shortcomings, so I thought I’d start a thread that gives opportunities to do so. Or to relate and compose jokes and “funnies” about our deteriorating physical (and possibly mental) condition. Over to youse lot…
The current print issue of “Electronic Sound” (issue 23) has a 6-page feature/interview with John Foxx and also a 12-track coverdisc of his music. Also in that issue are features on Sigue Sigue Sputnik, New Order, Bentley Rhythm Ace, Hannah Peel, Max Richter, Colourbox and Cult Film Soundtracks.
When the Voyager space probes were launched, in 1977, each carried with it a gold phonograph record containing the story of Earth. An interstellar message for extraterrestrials. A special 40th Anniversary Edition 3-LP box set, on translucent gold vinyl in black ink and gold foil jackets, housed in a cloth-covered box and containing all the original audio and artwork plus download codes for everything can now be yours.
A pledge of $98 or more gets you the entire caboodle including a high-quality enamel pin of the Golden Record playing instruction diagram and a custom turntable slipmat featuring NASA/JPL-Caltech’s heliocentric view of the Voyager spacecrafts’ trajectories across the solar system). Pledges of various lesser amounts get you various lesser packages of download codes and artefacts, as detailed on the link here.
A swath of technologists and physicists believe that ‘simulation theory’ will be proved, just as it was proved that the Earth was not the center of the universe
Are they “off with the fairies” or we just collections of ones and zeroes in a universe also made of ones and zeroes?
Whadya think? And why is the Grauniad, a UK newspaper, spelling it “center”? Are we on a slippery slope to the Recycle Bin?
If you enjoy drinking the stuff, you might enjoy this documentary series which started on Tuesday on BBC2 Scotland, presented by David Hayman. We were assured, as the credits started to roll, that no livers were harmed in the making of the programme. I’m a peaty single malt drinker, myself. On those occasions when I drink the stuff. Generally my drinking consists of beer, wine or a nice G&T, although I bought a few bottles of cider this week.
Aaah! That’s better!
I like this. A rather peculiar monthly music podcast, 30 minutes in length or thereabouts. Extremely eclectic. The link voice appears to be computer-generated, like a female Marvin from HHGTTG. Comprised of songs found freely and legally on the internet. One episode I recently heard on random catchup had links which were deliberately and decidedly NSFW, so if you dislike profanity be warned.
I don’t know why this suddenly came to mind as I was standing in my kitchen making myself some toast, but many years ago my friends Rick and Liz got a pet hamster for their kids. He was named Orby, because he had large black circles around his eyes, reminiscent of Roy Orbison’s dark glasses. Roy’s somewhat hamsterish face probably assisted in Orby’s naming.
Another friend, West, had a scruffy who-knows-what/collie cross mongrel called Elvis who was completely daft. He loved travelling in cars and created a very embarrassing incident one day during the great hetwave of 1976. We were walking to the village shop along a rural lane and Elvis, presumably to cool his feet, jumped into the ditch along the side of the road, which had a few inches of water in it. Shortly after, we approached a crossroads, where a car passed us and stopped so the driver could look before continuing. The car windows were all open. Elvis, assuming the car had stopped for him, dived in the driver’s window onto the guy’s lap, realised he was not in fact welcome in the car and jumped onto the guy’s wife’s lap and out of the opposite » Continue Reading.
Standing in my kitchen, waiting for the microwave to ping, a couple of interesting words entered my rather numb skull.
I have no idea why these words should occur to me while contemplating a snack of Bombay Potato on unbuttered bread. I do like words, though. There are certain ones that just seem to resonate with me and give me pleasure.
From perusal of the OED, at loggerheads, as used in being in disagreement or dispute with someone, may have a connection to the various types of creature known as loggerheads due to them having large heads. Logger is an old dialect word meaning “a large wooden block used to hobble horses”. Thus adding the word head infers having a head like a large lump of wood, which fits both cases. OTOH the object a loggerhead (an iron instrument with a ball-shaped end, heated and used for melting pitch etc.) may be completely unconnected.
Recusant merely comes from the Latin Recusare: to refuse. No fancy etymology there.
I’m here all week. Have you tried the quinoa and kale salad?
