And in these peculiar times, as what's left of the NY Dolls are back on the boards, a combo by the name of THE MYSTERY GIRLS outta Green Bay, Wisconsin pops up on In The Red. Man, that Larry Hardy sure has a nose for the goods. He's got quite the cellar goin'. "Blues In G" sounds like an ubervintage Alice Cooper instro and the whole thing plays out with a peculiar contemporary form of garage rock'n'roll as opposed to just one or the other. If you're looking to reaffirm your faith in the form then stick this bugger in your craw and let it smoke out the wheat from the chaff. You'll wonder where they've been all your life and probably work yourself into a frenzy as to how you're gonna get to see them work it on out in some psycho-delic basement someplace. The segue from "Radio Planet Blues" into "Sliver and Gold" is nothing short of sick, this is some hairy-arsed rave up to be sure! Oh yeah, and they're not girls.
Friday, June 25, 2004
And in these peculiar times, as what's left of the NY Dolls are back on the boards, a combo by the name of THE MYSTERY GIRLS outta Green Bay, Wisconsin pops up on In The Red. Man, that Larry Hardy sure has a nose for the goods. He's got quite the cellar goin'. "Blues In G" sounds like an ubervintage Alice Cooper instro and the whole thing plays out with a peculiar contemporary form of garage rock'n'roll as opposed to just one or the other. If you're looking to reaffirm your faith in the form then stick this bugger in your craw and let it smoke out the wheat from the chaff. You'll wonder where they've been all your life and probably work yourself into a frenzy as to how you're gonna get to see them work it on out in some psycho-delic basement someplace. The segue from "Radio Planet Blues" into "Sliver and Gold" is nothing short of sick, this is some hairy-arsed rave up to be sure! Oh yeah, and they're not girls.
I dunno about you but there's nothing guaranteed to make me seeth like standing, waiting to cross the road and being ruffled by an in-car stereo booming out some "urban" pish. Then you look up and it's worse. It's a chinless, fuckwit "boy racer" all dressed like he's seen some black people once and put together a wardrobe of that ugly tracksuit variety and don't forget the skip bunnet. Someday the rain will come down and wash this scum off our sidewalks and roads but how long exactly do we have to bloody wait? And what would Larry David do in such a scenario? Anyways it's better now and I'm back indoors and consoling myself with a recording of The Stooges from the recent Download gig in Glasgow. Great stuff and exactly what car stereos were made to blast. "If it's not scotch tape, it's crap", reckons Jimmy O having a "Little Scottish Shop" moment. Exactamundo!
Finally, a light at the end of this dank tunnel...
"9 Years in the making! A few tense months of negotiations with the band and it's here! End of the Century: The Story of the Ramones is going to see a theatrical release in 16 cities in the U.S.A. in August 2004. It's going to be released by Magnolia Pictures (part of the Landmark Theater chain).
Check out our SITE for news on a specific release date.
So please spread the word. We need your support!
We hope you like it.
-Jim Fields, Michael Gramaglia and John Gramaglia,
the filmmakers"
"9 Years in the making! A few tense months of negotiations with the band and it's here! End of the Century: The Story of the Ramones is going to see a theatrical release in 16 cities in the U.S.A. in August 2004. It's going to be released by Magnolia Pictures (part of the Landmark Theater chain).
Check out our SITE for news on a specific release date.
So please spread the word. We need your support!
We hope you like it.
-Jim Fields, Michael Gramaglia and John Gramaglia,
the filmmakers"
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Tomorrow night at DBs right here in Utrecht: Spooky Records recording artists Digger & the Pussycats, all the way from Melbourne, Australia.
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
Aye. There seems to be some kinda divine intervention going down under the auspices of "poor ticket sales". The old ways of actually having to tour and maybe even struggle might be too much for many "artists" today though. People generally deserve the festival bills they're saddled with. Curate properly or die I say. And what about the Punkfest? There was never a chasm between Discharge and Black Lace anyway as far as I could hear. In fact, BL mighta been the more punk rock but you get my drift. 'oli-daay in the pissing rain anyone?
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Just got word that the Lollapalooza festival tour is canceled due to poor ticket sales. With festivals here in Holland suffering from dramatic drops in attendees as well, this seems to be an international trend. Couple that with the ever declining record sales, and we just might see the day when the corporate honchos will drag their sorry asses over to another field for faster turnovers and leave this music stuff to livin' 'n breathin' human beings. I'll tell ya, this biz is fucked beyond belief, if they can't make money these days from discs that sell "only" 50.000 copies, while just about every small label would be overjoyed with such figures, they're obviously doing something wrong. And what about this festival stuff? You axe. Well just think about it; bands might tour again from town to town playing relatively small clubs and you won't have to fork over a weeks pay to spend two days in the desert or a mudfield to watch 60 bands while there's actually only two you really wanna see. Nutty as it may sound, but the future is in DIY, small specialized operations that are in direct contact with their, uh, "target audience". Look at Hightone, Yep Rock or even Soul Jazz for proof positive. And the same goes for this festival stuff, the smaller specialized ones are doin' fine, it's these something-for-everybody barf fests that are no longer pullin' in the numbers. Hey, you may say I'm a dreamer, but...
Monday, June 21, 2004
NO!, a thousand times NO!. Pretty sure ol' Lindsay doesn't need his below question answered, but I just wanted that clear... Who woulda thunk the punk rock thing ending up like this. The revolution will not be televised but can be seen havin' a nice day out at Butlins with the Cockney Rejects as the new Freddie & the Dreamers for entertainment!. To me it's friggin' hilarious tho', and proof positive that a lack of taste is timeless. A new generation of 40-something sea-side dwellin' families who just happen to prefer 'Dead Cities' over the 'Birdie Dance' and still take fashion tips from the singer in G.B.H.. Ugly music for ugly people!. Heck, you'd figure that with like 500 bands aboard something's gotta swing, but no way Jose; just one big round-up of no-talent losers (and that includes the one or two people involved who should know better!). The British take on p-rock was always shaky at best and this whole deal once again underlines my long held believe that Brits are best at appreciating good ol' Ameri-cun Music, and generally should stay clear of musical instruments 'emselves. There, I've said it!... Fanmail to the usual address please.
The intrepid Mr Rafferty heps we to the possibility that Morecombe is the place to be this July... NO?
So there's this guy Nobby Dylan or something, he's playing the Fleadh (pronounced FLAA) in London and some dimbulb let's him start before Laura Cantrell's set is over. What is up with that?, I hear you ask?? Well exactly, but those who stayed put were rewarded with a version of "The Whiskey Makes You Sweeter" with Laura joined by Linda Thompson. Nobby on the other hand is headed up here to Scotland for a show at The Barra's and an honorary doctorate or some such trinket.
Issue Zero of Everett True's return to the world of publishing after CARELESS TALK COSTS LIVES is out now. Plan B magazine is another cracking wad of print that features mostly stuff I haven't heard of let alone heard. I know that ET occupies a controversial universe for some of you but he's out there doing it for the kids of all ages and this mag deserves your support because it's a swift kick in the bollocks to all the advertorial shite that's cluttering up the racks of WH Smith and whatever.
Visit the PLAN B website and get your bearings. Also out is LOOSE LIPS SINK SHIPS #2. Just as good looking as their debut and featuring that impenetrable hipster lingo which takes a bit of work but is entertaining nonetheless. Pricey at £4 but there's print out there masquerading as artbook codswallop that don't look (and feel) as good as this!
Saturday, June 19, 2004
More Dutch news: The Centraal Museum in Utrecht is hosting a two week exhibition on the history of pop music here in town. Rare wax, posters, flyers, videos, slide shows, the lot. The six-o 'n punk rooms (including a bunch of stuff on loan from HQ) are esp well worth a peek.
Some updates on gigs here in Holland: Main news is that the MC5/DTK will play Amsterdam's Paradiso on August 22. The Primitive festival in Rotterdam on July 1,2 and 3 has completed it's line-up and it's seems like tickets are goin' fast, so hurry on up. And while you're headin' for Rotterdam you might wanna extend your stay as the city hosts the free Meteropolis festival on the 4th with bands like the Reigning Sound, Soledad Brothers and the Killers. And speakin' of the Reigning Sound; don't miss out on their tour: 29/6 Amsterdam, 30/6 Heythuysen, 01/7 Groningen, 02/7 Haarlem, 03/7 Nijmegen, 04/7 Rotterdam, 05/7 Utrecht.
Gary (Pig) Gold posted this on e-mole, again a more official tone to it than this CURSE OF THE RAMONES shit that's been flying about...
"Johnny Ramone is not dying, according to his doctor.
The Ramones guitarist, who has been living with prostate cancer for the past several years, was recently admitted to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles with what his physician, Dr. David Agus, told MTV News was a "complication from the cancer. But he got through it, and he's now on a new, experimental therapy. He's fighting courageously, and I think he will be going home in the near term."
Johnny's admission to Cedars-Sinai set off a nationwide — maybe worldwide — media death watch. He was said to be in an intensive-care unit, and very near the end. Characteristically, the 55-year-old guitarist, a stubbornly private man, refused to issue a corrective press statement. His wife, Linda, however, was appalled by the funereal headlines, and authorized Dr. Agus to explain Johnny's condition.
"He's not dying," Linda said on Wednesday afternoon (June 16). "He was okay for years, and he's fine now. He's in the hospital, but he's not in ICU. And I think he may be leaving by tomorrow."
— Kurt Loder"
So let's hope Mark will have enough respect to let nature take its course now.
"Johnny Ramone is not dying, according to his doctor.
The Ramones guitarist, who has been living with prostate cancer for the past several years, was recently admitted to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles with what his physician, Dr. David Agus, told MTV News was a "complication from the cancer. But he got through it, and he's now on a new, experimental therapy. He's fighting courageously, and I think he will be going home in the near term."
