Fifty nine listeners! While some stations would fear the director general or shareholders wielding their axes on receipt of such audience figures, for my imaginary Spotify station, which started here, it’s a small triumph. Not only does it represent three new listeners getting on random old shite train this month, it is also almost certainly more than yours truly attained as a 12-year-old “jock” on Chorley Community Radio (actually a pirate, run from someone’s spare room); or on college radio (Airthrey, on the AM, broadcast through rotting cables as far afield as Murray hall); or Soul 24/7, with my sidekicks Gary Barrell and shoegazing’s Nat Cramp, left to our own devices to explore the “soul” sides of Deep Purple in a ridiculously well-appointed studio more used to pumping out George Benson and Anita Baker. There have been other even smaller ventures on Mixcloud (20 years, five listeners; that sort of numbers), but also a couple of stints on late-night and early-morning BBC London with Sean Rowley and Gideon Coe which must have been listened to by someone?! Heck, even my appearance on Billy from that station’s Nostalgia of the Future podcast must have easily had 59 listeners. I suppose what » Continue Reading.
Another day, more Pink Floyd content
Here’s something new, courtesy of those diligent archivists at the Pink Floyd Research Group. Super 8 footage of Floyd just coming out of their best era, playing Obscured By Clouds, When You’re In and bits of Set the Controls, Careful With That Axe Eugene and some of the Dark Side of the Moon songs. You’re welcome.
In the hamster’s cage tomorrow …
Remember when, two years ago, I directed you to all my Britpop-era interviews with everyone from Oasis to that little bloke from Credit to the Nation? Well, I’ve only gone and brought it up to date, complete with footnotes that hopefully shed a little light on some of my choices. You’ll notice here, as I move from Total Sport. to NME to Time Out and finally the Guardian, that the articles get smaller and more sporadic, but also in my opinion quite a bit better. So, if you fancy reading what Paul Heaton thinks of Terry Venables, a lot of snarky singles reviews, an interview with a very NSFW Elvis impersonator, and a man who races terriers – fill your boots.
Here come the Belgians …
What links Michael Nyman and Richard Jobson, Gavin Bryars and Josef K? I first came upon the Belgian label Les Disques du Crépuscule in Hungry Beat, an excellent book about Scottish post-punk. A lot of Scots oddballs ended up on the label. Spotify has quite a comprehensive playlist of its roster, and what a playlist it is. Would interest anyone who’s into arch crooners, sophistipop sirens, ambient classical dabblers and, well, Richard Jobson. So, was anyone in the Massive a fan? It would seem unlikely given that one of the bossa pop girls on the label has a grand total of 34 monthly plays on Spotify. But I don’t know, it might have been quite celebrated in the 80s; Ian Curtis’s girlfriend Anik Honoré was a co-founder. So much good music: a truly admirable and largely forgotten aesthetic and sensibility.
Spotify Mix for Mac
I promise this isn’t just an excuse to repost yet another of my playlists (although it is a fairly good one). I was just wondering whether any other AWers have had a tinker with Spotify’s new Mix feature. If you don’t know it, or are sceptical, listen to what it’s done to my Songs That Sound a Bit Like Fleetwood Mac playlist (below).
Basically, if you press Mix on mobile in Premium, it effects rudimentary crossfades between all the songs. As well as occasionally taking out half of the song – and who wants that? – it also sometimes puts vile David Guetta-style phasing effects over the joins.
But those are just the downsides. You can go in and customise the crossfades so they land just where you want them, and you can remove the dodgy effects (or add new ones, like cutting tracks in). Now here’s the really clever bit; if you go to Edit, scroll down and press Sort, Spotify will re-order your playlist so that songs with a similar BPM and in the same key fall together.
On the plus side, all this clever tech can make your playlists seamless (great for dinner parties or falling asleep, » Continue Reading.
More soul than a shoe shop since 2001
I don’t know if any of you know this, but from 2001 to 2011, I constituted one quarter of the atoms in the white-hot comet of cool that was RocknRollSoul.
We started out life in a Belgian bar called the Dove Regent in Islington, timing our tentative outings on the decks with friends’ birthdays to make our little club night look popular.
After that we moved to the Albany, Great Portland Street, which we were particularly keen on due to it being the venue for the Heavenly Sunday Social. We could say we were using the same DJ corner as the Chemical Brothers and Paul Weller, because, well, it was sort-of true.