The Prefab Four (although actually there are 5 of them these days) are back again, just when you thought you’d seen the last of them. I wonder, what with this “Eight Days a Week” movie and the “Shea Stadium” album re-release, if they’ll have something to say to the Rutling Hordes. I suppose I’ll have to go there and have a shufti. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TA7bYjCbfX4
The Prefab Four (although actually there are 5 of them these days) are back again, just when you thought you’d seen the last of them. I wonder, what with this “Eight Days a Week” movie and the “Shea Stadium” album re-release, if they’ll have something to say to the Rutling Hordes. I suppose I’ll have to go there and have a shufti.
Most of the original band: Tony O’Malley – keyboards & vocals, Frank Collins – vocals, Paddie McHugh – vocals, Neil Hubbard – guitar, Jim Mullen – guitar, Mel Collins – sax & Jody Linscott – congas. With Helena May-Harrison – vocals, Frank Tontoh – drums and Jennifer Maidman – bass.
They are also playing the next night, 15/10/2016. Should be good, although how they’ll all fit onto the Half Moon’s tiny stage will be interesting. These 2 gigs will probably sell out. The Half Moon is a bugger of a place to get to and from from my neck of the woods but I have my ticket for the 14th.
An acquaintance of mine, who’s a manager for a software house, posted this on his Facebook earlier:
This morning I interviewed a young woman with dyed red hair. At the end of the interview she asked me if there was any problem with her dying her hair. I was shocked to learn that her current employer (until tomorrow) disciplined her last week for having red hair. This led to a conversation with our receptionist (sorry, “assistant office manager”) about the rules imposed by her previous employer, with whom we share the building. Women must wear makeup, they must have their hair up, they cannot wear tights of any colour other than black, and nail varnish (and, I think, lipstick) must be berry coloured (and there’s a chart of acceptable colours). And died red hair would be out of the question (or any other colour that is clearly not ‘natural’). I thought this was 2016. I’m shocked that European employment law allows a company to enforce such rules.
His company’s policy seems to be very lax indeed, requiring pretty much only that people are actually clothed when at work, or smart-casual/suited if meeting customers in person.
Another acquaintance on the thread, » Continue Reading.
Opening show for the Autumn season (show #232) with Michele Stodart, Alright Gandhi, Alev Lenz & Joli Blon. With harpist Louisa Duggan between acts. Free entry but suggested donation of £5 in the bucket. Tea, coffee, cakes, quiche, bacon rolls available from Margins Café. Come and cure your hangover/world-weariness.
From Hungarian Television just yesterday. Get straight to the music by fast-forwarding to roughly 3:00 in the clip.
A large chunk of Sun Ra with a bit of Magma and some god-knows-what. Fire! Orchestra, playing on a ship in Budapest.
It would never occur to the Beeb to show the likes of this, these days.
Some freebies for those Electronica lovers not already aware.
#1: 295 free tracks from Aphex Twin. Over 21 hours of material. “User 18081971 Soundcloud Tracks”. (URL in comment) #2: 11 free ambient tracks from Moby. Just over 4 hours of material. “Long Ambients 1: Calm. Sleep.”. (URL in comment)
Nothing unauthorized here, Mods. I think the Afx tracks remain © Richard D James but free to download. Moby’s tracks appear to be completely copyright-free.
Jazz vibraphonist/marimbaist Bobby Hutcherson has died, age 75. Born in California in 1941. Died there also on Monday 15th August. Associated with the Blue Note label from 1963-1977 when the label was at it’s most experimental. He was one of the players on Eric Dolphy’s amazing “Out To Lunch” and released more than 40 of his own albums over a long career.
I was going to make some late-to-the-party comments on this subject to the DIY thread but there are now so many nested comments on the part of the thread that I wanted to get stuck into, that no more comments are possible. This is not a complaint about that. It just struck me that for certain generations in certain parts of the world, music assumed a huge significance and now appears to be less important to the great mass of humanity than it did in the last 3/4 of the 20th century, from when it first became industrialised to when the wheels started falling off the music industry juggernaut. Prior to this it was something ordinary people enjoyed without thinking much about it. There were 1) a few hardy souls who took a precarious living from making it, with varying degrees of success and 2) some practitioners who made it for their own and their friends and neighbours’ pleasure while making their livings in other spheres. And that was about it, really.
Currently in the sphere of music there are 1) practitioners like those I’ve just mentioned 2) a dwindling coterie of “music stars” who still do very well financially » Continue Reading.
The Chandos Arms, 31 Colindale Avenue NW9 5DS
Jazz quartet, piano, saxophone, string bass and drums.