Johnny's admission to Cedars-Sinai set off a nationwide — maybe worldwide — media death watch. He was said to be in an intensive-care unit, and very near the end. Characteristically, the 55-year-old guitarist, a stubbornly private man, refused to issue a corrective press statement. His wife, Linda, however, was appalled by the funereal headlines, and authorized Dr. Agus to explain Johnny's condition.
"He's not dying," Linda said on Wednesday afternoon (June 16). "He was okay for years, and he's fine now. He's in the hospital, but he's not in ICU. And I think he may be leaving by tomorrow."
— Kurt Loder"
So let's hope Mark will have enough respect to let nature take its course now.
Just heard that THE DOLLS have been announced as opening for THE WHITE STRIPES in Belfast on August 25th. Further info HERE (Thanks Liam)
Friday, June 18, 2004
DFFD Commandette Karen Winter has posted this... "HDM rocked the Bowery Ballroom 2 nights w/THE MC5 ... did "Call Me Animal" (5th song of set) and "American Ruse" (closing song of the set) both nights ... MANITOBA'S was ROCKIN' as The 5, and Mark Arm of Mudhoney, and Evan Dando of The Lemonheads joined the 5 at the after party @ MANITOBAS!!!!!"
In relation to all the J. Ramone stuff in the papers and links doing the rounds, this piece from BILLBOARD at least seems to be official. John always struck me as being a very private individual and the reports attributed to Blabby Ramone struck me as intrusive to what, in my opinion, would be his wishes regarding his condition.
Thursday, June 17, 2004
Just in... the first report...
Here ya go Lindsay, hot off the press:
Well, for all you cynics out there, you'd better buy your tickets for the Dolls. If you don't you'll regret it big time. They were TERRIFIC tonight! Here's the set list, including some real surprises:
Lookin' for a Kiss
Puss in Boots
Subway Train
?
Piece of my Heart (yes, the Janis Joplin song)
Bad Girl
You can't put your arms around a memory (sung by
Sylvain for Johnny)
Lonely Planet Boy
Private World
In my girlish days (Memphis Minnie song)
Vietnamese Baby
Pills
? (Gene Pitney song)
Mystery Girls
Frankenstein
Out in the Streets (Shangri Las)
Babylon
Trash
Jet Boy
Personality Crisis
Encore
Human Being
By the end they were shattered (who wouldn't be after those last 5
choons!) and Gary Powell (who did a terrific job on drums) had
damaged his hand so it was just the one song for the encore and then off to get some beauty sleep. David's voice was very strong, Sylain clearly was enjoying every second of it and Arthur's bass playing was very solid. Steve Conteh was fine on guitar, not Johnny but.....
Gruen's films were terrific earlier in the evening and there was also an exhibition of about 20 of his Dolls photos in the foyer including a brand new 2004 shot.
The only downsides of the night were that the hall was only 65% full (Friday sold out in 48 hours) and the flowers on the stage were very Morrissey, but not very Dolls.....
All in all a terrific night! I'll try to write more
tomorrow. Buy those Randalls Island tix for Aug 14!
Martin
Here ya go Lindsay, hot off the press:
Well, for all you cynics out there, you'd better buy your tickets for the Dolls. If you don't you'll regret it big time. They were TERRIFIC tonight! Here's the set list, including some real surprises:
Lookin' for a Kiss
Puss in Boots
Subway Train
?
Piece of my Heart (yes, the Janis Joplin song)
Bad Girl
You can't put your arms around a memory (sung by
Sylvain for Johnny)
Lonely Planet Boy
Private World
In my girlish days (Memphis Minnie song)
Vietnamese Baby
Pills
? (Gene Pitney song)
Mystery Girls
Frankenstein
Out in the Streets (Shangri Las)
Babylon
Trash
Jet Boy
Personality Crisis
Encore
Human Being
By the end they were shattered (who wouldn't be after those last 5
choons!) and Gary Powell (who did a terrific job on drums) had
damaged his hand so it was just the one song for the encore and then off to get some beauty sleep. David's voice was very strong, Sylain clearly was enjoying every second of it and Arthur's bass playing was very solid. Steve Conteh was fine on guitar, not Johnny but.....
Gruen's films were terrific earlier in the evening and there was also an exhibition of about 20 of his Dolls photos in the foyer including a brand new 2004 shot.
The only downsides of the night were that the hall was only 65% full (Friday sold out in 48 hours) and the flowers on the stage were very Morrissey, but not very Dolls.....
All in all a terrific night! I'll try to write more
tomorrow. Buy those Randalls Island tix for Aug 14!
Martin
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
Sunday, June 13, 2004
AMY RIGBY plays 2 Irish shows on July 1st and 2nd. UK mainland dates start July 5th. Cut along when she gets to your 'hood now won'tcha!
Apparently there's some football tournament on the go. That'll be why there's a bunch of sad, footie-related records in the Top 40 today then. Not knowing one end of a pitch from another is a major claim of mine. The TV schedules are even more pish than usual as the networks kowtow so I imagine i'll be watching a few dvd's or maybe even undertaking some of the tasks that have seen some serious procrastination over the last wee while. Finally saw BUBBA HO-TEP last night. It's "a redemptive, Elvis, Mummy picture", sez it's star Bruce Campbell. You oughtta see it too because it's damn good and very, very twisted.
Saturday, June 12, 2004
All these bands that get compared to the MC5 these days seldom end up as worthy of being mentioned in the same sentence. THE HELLACOPTERS on the other hand are pretty much the exception to the rule. These guys are honoraray denizens of the motor city sound and it is fitting that Nicke will be joining the DKT/MC5 ensemble in this part of the world. Why they don't rule the world is beyond my conception but that's a bugbear for another day. The Hellacopters are to the '5, et all, what Teenage Fanclub were to the resurrection of Alex Chilton's career. Prepare then to see, hear and fall headlong for THE SOLUTION for they and only they have the chops to save your sorry soul. Scott Morgan and Nicke Hellacopter have made a record that deserves to be so massive that I boggles the mind to try and use mere words. I wanna see a sea of hands fork over their hard earned for the upcoming album on the WILD KINGDOM label in Sweden and SWEET NOTHING in the UK. Visit SCOTT'S WEBSITE for US availability. Doubters and believers alike can take a look at the video for "I Have To Quit You" here in the news section.
Just received this report on the latest MAGIC CHRISTIAN gig in SF and figured I'd share it... thanks Don.
"just got back from the parkside show...they had a different drummer-- mike. looks like ginger baker. he was pretty good. in fact considering the tiny venue in a way i was glad prairie prince wasn't playing. he's just so powerful the band has to play super-loud to compete. with this guy they were turned down and you could hear things better than at the music hall show. small but spirited crowd. roy loney was in attendance. cyril played his dan armstrong thru the pod and into his reissue fender twin reverb. alec palao played a gretsch hollow body bass thru gallien kruger amp. paul sang and shook a tambourine. they did some new originals and a couple of beatles tunes. here's the set list: (which i'll save for mr stax)
made my bed
till i looked in her eyes
anytime at all
ride the light
my gal (the spoonful classic, "for roy loney")
things she said
no time to cry (for yers truly...thanks paul)
things we said today
right back
she's so good
too close to zero
encore: i can see for miles
the place was tiny with just a foot high "stage" and not the greatest PA but like i said, i could hear them better than at the first gig. cyril played without a pick like he did last time. mick green style. he's got a very bright, overdriven sound these days which he describes as being like keith on "street fighing man". and that's a very apt description.
new songs were good. i still love "no time to cry" - that's killer. but i also like "she's so good". i think they ought to move that one up in the set. great monkey beat song.
all in all a very good 2nd show. next one is sunday at the haight street fair. they should go on around 3 in the afternoon. haight and stanyan. see ya there -- don in frisco"
"just got back from the parkside show...they had a different drummer-- mike. looks like ginger baker. he was pretty good. in fact considering the tiny venue in a way i was glad prairie prince wasn't playing. he's just so powerful the band has to play super-loud to compete. with this guy they were turned down and you could hear things better than at the music hall show. small but spirited crowd. roy loney was in attendance. cyril played his dan armstrong thru the pod and into his reissue fender twin reverb. alec palao played a gretsch hollow body bass thru gallien kruger amp. paul sang and shook a tambourine. they did some new originals and a couple of beatles tunes. here's the set list: (which i'll save for mr stax)
made my bed
till i looked in her eyes
anytime at all
ride the light
my gal (the spoonful classic, "for roy loney")
things she said
no time to cry (for yers truly...thanks paul)
things we said today
right back
she's so good
too close to zero
encore: i can see for miles
the place was tiny with just a foot high "stage" and not the greatest PA but like i said, i could hear them better than at the first gig. cyril played without a pick like he did last time. mick green style. he's got a very bright, overdriven sound these days which he describes as being like keith on "street fighing man". and that's a very apt description.
new songs were good. i still love "no time to cry" - that's killer. but i also like "she's so good". i think they ought to move that one up in the set. great monkey beat song.
all in all a very good 2nd show. next one is sunday at the haight street fair. they should go on around 3 in the afternoon. haight and stanyan. see ya there -- don in frisco"
Saw THE MOONEY SUZUKI at a fairly busy King Tut’s in Glasgow on Wednesday past. I haven’t been convinced by their records but harbour a great deal of respect for their line in pastiche of a Grand Funk Railroad sleeve, right down to the board Electric Sweat was printed on. So anyways, if there’s some kinda kudos in throwing rock shapes then the MS are right up there. In terms of energy and the ability to put on a great show they don’t slouch either but I just don’t hear any songs. Spectacle-wise they have it down and I can’t believe that anybody seeing them wouldn’t warm to the effort. However, is that enough? It seems that in this day and age it can be and I wish them well for that 15 minutes or so. They don’t have a Tommy Volume though…
On the subject of the MS, UK visitors can log on to the Sony Music website to score a copy of a 7” that features tracks that won’t be on their “Alive and Amplified” set due in August. The were sharing the bill with a band called Lowfive who were competent to fair at best, the title of their debut single kinda summed them up, "Too Much of Nothing". Headliners were YOUNG HEART ATTACK who Gran’pa here had never heard of. Turns out they have an album on XL and have supported The Darkness etc. They’re perfectly acceptable for 10 or so minutes and then it all gets very conveyor belt. They’re actually more like Slade than AC/DC and if the lead guy is looking for a career after this then he can do a bloody good Noddy Holder. YHA are better than The Dorkness but only just and their pantomime rawk is typical of the triumph of style over substance that seems to be finding favour with “the kids”. I knew it was time to leave when thoughts of when my Nine Pound Hammer album might turn up to blow all this fluff away crept into my noggin plus it was a school night. The moral here is, by all means see The Suzuki. If they were playing festivals then compared to most of the other alleged entertainment, they’d take your head off. They can blow a head of steam alright but they need some hooks to supplement all the trouble they go to in projecting.
