I realise printer ink costs more than gold. What is the least rip-off and reliable combi printer out there?
My head is spinning with the “Mornington Crescent”-type information on what a civilian does to prove they are covid-negative if travelling overland from the UK to Spain via France.
Does anyone set it out in a non-convoluted way? No 1 daughter is getting married in Gibraltar in a month’s time (she lives there with the beloved) and so that’s where we’ve got to go.
What does it sound like?:
Hawkwind, ever changing, ever the same. Over 50 members, and as many albums. You want the riffage and whooshes? Science-fiction poems and rave beats? Swashbuckling almost prog? Honk n’ skronk? Clever pop songs? Depending on where you dive in, you may get any of these. Live, it’s populated by drugs and parties miscreants aged 15 to 75, some of whom may have retired from active service, on audio, it’s a more refined experience. Yes, refined. They’ve been playing for decades, and know their way around a recording console. Like last year’s Hawkwind Light Orchestra “Carnivorous” (geddit?), 80-years young and probably wasn’t an angel Dave Brock has been working far harder than he should do, refining and extending the various strands of Hawkwind mythos and audio ambience for a concept album about sleep and it’s various implications (dreams, insomnia, nightmares, being woken up…). We have jams, we have songs, we have driven bikerdelia, drum n’bass breakdowns, the occasional Arabian flourishes … “Strange Encounters” is a complex freakout, the mellow “Alcyone” (either a star in the Taurus constellation, or daughter of Aeolus, Greek god of the wind; do you get this with the Sham 69?), “Counting » Continue Reading.
“With a slightly heavy heart I am no longer a member of the Cure ! Good luck to them all, … I’m ok… just got fed up of betrayal.”
This makes me think of pensioners who get divorced after 40 years, saying “We’ve got nothing in common”.
After various rockin’ beers, wines, and whiskey’s, they are now stretching out. For it to taste like the good Captain, it should taste like a mix of chillies, dog ends, ladies perfume, rubber, and kippers. The captain being an acquired taste, It will take 20 years to grow on you, and you’ll only like the bottles in the first production.
What does it sound like?:
If I have to tell you what this sounds like, you probably need to be on another website. The definitive biker’s band doing unreconstructed (even then) rock n’ roll with a hard n’ heavy edge, it’s tongue in the cheek and mouth of a worryingly young looking female fan, it’s nose stinging from bathtub speed, the taste of which taken away by large glasses of Jack Daniels and coke (the drinking kind) and chain-smoking. Bass and drums are bowel-pummelling on the computer speakers, and live it was a palpable workout, with flailing teens and idiot-dancers having the best psychotherapy session then available. The economy of the riffage, the wry but unrelenting songs, the clear love between audience and band … it’s no wonder this album was a massive success at the time, and remains definitive, with the definitive line-up also.
The album comprises the full gig as released, plus sound checks, and 2 shows from Newcastle, and one from Leeds. Paul Morley types may wonder if this may involve any variation and smirk cleverly, but anyone who likes Mötörhead should not give a damn. Mark E Smith said “it’s not repetition, it’s discipline”, » Continue Reading.
A fine analysis of The Eagles – “a shirtless Byrds”. The solo on the track “HC” is OK, I suppose. In the track posted, I’ve found their, hah “Eagle” song by “the Swedish group”. Both are so “white” they make ELP seem like Sly and the Family Stone. (Maybe I exaggerate, but only just).
Not wanting to kill the buzz man, but is the Roller revisionism (“they were pretty good, really”) ironic? As a teen into arty glam and working on increasing my credibility with the 6th form hairies a few years ahead by getting into progressive and heavy rock, the BCRs floated like an unflushable turd through my mid-70s. I can’t believe I am the only one here who found them ghastly. Even The Osmonds had “Crazy Horses”, which no rock fan could be pissy about. The BCRs were a Scotmid boyband and their hard-girl fans were scarier than the types who later followed Skrewdriver. Their back story makes Motley Crue look like Coldplay, and is only missing a Jimmy Saville connection. This is the best (or at least, most interesting) thing about them. Might I speculate that the Roller sympathisers were 10 years old at the time, and being below the age of criminal responsibility, knew no better, m’lud?