Publicity blurb from the venue website: “The award winning jazz pianist Leon Greening has been the sideman of choice for over a decade with the ‘who’s who’ of the UK Jazz Scene. Leon studied at Leeds College of Music and the Guildhall. His extraordinary solos, inspired by the likes of Wynton Kelly and Bud Powell, keep the audience on the edge of their seats and mark him out as one of the finest pianists this country has ever produced. He was voted runner-up in the 1999 Sun Alliance Musician of the Year awards. He has performed at Ronnie Scott’s and with the Christian Brewer Quartet, Matt Wates Sextet, Gareth Lockrane Septet and toured with pop band Incognito.”
Early evening gig, two 1 hour sets. £7. Unwaged etc. pay what you can afford. Continues in comments.
Middle-aged to fogeyish like yours truly. Polite, well-behaved, moderately well-heeled and friendly. Some there more for the food (reputedly very good – certainly looks/smells it) and drink, pub ambience, company of pals etc. than the music. Those that were there for the music » Continue Reading.
On BBC1. No.3 in the 2016 “Imagine” series.
“On the brink of the Depression in 1929, Georgia O’Keeffe – America’s first great modernist painter – headed west. In the bright light of the New Mexico desert, she forged an independent life and found the solitude she needed for her truly original art. The photographs taken of her by her older lover scandalised the public. Her flower forms were seen as a shocking and vibrant display of femininity, her bones and skulls as surreal and disturbing. Now, 30 years after her death, to coincide with a major Tate Modern show, imagine… tells the story of Georgia O’Keeffe, one of the most inspiring artists ever.”
An exhibition of her work is on at The Tate Modern until October 30th.
The last track on the current issue of Uncut’s cover disc is one by Anna Meredith called “Nautilus”. In the magazine the best part of a page is devoted to an article about her. 38 years old. London-born but raised in Scotland, composer/performer, former composer-in-residence with the BBC Scottish SO who’s been around for a good while now, completely off my radar up till now. She released her electronica album “Varmints” in March. Previously she had released an EP “Black Prince Fury”. “Nautilus” is described by one Uncut journo thus “sounds like a symphony played by invading ship horns” while another described it as “a Philip Glass riff repurposed for the mosh pit”. John Grant said “Anna’s music sounds to me like a very talented and curious child was let loose inside an exhaustive and very large sonic candy store. And then the result was encrusted with gemstones. Very bad for your teeth but great for your ears.” I like “Nautilus”, but I like this one “R-Type” even more. Like Georgio Moroder for the mosh pit, IMO. By no means all of her music is this raucous, though. She’s due to participate in this years “Bowie Prom” for the BBC, » Continue Reading.
Klaxons are out of favour now.
Bob Dylan, George Harrison, Jerry Garcia, Frank Zappa, Ken Kesey, Robin Williams, Pete Townshend and Tom Waits were all fans of Richard Myrle Buckley. Lenny Bruce and Charlie Parker were close friends. Ornette Coleman & Dizzy Gillespie played at his memorial service in 1960. Arlo Guthrie’s “Alice’s Restaurant” was created under his influence.
According to the latest issue of “Uncut”, a documentary “Too Hip For The Room: The Righteous Reign Of Lord Buckley” is on it’s way. Hope it’s a good one. He deserves some recognition.
This gratuitous YouTube clip is my favourite of his. Absolutely sensational stuff.
This was supposed to be a gig by singer Zoe Francis and guitarist Jim Mullen, backed by the 4-piece Just East. In the event Zoe Francis could not make it due to illness so it was Jim Mullen + Just East on the night. Jim Mullen – guitar Jeremy Shoham – alto & soprano saxes Neil Angilley – keyboard Phil Scragg – bass guitar Rick Finlay – drums
I arrived pretty much on the dot of 6pm (start time for these Sunday jazz gigs) and just had time to buy a pint before Just East set the ball rolling.
Continued in comments. Photo of Jim Mullen & Neil Angilley all my own work ©Mike Harrison 2016 Used here with my full permission.
We live in troubled times. Money is tight, TV is crap, idiocy and nastiness are on the increase, hell has set the SatNav on our handcart and just needs us to press GO.
Let’s be gratuitous out there!
Three lines, 5-7-5. Here’s mine:
Postman visited Fixed penalty to be paid A bit poorer now
Bloody box junctions…
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