On the subject of the MS, UK visitors can log on to the Sony Music website to score a copy of a 7” that features tracks that won’t be on their “Alive and Amplified” set due in August. The were sharing the bill with a band called Lowfive who were competent to fair at best, the title of their debut single kinda summed them up, "Too Much of Nothing". Headliners were YOUNG HEART ATTACK who Gran’pa here had never heard of. Turns out they have an album on XL and have supported The Darkness etc. They’re perfectly acceptable for 10 or so minutes and then it all gets very conveyor belt. They’re actually more like Slade than AC/DC and if the lead guy is looking for a career after this then he can do a bloody good Noddy Holder. YHA are better than The Dorkness but only just and their pantomime rawk is typical of the triumph of style over substance that seems to be finding favour with “the kids”. I knew it was time to leave when thoughts of when my Nine Pound Hammer album might turn up to blow all this fluff away crept into my noggin plus it was a school night. The moral here is, by all means see The Suzuki. If they were playing festivals then compared to most of the other alleged entertainment, they’d take your head off. They can blow a head of steam alright but they need some hooks to supplement all the trouble they go to in projecting.
Friday, June 11, 2004
Looks like the Nitwitz are wowin' the Spanish masses as we speak, just take a peek at this forum where the general sentiment seems to be either "ahÃiiiiiiiii", "pa'arribaaaaaaa !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" or "OLE Y OLE!!".
Mrs Stim hepped me to this whole 'nother universe. Take a look at Planet Homestar Runner but beware, you might be trochling around this site a while. Certainly if you dig classy, strange, downright mental animation you will.
Thursday, June 10, 2004
Playlist: Here's the infrequent update on what's doin' the rounds on the hi-fi here at NBT's Dutch HQ: Top of the pile is the trio of 'Forth Worth Teen Scene' discs on Norton, as fine a set o' six-o garage blasts as y're gonna get. Great, great line-up o' both familiar cuts and previously un-issued ones. Sound's mighty-fi, 'n the de-luxe packaging features big-ass gatefold sleeves w/ pics galore 'n liners that rival 'War & Peace' in length, these babies set new standards for how this music should be served. Mark these as "absolutely essential" on your shoppinglist. Also vying for the RPMs is the Misunderstood's 'Lost Acetates' LP on Ugly Things , even w/ most of this predatin' the Glenn Campbell era, this is the perfect companion to the ol' 'Before The Dream Faded' discus. Wild as the early R&B stuff is, when sparks start flyin' offa that pedal steel I'm sold... You young uninitiated un's might scratch your skulls here, but we're talkin' loud, distorto-screechin' feedback here comin' from that steel guitar !. Make sure you memorized the 'Dream' disc first 'n then by all means get this... The UK Soul Jazz label delivers another great comp w/ 'Chicago Soul', a fine-as-wine set of late 60s Chess recordings, and I only refrain from givin' it the full thumbs up c/o of Phil Upchurch and the horrid incense reekin' Rotary Connection, turd is the word here, and I really have know idea how they've ever ended up in the company of Etta James, Bo, Muddy 'n the Wolf. Otherwise this makes for a solid soundtrack to your next shindig as long as you make sure to hit the skip button on time. It's gettin' way past midnight here, so in brief; the Thermals 'Fuckin' A' (Sub Pop) gets the vote even tho' I'm not to keen on the somewhat "English" vocalisin', but the tunes are top notch. The Oblivians demo LP (Goner) mentioned below has finally reached my doorstep, and even tho' it's a bit lo on the fi, the genius these guys shared is clear as day even at this early stage. Gotta go get some sleep...
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
The one and the only Ms Karen McBurnie sent me this yesterday and having contacted the man responsible, he's given me the nod to reproduce it here...
Remembering Robert Quine
Dear Friend,
By now you may have heard the sad news: Over Memorial Day weekend, Robert Quine died at age 61, reportedly of an intentional heroin overdose. He was preceded in death by his wife Alice Sherman, who suffered a sudden fatal heart attack in August 2003. Friends say that her loss sent Bob into a deep depression from which he never emerged.
Because Bob Quine was one of the most original and innovative electric guitar players of the past 30 years, I knew about him long before I ever had an extended conversation with him. I never met his wife, never visited their Grand Street apartment, never even shared a meal or listened to records with him. We had just begun to get acquainted in the three years prior to Alice's death, but the combination of his playing and his personality left a deep, indelible impression on me. I'm going to miss those infrequent but prolonged phone conversations marked by Quine's acerbic humor, passionate enthusiams, withering critiques, even his wry, Akron-bred tone of voice.
Bob was eight years my senior and had been thunderstruck by rock & roll in 1955 at age 12. Consequently, he had witnessed a lot of amazing music ranging from Buddy Holly at a civic auditorium in Ohio (where Holly was the only white act on the bill) to the Allman Brothers Band in a college dorm lounge in St. Louis. Once, when I worked at Sony Music in the late Nineties, I sent him the Sony Legacy box set The Complete Miles Davis Quintet - Live at the Plugged Nickel - 1965. Bob called to thank me--and casually mentioned that he'd been in the audience for two nights of Miles' run. He followed the Velvet Underground so devotedly that, in 2001, Polygram/Universal issued a three-CD compilation of live VU performances recorded by Bob in 1969 (Bootleg Series Volume 1: The Quine Tapes).
It was my privilege to see him play with three different live groups: Richard Hell & the Voidoids, the Lou Reed band (with bassist Fernando Saunders and drummer Fred Maher), and the short-lived Deadline (with bassist Bill Laswell and the late drummer Philip Wilson). I remember one middle-period Voidoids set at C.B.G.B. where I thought the walls would cave in from the combined playing of Quine and Ivan Julian. They were putting out so much music that night, at such a ferocious level of engagement, that it didn't seem possible for the building to contain it all.
Although Bob himself didn't own a computer and had never used email, Steve Caratzas has created an excellent Quine website including a career discography. Bob did multiple recordings with Richard Hell, Lou Reed, Matthew Sweet, Lloyd Cole, and John Zorn. Other Quine credits include Tom Waits (Rain Dogs), Marianne Faithfull (Strange Weather), and Andre Williams (Bait and Switch).
In a lengthy 1997 interview with Jason Gross of Perfect Sound Forever, Bob states that he made "two weeks of tapes" with Brian Eno in 1980, none of which have ever been released; and that Richard Hell's Blank Generation album was recorded twice in its entirety, with the first version (from the spring of '77) still in the can. One of my personal favorites is Hell's Destiny Street (1982), on which album producer Alan Betrock cut Quine loose to lay down "backwards guitar, feedback guitar, speeded-up guitar...I got that out of my system for once and for all."
Other Bob Quine quotes from the PSF interview:
"There have been good and bad years in rock but the best years were '55 to early '61."
"A turning point for me was in 1966 when I was in San Francisco. I saw John Coltrane with Alice Coltrane, Pharoah Sanders, Rashied Ali. I'm trying to analyze this stuff and figure it out. I'm in the front row and all of a sudden, these two horns are right in my face. I said 'yes, I understand this.'"
"'He Loved Him Madly' [from Get Up With It, 1972] is like my favorite Miles Davis track of all time...[E]motionally, when the smoke has cleared, that will be regarded as one of his most profound statements. You could listen to it when you're depressed, when you're having sex or whatever."
"I play with singers/songwriters and one thing that's crucial is that I listen to the lyrics. Like with Lou Reed's 'Waves of Fear'--if it had been about making an egg cream, my solo would be different than a guy having a nervous breakdown."
"I'm in situation where I've accomplished something. Half the time, I can't believe that people care about me."
Well, we did care. And although he'd probably be embarrassed to hear it, I'll say it anyway: Thank you, Bob Quine.
Andy Schwartz, New York, NY
Gramercy7@yahoo.com
(For anybody who maybe doesn't know. Andy Schwartz is the former editor and publisher of New York Rocker magazine (1978-83))
Remembering Robert Quine
Dear Friend,
By now you may have heard the sad news: Over Memorial Day weekend, Robert Quine died at age 61, reportedly of an intentional heroin overdose. He was preceded in death by his wife Alice Sherman, who suffered a sudden fatal heart attack in August 2003. Friends say that her loss sent Bob into a deep depression from which he never emerged.
Because Bob Quine was one of the most original and innovative electric guitar players of the past 30 years, I knew about him long before I ever had an extended conversation with him. I never met his wife, never visited their Grand Street apartment, never even shared a meal or listened to records with him. We had just begun to get acquainted in the three years prior to Alice's death, but the combination of his playing and his personality left a deep, indelible impression on me. I'm going to miss those infrequent but prolonged phone conversations marked by Quine's acerbic humor, passionate enthusiams, withering critiques, even his wry, Akron-bred tone of voice.