Are there other examples of music revisionism that need exposing?
My favourite National Express driver (which is what he looks like these days, albeit a handsome one) seemingly didn’t like being, er, ribbed, and has a beef about it. He doesn’t mince words. He may be persona non-grata to many, but i still find him a hoot, even if he is a gammon.
Liberace covering The Who.
DO YOUR WORST.
U-Roy and related 70s reggae artists appealed to me in a way Bob Marley stopped.
It’s an indica versus sativa thing; do you prefer to be high, or to be stoned? I’d rather be high and my brain cells sparkling, not dull-headed and semi-sedated
Strictly roots and dubwise homages to 70s reggae here, please.
There is smart-dumb (Iggy, Ramones, Cramps, the Cult) and there is dumb-dumb. I will listen to smart-dumb, but rarely dumb-dumb. However there is an innocence to dumb-dumb cliched rock. I wouldn’t dream of listening to it spontaneously, but as rawk bingo, TEAZE (i know) provide seconds of pleasure.
I am deeply tempted to generate a rawk bingo card for soirees when they are again allowed.
Please post other clips of cliched unheard-ofs here.
This visualising of “Roundabout” from clips of the “Peanuts” TV series really captures the joy of music and the innocence of the piece. They have also done similar ones for ZZ Top, “Thick as a Brick”, and dozens of other “classic rock” pieces. I’d rather see these than some guitarist gurning.
What does it sound like?:
Iggy’s laconic baritone comments on coronavirus. Rocky, a bit jazzy, , mid-paced as warrants his seniority, but there is still no doubt, he’s the guvnor.
What does it all *mean*?
I don’t mind people making songs about the pandemic; it marks the historical moment; it’s not as toe-cringing as some, and as a denizen of scabrous observation and low-live, the Igster is more justified in this than many. Hope he is watching himself so he can come back and continue to set a good example.
Goes well with…
mince pies, tea, hand sanitiser, wire brush and Dettol, face masks.
Might suit people who like…
Iggy Pop, sleazy rock, glam rock, decadence chic
I am troubled by the change to “Forum”. It may well attract readers describing fortunate moments in a supermarket where their arousal to a Swedish au pair dressed in fishing waders led to an interesting experience they wish to share with readers of a broad-minded outlook. Or is that just me?
I was advised that “Forum” was “educational”. How I wish it had been. Frankly, i reckon the letters were written with one-handedly, and were a pack of lies.
Shazza Osbourne has got the ‘rona. If she recovers, she’ll be sending it a present. It shouldn’t open it.
I long loved John Lydon and his music, but by golly he sails “close to the edge”. I think he has passed his best, and he’s now more a “self-made man in the roadhouse bar” than the darkly intelligent character he once was. “SAD” as his potential friend would say.
I was thinking that certain phrases in language have ceased to be possible:
“this is a bloody pantomime”
[oH NO IT ISN’T.]
“What have the XXX ever done for us?”
[Reply with a list of all the benefits of XXX.]
What does it sound like?:
I must admit to not having listened to this era of the Pink Floyd in 30 years. I watched the Venice gig on TV at the time, and became increasingly aghast. Basically, the more easy going members of “The Floyd” got the band together and after legal wrangles over the name, were back in business, uber-carper Roger Waters declaring “A Momentary Lack of Reason”, “a very facile but quite clever forgery”. I acquired the latter a few years later when I saw a cheapo copy, played it a few times, then passed it on to someone who’d enjoy it more. It was Pink Floyd for the MTV Generation, and you can decide if that notion fills you with horror or delight: I know which side I fall on. This gig is that, in spades. Dave Gilmour, of course, had a living to make, and like all the other remaining Floyds, had released passable solo albums to little success, whereas Roger was playing Earls Court. So you can see why the urge struck them to go back on the road and clean up, just as many other heritage rock acts would between 1987 and 1990 » Continue Reading.