The night became a success, thanks to unabashed hype from NME, where I was working, and London PRs’ habit of bringing their bands down to show them something that felt a bit speakeasy (the Albany only held 100 and was open till 2am). Members of Kings of Leon, the Libertines and the Soledad Brothers popped in; Noel Gallagher and Martin Freeman wore our badge (of him, more later). At the peak of this first wave there were 100 in the bar, another 100 queuing to get in, and » Continue Reading.
New old Butler Blake & Grant
The world’s most unassuming supergroup are back with a new album Murmurs in March. Apparently it’s going to be made up of reinterpretations of songs from their individual repertoires. However, this lead track, Lonely Night, from Norman Blake doesn’t appear to be a Teenage Fanclub, New Mendicants or Johnny song. Maybe it’s something he found down the back of the sofa. Either way, it’s a lovely thing.
Happy songs of the year to those who celebrate
Deck the halls with boughs of holly and pour yourself an eggnog: it’s time for my songs of the year, a Spotify Christmas tradition that goes right back to 1965 (the Who, the Kinks, Martha Reeves, James Brown; possibly a stronger list than this year’s).
Looking through 2025’s assortment it’s perhaps slightly more grungy, and lighter on the breathy female dance-pop that has characterised the last few years’ lists. The oldest swinger in town is undoubtedly Van Morrison (80), who turned in a surprisingly good album, the youngest is probably Eaves Wilder, although we also heard from her in 2023; an industry veteran, no less).
As ever, if you like what you hear, please give the playlist a follow (2020 is the one to beat with 25 ardent fans), and if you don’t like it, bah humbug: I believe other end-of-year lists are available.
From the people who brought you Live Van …
The release of Neil Young’s latest Archives collection, which includes some of his eccentric live work of the late 70s and early 80s (Devo collaboration, shortlived bar band the Ducks etc), got me thinking: could I piece together a best-of playlist from his many, many live recordings, a bit like I did with Van Morrison two days ago? I won’t deny it took a while, and it’s topped out at more than eight hours long (and that was only Big Time – arf!). I tried to pick songs from the era in which they were written, although I couldn’t help leaning on some of the Weld versions as that’s my favourite period of live Neil. It will also not be acoustic enough for many people’s tastes. But here from the Cellar Door to the Cow Palace, via Barking Town Hall, are some of my favourites. Be sure to tell me yours.
Playlists: It’s Too Late to Stop Now
I don’t know about you, but I think Van Morrison’s 1980 show at Montreux is the high watermark of his live performances. Possibly of everyone’s live performances. Unfortunately, it’s not on Spotify, but seek it out on YouTube. You won’t be disappointed.
But it got me thinking: what are the best Van live tracks that have been legitimately released? This little comp is a bit heavy on the upbeat stompers, and I’ve left off the covers, because I don’t really like them. But is there anything else that you’d add?
What surprises me is how consistently good he is. The 1984 and 1994 live albums are arguably as top notch as the more celebrated It’s Too Late to Stop Now, just different. So let’s get involved with some live Van this afternoon. It’s incredibly good stuff.
‘Come and get your Horse playlists / On offer till September’
Depending on who you believe, Radio Horse’s transmitter was seized by the DTI, or our ship ran aground somewhere south of Deptford Creek, or I just haven’t found the time to piss around quite so much on Spotify. So after three years of playing DJ, Radio Horse is on hiatus. I will update the playlists, just not strictly every month. Deal?
While you wait for the station to rise again, I thought some of you may be interested in the Rolling Playlist, literally 60 hours of the songs that I put together every month thinking folk might be interested (hey! at least 50 of us were). So here’s this month’s Top 20; and in the Comments I’ll put the huge Rolling Playlist; and I may add some of my greatest playlist “hits” further down.
See you soon, I’m sure. Thanks for listening, and for the many AW suggestions that shaped some of these playlists.
Pompeii Intro
One thing I noticed at the IMAX screening of Pink Floyd’s Live At Pompeii was the intro music, now helpfully called Pompeii Intro on Spotify. What I’m curious of is that with the heartbeat and synthesiser, it’s very close to work in progress for the Dark Side of the Moon, and, if that’s the case, it seems to have snuck out without fanfare. NB/ The audio for the album is quite something
Fan of Teenage Fanclub? Try these
Everyone here is a fan of the Get Funky hitmakers, aren’t they? That trademark chug, jangle and harmonising has been making us nicer people since 1990 or so. But what does one reach for in the long wait between Teenage Fanclub records and dates? Well, try this vaguely chronological playlist for size. Everything flows; you get the bands who influenced them and the acts they influenced; you get some related turns and covers; plus you get curveballs like Queen, the Alan Parsons Project and Steve Miller Band. I might well have posted this here before, in which case: sorry. But you can never have too much of this type of music, so please let me know of anything else that might fit in.