Bob was eight years my senior and had been thunderstruck by rock & roll in 1955 at age 12. Consequently, he had witnessed a lot of amazing music ranging from Buddy Holly at a civic auditorium in Ohio (where Holly was the only white act on the bill) to the Allman Brothers Band in a college dorm lounge in St. Louis. Once, when I worked at Sony Music in the late Nineties, I sent him the Sony Legacy box set The Complete Miles Davis Quintet - Live at the Plugged Nickel - 1965. Bob called to thank me--and casually mentioned that he'd been in the audience for two nights of Miles' run. He followed the Velvet Underground so devotedly that, in 2001, Polygram/Universal issued a three-CD compilation of live VU performances recorded by Bob in 1969 (Bootleg Series Volume 1: The Quine Tapes).
It was my privilege to see him play with three different live groups: Richard Hell & the Voidoids, the Lou Reed band (with bassist Fernando Saunders and drummer Fred Maher), and the short-lived Deadline (with bassist Bill Laswell and the late drummer Philip Wilson). I remember one middle-period Voidoids set at C.B.G.B. where I thought the walls would cave in from the combined playing of Quine and Ivan Julian. They were putting out so much music that night, at such a ferocious level of engagement, that it didn't seem possible for the building to contain it all.
Although Bob himself didn't own a computer and had never used email, Steve Caratzas has created an excellent Quine website including a career discography. Bob did multiple recordings with Richard Hell, Lou Reed, Matthew Sweet, Lloyd Cole, and John Zorn. Other Quine credits include Tom Waits (Rain Dogs), Marianne Faithfull (Strange Weather), and Andre Williams (Bait and Switch).
In a lengthy 1997 interview with Jason Gross of Perfect Sound Forever, Bob states that he made "two weeks of tapes" with Brian Eno in 1980, none of which have ever been released; and that Richard Hell's Blank Generation album was recorded twice in its entirety, with the first version (from the spring of '77) still in the can. One of my personal favorites is Hell's Destiny Street (1982), on which album producer Alan Betrock cut Quine loose to lay down "backwards guitar, feedback guitar, speeded-up guitar...I got that out of my system for once and for all."
Other Bob Quine quotes from the PSF interview:
"There have been good and bad years in rock but the best years were '55 to early '61."
"A turning point for me was in 1966 when I was in San Francisco. I saw John Coltrane with Alice Coltrane, Pharoah Sanders, Rashied Ali. I'm trying to analyze this stuff and figure it out. I'm in the front row and all of a sudden, these two horns are right in my face. I said 'yes, I understand this.'"
"'He Loved Him Madly' [from Get Up With It, 1972] is like my favorite Miles Davis track of all time...[E]motionally, when the smoke has cleared, that will be regarded as one of his most profound statements. You could listen to it when you're depressed, when you're having sex or whatever."
"I play with singers/songwriters and one thing that's crucial is that I listen to the lyrics. Like with Lou Reed's 'Waves of Fear'--if it had been about making an egg cream, my solo would be different than a guy having a nervous breakdown."
"I'm in situation where I've accomplished something. Half the time, I can't believe that people care about me."
Well, we did care. And although he'd probably be embarrassed to hear it, I'll say it anyway: Thank you, Bob Quine.
Andy Schwartz, New York, NY
Gramercy7@yahoo.com
(For anybody who maybe doesn't know. Andy Schwartz is the former editor and publisher of New York Rocker magazine (1978-83))
The latest Star Spangle, direct from their bunker, info is as follows...
Hey! (If you have a lisp, good luck with this one…)
The Star Spangles declare their independence from everything (except their fans) Saturday, July 3rd at Sin-e, NYC (Attorney at Stanton St.)
The Star Spangles, 11pm
Back In Spades, 10pm
Sexy Magazines, 9pm
The Stalkers, 8pm
Back In Spades is from Detroit. Usually that would be enough, but, as an added bonus, it also features Jackson Smith. They are the best new band out there, according to me. Do not miss them.
Our shows with the Chesterfield Kings and the Romantics were as good as it gets and next, we look forward to hooking up with the Real Kids at Boston’s Coolidge Comer Theatre on June 11th to celebrate the premiere of their bio-pic, “All Kindsa Girls” Anybody in the vicinity should check it out.
Those of you who live on, or near Long Island, NY can come and see us at the Crazy Donkey in Farmingdale on June 22nd. We’re “special guests” on a Battle Of The Bands show that Little Steven is promoting in conjunction with his excellent Underground Garage
This from Japan, last year - www3.stream.co.jp/web/mtvi/meta/s/ss03_live/starspanglers.ram
(Sadly, they cut it just before TV threw his socks into the crowd)
When they’re not on tour, Nick & Joey spin the good vinyl at Lit, 93 Second Ave every Monday. It’s highly entertaining, and sometimes a geezer with mammoth tits shows up.
Those of you with Concert TV on your digital cable system, should check out the glory that is Tom Walker’s video for the single that should have been: “I Don’t Wanna Be Crazy Anymore” It’s on for a month. If you don’t have it, bug your cable company. http://www.watchconcert.com for a tease…
Keep August 14th free…(trust me)
www.thestarspangles.com (new t-shirts any day now…)
The logo competition is still on. Closing date is July 30th. Info@thestarspangles.com has been getting A LOT of mail with viruses attached. They get deleted immediately without being opened. We acknowledge every submission we see, so if you sent something and didn’t hear from us, you are diseased. Please be more careful.
Remember…there’s a lot of stuff out there passing itself off as “rock & roll.” You are a Spangles fan, so you know the difference. It is your duty to educate others. We’re doing our bit. There was a time when radio was fun to listen to, and the charts were exciting. Now we are subjected to shite presented as “cool” or “hip” by droogs who wouldn’t know the good stuff if it pissed down their throat. Scope out alternatives. Satellite and/or web radio is worth a try. Steven’s slowly making a difference. The Spangles did 2 hours on East Village Radio last week. It’s a pirate, AND on the web. We love pirates, those who reject the system. www.eastvillageradio.com Supporting live music is another way to make changes. Patronize your local indy record store, too. And trade files. Pick a side…take a stand…this is the modern war
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We are deeply saddened by the death of NY guitar great, Robert Quine. He was one of the few musicians who could justifiably be called a genius.
Hey! (If you have a lisp, good luck with this one…)
The Star Spangles declare their independence from everything (except their fans) Saturday, July 3rd at Sin-e, NYC (Attorney at Stanton St.)
The Star Spangles, 11pm
Back In Spades, 10pm
Sexy Magazines, 9pm
The Stalkers, 8pm
Back In Spades is from Detroit. Usually that would be enough, but, as an added bonus, it also features Jackson Smith. They are the best new band out there, according to me. Do not miss them.
Our shows with the Chesterfield Kings and the Romantics were as good as it gets and next, we look forward to hooking up with the Real Kids at Boston’s Coolidge Comer Theatre on June 11th to celebrate the premiere of their bio-pic, “All Kindsa Girls” Anybody in the vicinity should check it out.
Those of you who live on, or near Long Island, NY can come and see us at the Crazy Donkey in Farmingdale on June 22nd. We’re “special guests” on a Battle Of The Bands show that Little Steven is promoting in conjunction with his excellent Underground Garage
This from Japan, last year - www3.stream.co.jp/web/mtvi/meta/s/ss03_live/starspanglers.ram
(Sadly, they cut it just before TV threw his socks into the crowd)
When they’re not on tour, Nick & Joey spin the good vinyl at Lit, 93 Second Ave every Monday. It’s highly entertaining, and sometimes a geezer with mammoth tits shows up.
Those of you with Concert TV on your digital cable system, should check out the glory that is Tom Walker’s video for the single that should have been: “I Don’t Wanna Be Crazy Anymore” It’s on for a month. If you don’t have it, bug your cable company. http://www.watchconcert.com for a tease…
Keep August 14th free…(trust me)
www.thestarspangles.com (new t-shirts any day now…)
The logo competition is still on. Closing date is July 30th. Info@thestarspangles.com has been getting A LOT of mail with viruses attached. They get deleted immediately without being opened. We acknowledge every submission we see, so if you sent something and didn’t hear from us, you are diseased. Please be more careful.
Remember…there’s a lot of stuff out there passing itself off as “rock & roll.” You are a Spangles fan, so you know the difference. It is your duty to educate others. We’re doing our bit. There was a time when radio was fun to listen to, and the charts were exciting. Now we are subjected to shite presented as “cool” or “hip” by droogs who wouldn’t know the good stuff if it pissed down their throat. Scope out alternatives. Satellite and/or web radio is worth a try. Steven’s slowly making a difference. The Spangles did 2 hours on East Village Radio last week. It’s a pirate, AND on the web. We love pirates, those who reject the system. www.eastvillageradio.com Supporting live music is another way to make changes. Patronize your local indy record store, too. And trade files. Pick a side…take a stand…this is the modern war
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We are deeply saddened by the death of NY guitar great, Robert Quine. He was one of the few musicians who could justifiably be called a genius.
Monday, June 07, 2004
From Flyin' Bri'...
"saw The Manikins link, if youre up for it can you mention they're playin at the Dog 'n' Parrot in Newcastle on 2nd july (with the illlegal movers) 'n' The Fishtank, Durham on 3rd July (with The Loaded Hoods). Both the Movers 'n' Hoods could well be doing selected dates around the UK with The 5678's in August!"
"saw The Manikins link, if youre up for it can you mention they're playin at the Dog 'n' Parrot in Newcastle on 2nd july (with the illlegal movers) 'n' The Fishtank, Durham on 3rd July (with The Loaded Hoods). Both the Movers 'n' Hoods could well be doing selected dates around the UK with The 5678's in August!"