I’m a big fan of Creme Brulee, the almost successful glam rock group that dumped Les McCann (PLEASE keep up with your “League of Gentlemen” mythos).
I am also a big fan of progressive rock, and these days find more joy in the almost made-its than the famous acts, who are now over-exposed and tired.
I’ve been exploring Scottish band “Beggar’s Opera”, the first three albums of which are great, the rest spotty, as is common in the genre. They had a single and the b-side (here) sounds to me like the orginal source material for “Voodoo lady”. Unless someone else has a better suggestion.
What does it sound like?:
Yes have had a hard time recently; difficulties when they wanted to tour and Jon was ill, bad feeling around the execution of the Rock n’Roll Hall of Fame entry performance, the death of Chris Squire, and the decline of Alan White, who was no longer able to keep up with the frenetic tempos and precision playing Yes’s best music requires. Steve Howe has worked hard to create a non-Fragile (hah!) version of the band which can meet their marks and give the music the seriousness and the syncopation it needs.
With Jon Davison on vocals they have a convincing new Jon without the grating “Lancastrian-Californian pixie” vibe, Billy Sherwood doing a great job on the bass; Geoff Downes getting into his role (as he should, given he has been doing this for 40 years, on and off) , and Jay Schellen doing the faster drumming work (Alan White still providing what he does), so it all sounds good. Better in fact than the last Yes live album I reviewed here (Yes 50 live, in July 2019).
I was disconcerted that there was no “FireBird Suite” to kick things off (has there » Continue Reading.
Some real bargains from a German supplier of musical comestibles. Save £££ and not give your dosh to the tax-dodgers. I draw particular attention to the Rubettes complete for about £15.00.
Trumpistas like to snark that criticisms of Dim Don are indications of “Trump Derangement Syndrome” (TDS). This seems to me to be complete projection, as it is Trump that seems to take reason away from persons who get drawn into his orbit. Unless all the posters on the various “below the line” comments on many news websites (apart from The Guardian, of course) are all Russian, his apologists seem to be impervious to argument based on evidence; they still, for example, seem to have a rather blithe attitude to coronavirus. Is that all he and his appeal is: trolling liberals to appease his ego?
He is, I will concede, great at winding people up and getting people to feed his ego, but as a way of life, it doesn’t go very far, and it looks like everyone unaffected by TDS will vote against him. Seems to me most are now bored and tired of him, and he is desperately trying to get them back. Where will his supporters go when he loses? Will they say “we never supported him”? Will someone ever say “Every thought you’ve been had?”, and people realise he was, well, shit?
What does it sound like?:
Frank Zappa famously liked to perform in New York over Halloween, and these late October concerts became legendary for their congenial ambience. Mad-keen fans up for a night of scintillating music encompassing long sets, new and reinterpreted songs, intricate instrumentals, inspired covers, challenging solos, irreverent stage comments to offend at least one person in the audience, and yet further madness would attend, delighting then man himself, who thrived on an audience that understood, and didn’t just want “Dynamo-Humm”. The latest release from Zappa’s archive is a 6 CD set of the three concerts performed in October 1981, two on Halloween itself (an early and late show), and one from the day after. These were the last New York Halloween shows Zappa performed. The 1981 shows were filmed and simcasted (which must have terrified TV producers fearful of too spontaneous a bit of “audience participation” or stage irreverence). Some of the footage was released on the DVD, “The Dub Room Special”. Doubtless, bits can be seen on YouTube. The CD set comes with a Count Frankula mask and cape (not available with the download).
The three concerts (some of which may have been heard » Continue Reading.