Some Called It Sophistipop
I was recently on a deep dive for more Style Council nuggets and I found many in the US described the Shout to the Top hitmakers as “Sophistipop”. It’s not a term I remember from the 80s but it makes a certain sense to describe those breezy turns with Latin flourishes, the occasional dash of woodwind and a tendency to turn up at GLC / miners’ benefits. So see how you get in with this sophistipop sampler. Warning: contains traces of Matt Bianco.
Get your harpsichord on
For the past few years I have been enjoying more pop from the outskirts of the 60s. The bits that don’t sound sound like the Beatles or Stones, basically, when musicians let rip with harpsichords, celestes and lots of delightful picked bass. I also wished I had more of the Broadcast and Stereolab songs I liked in the one place. There was nothing for it but another high-concept playlist composed of exotic 60s pop and the artists who love it. Below is a first draft. I feel sure the massive can recommend more artists from both eras. I don’t want to get involved in “that’s not exotica, it’s west coast psych”; let’s think of how best this can all knit together. If there is a deficit, I’d say it’s on the 60s side. But I want an equal split, 60;s and contemporary-ish. Enjoy.
Shameless dump of another list
It’s New Year’s Eve eve. So if you’re tidying the house preparing for a big one or gearing up for a healthy walk but still not quite ready to talk to anyone, then you need my best of 2024 in your life. Five-and-a-half hours of solid bangers from the last year and already downloaded by FIVE Spotify users (making it officially a fifth as popular as 2020, but then we all have busy lives, and Gavin and Stacey’s 12m was hardly To the Manor Born). Sorry for shamelessly dumping it here for your consideration, but I do it most years and some of you seem to l give it a whirl. Whether or not this list continues into 2025 is a moot point. It’s actually 20 songs shorter than most years, suggesting either that I have finally discovered quality control, or that there isn’t quite as much good new music to keep me listening. I’d be interested in your thoughts.
Call that a festival?
OK, in fairness, I quite enjoyed Glastonbury on the TV this year (Squid, Remi Wolf, Confidence Man, Dexys, Last Dinner Party, the Streets, Heilung, Orbital, Blondshell and especially Fat White Family), but what if I wanted unlimited live music on tap for the rest of the year?
That’s why I created Horsefest, a ridiculous Spotify playlist, currently standing at 19 hours, comprised of five songs at a time, Live Aid style, by great live acts, large and small, living and dead. There’s a notional running order to the whole thing, but I don’t expect even one of you to agree with it. Plus there’s probably another 19 hours of live music that I’ve not got around to adding (to be honest I don’t even remember if I added James Brown or Ray Charles, for instance).
But if you like great live acts, and have tiptop taste in music you might like this. Otherwise, you stick to Guilfest. (Nothing wrong with Gulifest; I saw Pulp and the Wurzels at Guilfest once.)
Nobody expects the Van-ish inquisition
“Our principal weapons are introspection, a curmudgeonly demeanour, and an almost fanatical devotion to Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee!”
What do you do when you’ve exhausted all the Van Morrison in the world? All the albums, obviously. And then all the deep cuts, bootlegs, collaborations and live sets on YouTube. Well, if you’re like me you embark on the fool’s errand of compiling a playlist of songs that sound a bit like Van the Man.
Bear with me. My attempts to do the same for Pink Floyd, Neil Young and most recently Fleetwood Mac turned out OK. However, most acts have a psychedelic wigout or a Young-like grungy thrash in their locker. And the Heroes Are Hard to Find hitmakers have been ridiculously influential on the musicians of today, making an erstaz Mac comp not much of a challenge at all.
But Van the Man? In spite of the fact that his Caledonia Soul Orchestra period is, to my mind, the pinnacle of western artistic endeavour, very few artists actually sound like him. Bob Dylan has albums with similar orchestration; Jackie DeShannon covered some of his tunes and sounded like she used some of the same musicians; and the » Continue Reading.
Hamster’s cage (slight return)
OK, last post on this for now. When I first notified you I was uploading my old embarrassing pop journalism to Medium, there were five articles to view. Well, now I’ve got to the end of phase one (the writing for free or next to nothing years), and we’re up to 44. It’s not quite everything from the period. If anyone’s got my interviews with Pulp. the Charlatans, Teenage Fanclub (again), the Wildhearts, Tori Amos, OP8, Gene, Juliana Hatfield, Utah Saints or Jellyfish, in their lofts I’d love to see them again.
But in the meantime, if you want to know why Tim Booth from James was so reluctant to answer his phone, why Alan ‘Fluff’ Freeman always carried an asthma puffer, and why Brett Anderson walked out of my interview with him after only three minutes, fill your boots.