While diggin' around for more info on the below, I noticed that Richard Hell's site has a message on te recent passing of Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
Sunday, June 06, 2004
Went out tonight to see the Ponys here in town. I'd passed on their LP, considerin' it too new wave-ish, but I gotta say that in a live setting they were actually pretty good. They've got a strong 1977-NYC-Talking Heads-Television-Richard Hell kinda vibe goin' which is fine by me, in fact I wouldn't have been surprised if they'd included 'That's All I Know Right Now' in their set. Only complaint was the long freak-out thing they choose to close with. Heck, I would really apreciate it if bands would can this shit in the future. I mean; why bother?.
Truth be told: main reason for goin' out was support band the Sack-O'-Woes, who I've been eager to see for some time now, but shoot me if I didn't arrive late into their set and only caught a couple of their songs. My loss obviously, 'cause these guys do a real straight forward punk thing and do it good. Their recent 10" is proof positive of just that. These guys deserve your support, and believe you me, next time they're playin' 'round here, I'll make sure to be there on time.
(Dutch readers might wanna check Sack-O'-Woes mainman Niels' fanzine 'I Hate Music', available right here).
Truth be told: main reason for goin' out was support band the Sack-O'-Woes, who I've been eager to see for some time now, but shoot me if I didn't arrive late into their set and only caught a couple of their songs. My loss obviously, 'cause these guys do a real straight forward punk thing and do it good. Their recent 10" is proof positive of just that. These guys deserve your support, and believe you me, next time they're playin' 'round here, I'll make sure to be there on time.
(Dutch readers might wanna check Sack-O'-Woes mainman Niels' fanzine 'I Hate Music', available right here).
I dunno what it's like today where you're reading this but the radio, papers and TV here in the home of the haggis are awash with the 60th Anniversary of the D-Day landings. The marking of this event is all well and good but it seems to have been hijacked by visiting (in)dignitaries. Individuals who, for the most part, are in my opinion just using it as a platform for their own pathetic grandstanding. These gimps have all but halted the roaming of the real people who fought and lost comrades. Security is said to be so tight that they can't get to the places they need to go. Surely it should be understood that these veterans should have the key to the whole bloody country, at least for a day? On Radio Scotland this morning it was reported that one of the soldiers returning to the site had asked if what they were being subjected to was "freedom". Take Wee Jack f'rinstance. The media was awash with the shame that the leader of the Scottish District Cooncil had plumped to go to a dinner in celebration of St Andrews Golf Club and not France. Then shock, horror - pressure is brought to bear and he decides he'll U-turn and head for France.
His mind was made up. He should have been refused entry and been turned back. The survivors of the landings and their families of all sides shouldn't have to be subjected to arseholes jumping on the bandwagon created around such an event. And who exactly is paying for all this security? That'll be us, the chumps of course. Who usually pays for such a jolly? Not the (in)dignitaries that's for sure. I understand completely how having all these figureheads might make Normandy a target for that group that always gets the credit for doing very bad things but all the more reason for the freeloaders to stay at home. Let freedom reign? Will they hell is like?? Not if there's a bucket of Ferrero Rocher to be guzzled with a swally. If there's a charabang trip that'll get their fizzogs beamed all across the planet then they're in there, like a wee furry critter up a pipe. What does any of this have to do with rock'n'roll you may ask yerself? Well not much but sometimes it becomes necessary to consider the bigger picture. We're sailing in concievably perilous waters in the run-up to November and eggs cannot be unscrambled. The stage management is set and we gotta hold on tight to our hollyhocks and hope that we all make it out the other side. It'll be a bumpy ride with plenty of twisted turns and that's just about the only thing I reckon we can count on at this point. Have a nice day.
His mind was made up. He should have been refused entry and been turned back. The survivors of the landings and their families of all sides shouldn't have to be subjected to arseholes jumping on the bandwagon created around such an event. And who exactly is paying for all this security? That'll be us, the chumps of course. Who usually pays for such a jolly? Not the (in)dignitaries that's for sure. I understand completely how having all these figureheads might make Normandy a target for that group that always gets the credit for doing very bad things but all the more reason for the freeloaders to stay at home. Let freedom reign? Will they hell is like?? Not if there's a bucket of Ferrero Rocher to be guzzled with a swally. If there's a charabang trip that'll get their fizzogs beamed all across the planet then they're in there, like a wee furry critter up a pipe. What does any of this have to do with rock'n'roll you may ask yerself? Well not much but sometimes it becomes necessary to consider the bigger picture. We're sailing in concievably perilous waters in the run-up to November and eggs cannot be unscrambled. The stage management is set and we gotta hold on tight to our hollyhocks and hope that we all make it out the other side. It'll be a bumpy ride with plenty of twisted turns and that's just about the only thing I reckon we can count on at this point. Have a nice day.
Whenever Jan Kooi sez; "hey Jeroen, listen to this", I always oblige, 'cause the man certainly has good taste. His latest discovery are the Manikins, a cool new punk-ish outfit from Sweden...
Saturday, June 05, 2004
The new DAVE ALVIN album, ASHGROVE is out any day now on YEP ROC records and early birdlike individuals snaffling up copies of the initial pressing will receive an additional 2 track cd of material completed just after the project was completed. So I guess that'll be you then kiddo?
Sticking with the Joisey theme of the last couple of posts, we had the pleasure of dropping by THE BUBBA MAC SHACK to catch JERRY (THE GEATOR) BLAVAT in action. More about that in due course but Bubba was kind enough to lay some copies of his self-released Blues Band cd's on us and if you're ever in the Somers Point hood then you should toddle on down to Bubba's for a snapshot of American culture best enjoyed in it's own environs. We get all the dodgy US franchaises here but we need a place like the shack to shake in. Accept no imitations.
In a clever SOPRANOS related segue here, I gotta remind you to pledge allegience to LITTLE STEVEN'S UNDERGROUND GARAGE. A veritable last bastion of all the music that matters from then, now and still to come. Do it or he'll slip into Silvio mode and come getcha.
I get kinda nervous when I see a comparison to Thee Headcoats or their ilk in a press release. Y'see, I don't really rate them and figure much of the B. Childish canon to be art rock galumphing in g'rage clothing but our US cousins seem to be able to shake the positive elements about like they did and continue to do with the Beatles so I guess I'm mithering for nowt as usual. Anyway, I mention this because THEE FINE LINES introbumf namechecks that very combo but fear not because, apart from the basic feel of these their tunes having been wrought outta solid concrete, any misgivings are soon shot-blasted clean away. This perfectly formed trio hail from that home of the hits, Springfield, Mo. and thusly are well versed in the big beat that cannae be beat. Their primal stomp is as raggedy and ready as a grizzly's hindquarters and all the better for it. There's a fine line in what's served up as "garage" these days and these youngsters most definitley have it down to keep them well inside the YO zone. They rocks, they rolls and all 14 songs pinch all the right spots to leave that nice bruising you like. Their debut, self titled album is just about to hit the stores and mail order emporiums that matter on a new Austin, TX label by the name of LICORICE TREE. A place where you'll soon be able to shake down a whole crop of wild and woolly recordings. The sound of the underground that deserves to be overground awready.
From the Dictators website: The Master Plan will be the special guests at Little Steven's Underground Garage Battle of the Bands in Long Island on June 23. Ten battle semifinalists appear with very special guests the Master Plan at the Crazy Donkey in Farmingdale, Long Island. Doors open at 8 p.m. More info: www.rockingarage.com.
My pal Jos was rather quick to point out that the mighty Sack-o'-Woes will be playin' this Sunday night here in Utrecht supporting the Ponys at the Tivoli De Helling.
Friday, June 04, 2004
Whilst on the subject of the written word, check out the great ROBBIE FULKS writing about the equally fabulous LUCINDA WILLIAMS. Talk about right on that there button.
The good lord knows there's not a lot of great "actually" printed material around these days but the most recent edition (#10) of ARTHUR is out now and tis of a very high standard. It can be picked up free in hip outlets (incl. Amoeba) throughout the US and Canada and even in the lobby of Ms Laura Cantrell's old apartment. It can also be subscribed to and I'll be danged if it isn't actually worth money.
This quite literally, joss came in...
"Yus, indeedy, Big L and brethren, sweetboy Teenslain and yer ever-lovin' BigKegShandy have found a new fortnightly, late-openin' home for Sonic Reducer, up the road in RayDaviesLand, London N6, cheek-by-jowl with Highgate tube ... Following an aborted push into the West End before Xmess, which saw The Beatings rock a packed Metro like four cheap alarm clocks (or even THE Alarm Clocks!) and yers trulies get a bollocking from Paul 'Blow Up/Off' Tunkin for daring to mix rekkids made before 1977 with those made afterwards (like, duh!), we've decided to return to our spiritual home, and lick our wounds (or nuts?) ... Expect the same mess o'righteous sounds (no Shite Stripes etc!) from the darin' '20s to these decidedly non-naughty noughties, including plenny o'sweaty funk, choice '60s garage, ravin' R&B, salacious soul, hemp-saturated jive, moon-hoppin' JA sounds, high energy rock'n'drool, and all'a the other shit that's fit to spin ... We kick off on July 9th, then go fortnightly after, with special guest DJs, too ... The Sonic Reducer Tag Team is also unbelievably proud to announce that we're DJing at the MC5-DKT gig at the Londinium Astoria on August 25th ... Be
there, or go boil yer 'eads ... Selah! Joss & Joe"
"Yus, indeedy, Big L and brethren, sweetboy Teenslain and yer ever-lovin' BigKegShandy have found a new fortnightly, late-openin' home for Sonic Reducer, up the road in RayDaviesLand, London N6, cheek-by-jowl with Highgate tube ... Following an aborted push into the West End before Xmess, which saw The Beatings rock a packed Metro like four cheap alarm clocks (or even THE Alarm Clocks!) and yers trulies get a bollocking from Paul 'Blow Up/Off' Tunkin for daring to mix rekkids made before 1977 with those made afterwards (like, duh!), we've decided to return to our spiritual home, and lick our wounds (or nuts?) ... Expect the same mess o'righteous sounds (no Shite Stripes etc!) from the darin' '20s to these decidedly non-naughty noughties, including plenny o'sweaty funk, choice '60s garage, ravin' R&B, salacious soul, hemp-saturated jive, moon-hoppin' JA sounds, high energy rock'n'drool, and all'a the other shit that's fit to spin ... We kick off on July 9th, then go fortnightly after, with special guest DJs, too ... The Sonic Reducer Tag Team is also unbelievably proud to announce that we're DJing at the MC5-DKT gig at the Londinium Astoria on August 25th ... Be
there, or go boil yer 'eads ... Selah! Joss & Joe"
So, it's a Thursday night in Bainsford. EDDIE AND THE HOT RODS were playing the Marquee in London 28 years ago and now they're hitting up The Martell in front of maybe 30 fans who've largely been with them since back in the day. Barrie Masters still has molto much more energy than me and the band delivered a solid set of old chestnuts and some new material that stands up better in the set at the required volume than it does on the new album, BETTER LATE THAN NEVER. Still it's great that they're still rolling and for my money The Hot Rods were the first UK punk combo in what was until then a US sense of the word. They transcended what became known as Pub Rock and veered off on an MC5 type trajectory while The Feelgoods largely stuck to their own finite furrow. These guys were doing it when the Pistols blueprint was still very much on the drawing board. A little known fact then, Eddie and the Hot Rods were on the cover of the pilot issue of NBT in September 1976. I never kept a copy and I don't think any survived but go ahead and prove me wrong if you can.
Thursday, June 03, 2004
It's been ages since I last visited the Goner site, so imagine my surprise, when gettin' there once again last night, I suddenly noticed that not only has Eric opened a real live Goner shop in Memphis (2152 Young Avenue, 901-722-0095, Tuesday-Saturday noon-seven, Sunday 1-5), but he also has a one-sided 10" disc available with the first ever recordings by his former band; the mighty Oblivians!. Why didn't anybody tell me?, I mean, f'r chris' sakes, there's a new disc out by what just might 've been the best of the 90s, but the news ain't out!. What's up with that?. A mere $10 plus postage will get you a copy tho', just go to the site and follow the instructions from there (or you can drop by the shop if you're in the area)...
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
Yeah it's definitley better that there's no real appropriation of The Ramones out there. Nothing brought that home to me like Joe's most recent Birthday Bash. My misgivings are based upon a sadness that Joey never got to see what he meant to people. Not the way he deserved to anyway. No matter what the gesture, The Alkaline Trio do not serve as a fitting memorial to the guy who really had it all. I never rated Mark as a drummer but rather tolerated his position within the band. His spoken word tours do little to underpin the importance of the combo he ended up in. Whilst I enjoyed being at the Bash to celebrate Joe and dug a chunk of the proceedings, I personally didn't reckon that what went down was a fitting memorial to Joey. A wise man told me to remember that even when Joe was alive, some of the bills he put together could be kind of ramshackle. Whilst that offered a perspective, I think the big guy would have dug the Star Spangles/Chesterfield Kings/Romantics triple whammy a night later just a wee bit more. That's what I like to think anyway.
No need for Mr. J to be apologising for listing Dutch shows as we have folks hungry for the real stuff in all corners of this sorry earth. Tomorrow in Glasgow, Iggy and his Stooges will be appearing at Download and taking the stage at 6.20pm. I won't be there because I can't afford it but General Cruickshank will so hopefully he'll deliver a wee report. The next night he's catching Edwyn Collins with The Alexander Brothers. If you're unfamiliar with the latter then Google the name and prepare to be aghast. Me? I'll be heading up the road to see Eddie and the Hot Rods. Who'da thunk it? You can see just about everybody in 2004, three-fifths of the MC5, a bunch of Stooges, what's left of The Dolls but there's no RAMONES. Pretty sick, eh?
For anybody around the Glesgae area, Mike Watt will be making an appearance at the one and only Monorail Music around 2pm prior to his Stooge duties.
Please excuse these Dutch gig listings, but believe you me these things don't happen too oft'. So if you're in close range of Amsterdam this Friday why not head for the OCCII In'it where the mighty Sack-o'-Woes will appear alongside some lesser talents...
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
The Oz division of EMI is set to release a four CD box-set of the Saints' Harvest recordings, including all three original LPs, B-sides, outtakes, a complete scrapped version of the 2nd LP plus a entire live set recorded at the Hope & Anchor in 1977. Anybody hip to the version of 'Demolition Girl' on the ol' H&A comp from way back when 'll tell ya this might turn out to be nigh on deadly...
Hey cats and chicks!
Tom Ingram & No Hit Records Presents a weekend of desperate rock 'n roll, sixties beats and other cool sounds! Stomp, shout and work it on out with an international cavalcade of the wildest bands and DJs around.
Featuring: The Monks, The Downliners Sect, The A-Bones, The Chesterfield Kings, Sky Saxon & The Seeds, The 5,6,7,8s, Hasil Adkins, The Reigning Sound, Deke Dickerson, Barrence Whitfield, The Swinging Neckbreakers and many more! Shagging, Shaking and Frugging 'til 7am(!) with DJs Mike Stax, Tony The Tyger, Billy Miller, Tim Warren, Todd Abramson, Lee Joseph, Gregg Kostelich plus more to be announced. Go Go girls galore!!
DATES: September 24, 25 & 26, 2004, MAIN BALLROOM HOURS: open until 4am, DJ ROOM HOURS: open until 7am each night, VENDOR ROOM HOURS: 2pm - 2am, VENUE: The Gold Coast Hotel & Casino 4000 W. Flamingo, Las Vegas, NV.
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Monday, May 31, 2004
The good news is that the Nomads will be playing the Sjock Festival in Gierle (Belgium) on July 11. The bad news is that public transport won't get me there...
The Fleshtones will make a special appearance at Little Steven’s Battle of Bands at the Double Door in Chicago on Thursday 10th June. The show will then be followed by weekend dates in Madison and Green Bay, WI. While on Saturday 19th June the band return to Troy, NY to participate in the Riverfest.
"Hey! If you're digging that CRAZY-ASSED screaming 60s punk song used in the H&M commercial, HERE IT IS! Both sides of the amazing 1967 garage classic by DR. SPECS OPRICAL ILLUSION on a 7" reissue on Crypt Records. Available SOON!". and…. COMING in late-MAY 2004!!!!!!!! 180-gram LP: REVEREND CHARLIE JACKSON God's Got It (Crypt-094 LP) Wooooweee! On VINYL, baby!! 13 cuts of his 1970s BOOKER & JACKSON label primeness licensed from Aum/Case Quarter from their awesome CD label shots, liners, rip-roarin' ANALOG 180-gram action! "God's Got It/ Something to Think About/ Wrapped Up and Tangled Up in Jesus/ Testimony of Rev. Charlie Jackson/ The Goodness of God Part 2/ This Old Building/ I Gave Up All I Had/ Fix It Jesus/ What a Time/ Trouble in My Way/ I Shall Not Be Moved/ Morning Train/ My Eternal Home" AVAILABLE MAY 24 2004!!!!!
Sunday, May 30, 2004
So here goes. I'm heading down the wormhole back toward reality and as you know, that bites. Back to Death Row having been granted a last request with no sign of being able to initiate an appeal. Shit happens. All the apples fell on me. Etc. There is no chemical solution to a spiritual problem though and thusly when I'm spat out into tomorrow then I gotta work on a clean slate principle. There are worthy things comin' up to stick around for and that's as upbeat as it gets for now.
Saturday, May 29, 2004
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ANT MUZAK is the funniest thing I've clocked in ages. Be sure to play the full 9 minute 50 sec version. Thanks to Sir Hoto for the link.
ANT MUZAK is the funniest thing I've clocked in ages. Be sure to play the full 9 minute 50 sec version. Thanks to Sir Hoto for the link.
From the tickets-scotland.com site....
At last, the news many of us have been waiting for... MC5 at the Garage! The Detroit legends now called DKT/MC5 for legal reasons bring their original full-throttle, white noise, politically charged psych out Rock 'N' Roll to Glasgow's Garage on Tuesday 31st August. God fathers of every band in your Rock & Roll record collection, if you like it raw this is the one YOU'VE been waiting for!
At last, the news many of us have been waiting for... MC5 at the Garage! The Detroit legends now called DKT/MC5 for legal reasons bring their original full-throttle, white noise, politically charged psych out Rock 'N' Roll to Glasgow's Garage on Tuesday 31st August. God fathers of every band in your Rock & Roll record collection, if you like it raw this is the one YOU'VE been waiting for!
Seems to be a few "happenings" with regard to celebrating the birth of this thing called "rock'n'roll". Apparently (according to the radio yesterday) it's been narrowed down to July 5th 1954 when Elvis cut "That's Alright Mama". Voila the 50th Anniversary of the beastie. As you all know, fine as that event may have been in terms of booting any mainstream jacksy, this stuff was bubbling away way before that but I digress. So auld yin and young yin alike, take a walk on yon wild side...
Belfast Rockabilly Roots Round-Up - Barrow Square, Belfast July 2-4th 2004 Celebrating 50 years of rock n roll
We are celebrating the 50th anniversary of rockabilly music in Laganside’s Barrow Square. Artists from the United States, Europe, the UK and Ireland are coming together in Belfast with their individual brands of modern rockabilly music as a living art form. Rockabilly - that mixture of blues, country, hillbilly and gospel music that came together and started the musical revolution we now know as rock n’ roll.