Fresh from the 30-year-old hamster’s cage
By unpopular demand, I have chucked another five of my slightly embarrassing pop interviews up on Medium. Actually, by this stage (Jan-Feb 1995) they’re slightly less cringe. Scotland’s M8 magazine was about to go full rave so there’s final two pieces for them: Michelle Gayle (compliments me on my soft hands), and Jamiroquai (gives as good as he gets, it’s fair to say). Then I started knocking stuff out for a studenty Glasgow mag called Bigwig. Even less money in it (ie none), but a chance to have a chinwag with My Life Story, the Boo Radleys and Salad. I still have a few more of these to ‘drop’ in the coming months until it sort of sputters out in autumn 1996 after a disastrous encounter with Suede. As I have told even my best pals, the only way you get to hear the full horror of that Suede interview, which I’ve never shared with anyone, is to read on to the end of the series.
Pink Floyd when they were good
Anyone who knows me will recall that I’ve been banging the drum for 1969-71 era Pink Floyd since before Nick Mason’s Saucerful of Secrets was a thing. Indeed one of their number once scoffed at the very idea. Well, today has been a red letter day, as – while trying to piece together what was recorded for Zabriskie Point – I’ve come across two shows I’d never heard before, both remarkable in their way.
The first is from the refectory of Southampton University in May 1969. It’s the same tour that brought us the live tracks on Ummagumma but its version of Astronomy Domine is vastly different and Interstellar Overdrive is almost unrecognisable. But what makes this show interesting is that, having already played Careful With That Axe Eugene, the band launch into Beset By Creatures of the Deep, considered by most to be essentially Careful again. Mindful of this, instead of Roger Waters’s whisper-to-a scream crescendo, Dave gives us some slide guitar parts and Nick Mason drums at double speed. It’s unique and was almost certainly never played the same way again.
Then we come to Birmingham Town Hall, February 1970, when, for no apparent reason Pink Floyd decided » Continue Reading.
Presale – what even is it?
So, John Grant tickets go on sale tomorrow, but I thought I’d steal a march on the general public by registering for Live Nation’s presale. At the allotted time of 10am this morning, I logged on, only to find out that all the presale tickets were immediately gone. So, how many, if any, go on presale? How can you get them if you’re not successful even when you log on at the precise moment they go on sale? And could gig ticketing be any more of a lottery/rip-off?
Has anyone had as long, varied and consistently good career as Dion?
Okay, so this is really one of those threads that exists to show off a bulging Spotify playlist and encourage you to point out anything I’ve missed. But in truth I’m staggered that the Runaround Sue hitmaker doesn’t get the recognition he deserves. We’re talking someone who started in street corner doowop, who narrowly avoided being on the plane that killed Buddy Holly, was a junkie at 14, reputedly encouraged Dylan to go electric (and made some amazing similar-sounding records with Tom Wilson a few weeks earlier), and has collaborated with Phil Spector, Bruce Springsteen, Van Morrison and Paul Simon. Even his four albums in the “contemporary Christian” genre aren’t wholly shit. So, is anyone else here a fan? And can anyone match Dion’s quality control over 66 years of making music?
Opening Night
OK, so it’s not really the done thing to review things when they’re still in previews, and I am mindful of not wanting to piss on the strawberries of anyone with a ticket, but I’m wondering whether anyone else has had the dubious pleasure of seeing Opening Night? It’s a West End musical, based on the Cassavetes film, adapted by Ivo van Howe, with songs by Rufus Wainwright, and Sheridan Smith playing the troubled lead. With such a dream team, it must be too big to fail, right? Well, perhaps they’ll give it some tweaks prior to press night, but I suspect that it’s going to get the mother of all butcherings, and not altogether unfairly. I’m no theatre critic, but I know an unfocused mess when I see one, with actors standing around unintroduced, or offering searching glances in place of actual acting. At one point, a cast member – we don’t get her name or relationship to the others – appears crosslegged playing the acoustic guitar in someone’s living room for literally no discernible reason. I have never ever seen people walk out in the interval, or offer such a muted ripple of applause in place of the » Continue Reading.
You make Spotify fun
I don’t know if you recall, but in years gone by, you the massive have helped me put together playlists of Songs That Sound a Bit Like Pink Floyd, and Songs That Sound a Bit Like Neil Young (handy, given that he’s no longer on Spotify). So I wondered whether you might like to help suggest some soft-rock gems to augment this one: Songs That Sound a Bit Like Fleetwood Mac (imperial phase).