Historians may never agree about when and where rock n roll was born. But all historians do agree that the Sun Studios, 706 Union Avenue, Memphis, Tennessee began a revolution that spawned a legacy which still resonates today.
Sun Studios was responsible for some of the legends of modern music: Johnny Cash, Carl Perkins, Jerry Lee Lewis, Charlie Rich, Howlin’ Wolf, Roy Orbison, B.B. King but on July 5th, 1954, Elvis Presley recorded That’s Alright Mama in Sun Studios and created a world of rock n roll music.
Nic Roulette & the Blue Moon Boys- From Fort Wayne, Indiana. If you didn’t experience Elvis in the fifties, experience Nic Roulette now. This is high octane rockabilly, rooted in the fifties sound and equally loved by the punk and psychobilly audience.
The Rimshots- Proving once again that you don’t have to come from Memphis to make good rock n roll. These Welsh hillbillies will root and toot their way through their classic repertoire and Belfast will resonate with the cheer of lechyd Da!
The Sabrejets -hard boiled, no holds barred, no punched pulled, low-down white-knuckled, revved up hot rodded rockabilly from Belfast's greaser kings. The biggest and baddest band to come out of Belfast. Screaming guitars and lots of attitude are what to expect from this outfit.
Ponchartrain - A four-piece outfit fronted by Paul Godden, specialising in vintage (almost acoustic) country music with Cajun, Tex-Mex and a whole mess of influences thrown in for good measure. Joining Paul in the line-up are fellow "Rimshots" John Lewis and Mandy Davidson on guitar and vocals and double bass respectively (not forgetting Paul’s wife Jean on fiddle and accordion).
The Ranch House Favourites- From Holland, formed in 1992 and influenced by the great western swing bands of the 1940's and 1950's, this 5-piece outfit achieve a sound that is at once authentic and timeless. Over the years, the band has grown to become one of the hottest European retro outfits to burn up a dance floor.
The SureShots - Countless are the legends related to this quartet from the North East of England - this band is one of the hottest rockabilly outfits on the rockin' circuit, and, beside Newcastle Brown Ale, one of the most important exports from Newcastle!
Oona Fortune and the Millionaires- From Dublin, Oona has sung with some of the most entertaining bands in Ireland. She’s put together an all-star cast of Dublin rockabillies for her Belfast appearance. Mixing up hillbilly and rockabilly, Oona kick starts Sunday afternoon’s show.
Tickets £12 per day ticket. £20 for a two day pass. And can be bought in advance from the Belfast Visitor Centre: Tel: 02890 246609 or info@belfastvisitor.com
Belfast Rockabilly Roots Round-Up - Barrow Square, Belfast July 2-4th 2004 Celebrating 50 years of rock n roll
We are celebrating the 50th anniversary of rockabilly music in Laganside’s Barrow Square. Artists from the United States, Europe, the UK and Ireland are coming together in Belfast with their individual brands of modern rockabilly music as a living art form. Rockabilly - that mixture of blues, country, hillbilly and gospel music that came together and started the musical revolution we now know as rock n’ roll.
Historians may never agree about when and where rock n roll was born. But all historians do agree that the Sun Studios, 706 Union Avenue, Memphis, Tennessee began a revolution that spawned a legacy which still resonates today.
Sun Studios was responsible for some of the legends of modern music: Johnny Cash, Carl Perkins, Jerry Lee Lewis, Charlie Rich, Howlin’ Wolf, Roy Orbison, B.B. King but on July 5th, 1954, Elvis Presley recorded That’s Alright Mama in Sun Studios and created a world of rock n roll music.
Nic Roulette & the Blue Moon Boys- From Fort Wayne, Indiana. If you didn’t experience Elvis in the fifties, experience Nic Roulette now. This is high octane rockabilly, rooted in the fifties sound and equally loved by the punk and psychobilly audience.
The Rimshots- Proving once again that you don’t have to come from Memphis to make good rock n roll. These Welsh hillbillies will root and toot their way through their classic repertoire and Belfast will resonate with the cheer of lechyd Da!
The Sabrejets -hard boiled, no holds barred, no punched pulled, low-down white-knuckled, revved up hot rodded rockabilly from Belfast's greaser kings. The biggest and baddest band to come out of Belfast. Screaming guitars and lots of attitude are what to expect from this outfit.
Ponchartrain - A four-piece outfit fronted by Paul Godden, specialising in vintage (almost acoustic) country music with Cajun, Tex-Mex and a whole mess of influences thrown in for good measure. Joining Paul in the line-up are fellow "Rimshots" John Lewis and Mandy Davidson on guitar and vocals and double bass respectively (not forgetting Paul’s wife Jean on fiddle and accordion).
The Ranch House Favourites- From Holland, formed in 1992 and influenced by the great western swing bands of the 1940's and 1950's, this 5-piece outfit achieve a sound that is at once authentic and timeless. Over the years, the band has grown to become one of the hottest European retro outfits to burn up a dance floor.
The SureShots - Countless are the legends related to this quartet from the North East of England - this band is one of the hottest rockabilly outfits on the rockin' circuit, and, beside Newcastle Brown Ale, one of the most important exports from Newcastle!
Oona Fortune and the Millionaires- From Dublin, Oona has sung with some of the most entertaining bands in Ireland. She’s put together an all-star cast of Dublin rockabillies for her Belfast appearance. Mixing up hillbilly and rockabilly, Oona kick starts Sunday afternoon’s show.
Tickets £12 per day ticket. £20 for a two day pass. And can be bought in advance from the Belfast Visitor Centre: Tel: 02890 246609 or info@belfastvisitor.com
Mr Percival laid the following info on we and it sounds like something you should be makin' an effort to get to... I just saw The Chesterfield Kings just over a week ago and they brought back some eminent memories. Particularly the show in Berlin 1988 where they went "glam" and broke the hearts of the purists. Now they do The Rolling Stones better than Jagger and Co could ever expect to do and most importantly they deliver the rock (and roll) that is seemingly extinct these days in spades.
Three days of wild twisted city rock & teenage kicks!
JULY 1-2-3 SUMMER 2004. WaterFront, Rotterdam
The time has come that a long cherished juvenile dream will come true. The first Dutch International Garage Festival is in the works and is aptly named Primitive! Rotterdam’s infamous rock venue WaterFront, which has a very credible reputation concerning its involvement with elementary rock ‘n’roll, will present a festival bill featuring everything inbetween the pioneering original raw sixties sounds to the mayhem of nowadays decent garage bands. No lame retro crap, not a boring old farts’ band from the stone age, and no dull bandwagon jumpers of the so-called new garage groups. The garage music, as originated in the mid sixties, is celebrating its third major revival these days and Primitive! is all about the raw, pure exciting sound driven by teenage energy and a never ending search for the kicks in life.
Primitive! will be a wild garage punk blow out; three days of the best bands and deejays available. On the bill are amongst others: The Remains, a legendary group responsible for great godlike classics, they toured the States with The Beatles and are still worshipped by fans of sixties music all over the world. The Chesterfield Kings, the absolute rulers of the early eighties garage-revival, The Buff Medwayswith renaissance man Billy Childish, The Solarflares, who came from the ashes of The Prisoners. Also on the bill are new comers Thee Exciters from Southampton, local trash blues duo The Low Point Drains, Dutch surf & garage veterans The Firebirds, The Satelliters orthodox sixties punk from Germany, Spanish party band Dr. Explosion and Dutch garage-beat purveyors The Nederbietels. All this and The Von Bondies from Detroit and many, many more.
As if this is not enough to blow you out off your socks, the promotors of Primitive! have booked the hottest deejays to keep the dancefloor boiling: Tim Warren(U.S.A., Crypt Records), Ritchie Screaming Apple & Lutz Soundflat (Germany), Dirk Dutronic (Belgium), Jorge Explosion (Spain), Michel Da Capo, Roccalberti, Señor Alberto, Jan & Jan Prime Time and Dandy Dave (Holland) to name but only a few.
To keep people off the streets, WaterFront also has organised a movie program in cooperation with WORMbeeld. A once in a lifetime chance to see cult-movie classics from the last four decades on the big screen. And there is more to meet the eye: around the time of the festival, Showroom Mama runs an exhibition featuring custom art, record sleeves and concert poster design and the phenomenal world of fanzines from all over the globe.
For even more information CLICK HERE!
Three days of wild twisted city rock & teenage kicks!
JULY 1-2-3 SUMMER 2004. WaterFront, Rotterdam
The time has come that a long cherished juvenile dream will come true. The first Dutch International Garage Festival is in the works and is aptly named Primitive! Rotterdam’s infamous rock venue WaterFront, which has a very credible reputation concerning its involvement with elementary rock ‘n’roll, will present a festival bill featuring everything inbetween the pioneering original raw sixties sounds to the mayhem of nowadays decent garage bands. No lame retro crap, not a boring old farts’ band from the stone age, and no dull bandwagon jumpers of the so-called new garage groups. The garage music, as originated in the mid sixties, is celebrating its third major revival these days and Primitive! is all about the raw, pure exciting sound driven by teenage energy and a never ending search for the kicks in life.
Primitive! will be a wild garage punk blow out; three days of the best bands and deejays available. On the bill are amongst others: The Remains, a legendary group responsible for great godlike classics, they toured the States with The Beatles and are still worshipped by fans of sixties music all over the world. The Chesterfield Kings, the absolute rulers of the early eighties garage-revival, The Buff Medwayswith renaissance man Billy Childish, The Solarflares, who came from the ashes of The Prisoners. Also on the bill are new comers Thee Exciters from Southampton, local trash blues duo The Low Point Drains, Dutch surf & garage veterans The Firebirds, The Satelliters orthodox sixties punk from Germany, Spanish party band Dr. Explosion and Dutch garage-beat purveyors The Nederbietels. All this and The Von Bondies from Detroit and many, many more.
As if this is not enough to blow you out off your socks, the promotors of Primitive! have booked the hottest deejays to keep the dancefloor boiling: Tim Warren(U.S.A., Crypt Records), Ritchie Screaming Apple & Lutz Soundflat (Germany), Dirk Dutronic (Belgium), Jorge Explosion (Spain), Michel Da Capo, Roccalberti, Señor Alberto, Jan & Jan Prime Time and Dandy Dave (Holland) to name but only a few.
To keep people off the streets, WaterFront also has organised a movie program in cooperation with WORMbeeld. A once in a lifetime chance to see cult-movie classics from the last four decades on the big screen. And there is more to meet the eye: around the time of the festival, Showroom Mama runs an exhibition featuring custom art, record sleeves and concert poster design and the phenomenal world of fanzines from all over the globe.
For even more information CLICK HERE!
Thursday, May 27, 2004
Word is that the Excelsior label is planning to reissue the 1980 'A Treat Of New Beat' LP by legendary Dutch band The Rousers. A classic slice of punk/powerpop, this disc has remained in obscurity way too long, and it's good to learn it'll be finally gettin' the red carpet treatment it deserves; 'cause work is bein' done on a full-length documentary to be included as a bonus DVD in the package. Anyone with access to video and or filmed material of the band is encouraged to contact us, and we'll pass on the info.
OK. I'm back and I know why I'm a little jumpy about going anyplace these days. Fact is that there's never enough time and ergo a lot of unfinished "business" is the result. People have schedules and these have a tendancy to conflict. Reality is a nonstop kick in the stones alright. All in all though, we had a bloody chuffing ball and I salute those of our extended family that we did see. More of which later...
Meanwhile lets get back to the purpose of all this, to connect you folks with the stuff you need as a regular transfusion, perhaps antidote to the shit you get fed on a day to day basis...
"Ross McIntyre and Martin Percival, who run Rezillos.com on behalf of the band, will be interviewing the Rezillos next month for an exclusive interview to appear on the band's site. This is your chance to ask the Rezillos those questions you've been waiting half a lifetime to ask!!! Please keep it to the Rezillos (no Revillos, Shake, Human League etc at this stage). They're looking to strike a balance in the questions between looking back at the 76-78 era as well as 2001 and forwards. They'll give a name check, of course, for everyone who has questions asked in the interview. The best place to post the questions is on the Yahoo
Groups Rezillos site: RIGHT HERE.
Meanwhile lets get back to the purpose of all this, to connect you folks with the stuff you need as a regular transfusion, perhaps antidote to the shit you get fed on a day to day basis...
"Ross McIntyre and Martin Percival, who run Rezillos.com on behalf of the band, will be interviewing the Rezillos next month for an exclusive interview to appear on the band's site. This is your chance to ask the Rezillos those questions you've been waiting half a lifetime to ask!!! Please keep it to the Rezillos (no Revillos, Shake, Human League etc at this stage). They're looking to strike a balance in the questions between looking back at the 76-78 era as well as 2001 and forwards. They'll give a name check, of course, for everyone who has questions asked in the interview. The best place to post the questions is on the Yahoo
Groups Rezillos site: RIGHT HERE.
Sunday, May 23, 2004
After a good night's sleep I figure it's time to give you the lowdown on the Lille trip. Came home late last night realizing that in the previous 3 days I slept all but 9 hours, and that's tuff goin' at this advanced age... but hey, it was well worth the bother.
Arrived early on Friday morning and went straight to the excellent Musee d'Art Moderne in Villeneuve d'Ascq. I won't bore you with too many details but I was pleasantly surprised by the amount of cubist stuff on display and a large number of works by the great Fernand Leger. Spend most of the afternoon strollin' thru' the city of Lille, the place had gone seriously upmarket since it collapsed as one of the last bastions of the industrial revolution several decades ago. The old city and it's numerous small shopping streets were busy to the point of being overcrowded, but the nice weather and relaxed atmosphere made sure I didn't feel the need to wipe out the busloads of tourists gettin' in my way.
When it was time to head for the hotel I took off in the completely opposite direction, thank god I ran into Steve and French Superrock fan extra ordinaire Jean Marc Rimette at that point who probably saved me from walkin' all the way to Antwerp. After shootin' the shit with these guys over a few beers and some microwaved "food" it was time to head for the main reason of our stay: The Fleshtones show at the Aeronef.
We walked in halfway opening band Toxic Waste's set and I amost started whishin' for another one of those nuked to death pizzas. Next up were French punk legends Metal Urbain, who are in the midst of some highly touted reunion tour, and I'm glad to report they did not disappoint. The two guitar/beatbox line-up was still intact and they played fiathfull versions of old classics like 'Paris Maquis' and 'Panik'. Good as it was tho', nothin' could have preparad me for the total onslaught that was the Fleshtones set, from the git go they seemed intend to tear the place up at max velocity. Hey, this Superrock stuff sure ain't for the weak of heart; jumpin', runnin', standin' still (Powerstance!) while constantly poundin' out song after great song ('Destination Greenpoint', 'Burnin' Hell', 'Hitburg USA', 'Ten Dollars More', you name it), these guys are still a force to be reckoned with. Even after close to three decades there's still no sign of 'm headin' for the rightlane, whatever fuels their engine is still in large supply.
The crowd loved it and seemed to have come from all over; including a bunch of German soccer holligans from Gelsenkirchen and a car full of Dutch kids, one of 'm apparently livin' just around the corner from HQ (!), well whadda you know?. If the Fleshtones never made it in the "real world", to a dedicated number of loonies these guys will forever be one of the finest rockin' units to grace this planet's stages. Please be sure to count me in among the latter.
(Check out Steve's tales on the Fleshtones' Hall Of Fame)
Arrived early on Friday morning and went straight to the excellent Musee d'Art Moderne in Villeneuve d'Ascq. I won't bore you with too many details but I was pleasantly surprised by the amount of cubist stuff on display and a large number of works by the great Fernand Leger. Spend most of the afternoon strollin' thru' the city of Lille, the place had gone seriously upmarket since it collapsed as one of the last bastions of the industrial revolution several decades ago. The old city and it's numerous small shopping streets were busy to the point of being overcrowded, but the nice weather and relaxed atmosphere made sure I didn't feel the need to wipe out the busloads of tourists gettin' in my way.
When it was time to head for the hotel I took off in the completely opposite direction, thank god I ran into Steve and French Superrock fan extra ordinaire Jean Marc Rimette at that point who probably saved me from walkin' all the way to Antwerp. After shootin' the shit with these guys over a few beers and some microwaved "food" it was time to head for the main reason of our stay: The Fleshtones show at the Aeronef.
We walked in halfway opening band Toxic Waste's set and I amost started whishin' for another one of those nuked to death pizzas. Next up were French punk legends Metal Urbain, who are in the midst of some highly touted reunion tour, and I'm glad to report they did not disappoint. The two guitar/beatbox line-up was still intact and they played fiathfull versions of old classics like 'Paris Maquis' and 'Panik'. Good as it was tho', nothin' could have preparad me for the total onslaught that was the Fleshtones set, from the git go they seemed intend to tear the place up at max velocity. Hey, this Superrock stuff sure ain't for the weak of heart; jumpin', runnin', standin' still (Powerstance!) while constantly poundin' out song after great song ('Destination Greenpoint', 'Burnin' Hell', 'Hitburg USA', 'Ten Dollars More', you name it), these guys are still a force to be reckoned with. Even after close to three decades there's still no sign of 'm headin' for the rightlane, whatever fuels their engine is still in large supply.
The crowd loved it and seemed to have come from all over; including a bunch of German soccer holligans from Gelsenkirchen and a car full of Dutch kids, one of 'm apparently livin' just around the corner from HQ (!), well whadda you know?. If the Fleshtones never made it in the "real world", to a dedicated number of loonies these guys will forever be one of the finest rockin' units to grace this planet's stages. Please be sure to count me in among the latter.
(Check out Steve's tales on the Fleshtones' Hall Of Fame)
Thursday, May 20, 2004
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
I'm a bit short on time to give you the full lowdown on this disc, but please believe me when I say that BGP's Super Funk vol.4 is as wild a funk comp as you're gonna get these days. The abuse of the Hammond B-3 on the National Soul Review's 'Engine #9' has got to be heard to be believed and is worth the price of admission alone, why the thing didn't blew it's fuses is beyond me. Scorchin', screamin', wailin', this disc is the ultimate in "good god y'all" party sounds...
Sunday, May 16, 2004
Barracudas (with Chris Wilson) this Friday in London.
Just to let you know that The Barracudas are playing on Friday 21st of May at The Dirty Water Club in London. Chris will be playing more than just an encore this time...
Just to let you know that The Barracudas are playing on Friday 21st of May at The Dirty Water Club in London. Chris will be playing more than just an encore this time...
Saturday, May 15, 2004
Friday, May 14, 2004
Hey, the brand new, tres sharp lookin' STAR SPANGLES site is all systems go. Pledge yer allegience and if you're in the hood, scoot to the Mercury Lounge in NY on May 20th.
Thursday, May 13, 2004
Uh oh, have any of you been experiencing e-grief on the mail front this past couple of days. Both here and at work servers have been up and dying or worse. Then I schlepp into the old blog thing here and they've been mucking about with the way you post etc. but I think I'm down with it now. I'm going to be somewhat outta the loop from tomorrow until approx. May 27th or thereabouts. Meanwhile Brother Joss weighs in with this public service info...
"Stronger Than Dirt - Or, How To Clean Yer Dirty Rekkids With Good Old Soap & Water!"
Frustrated by that awesome 45 you ordered from the US of A, which turned out to be filthier than your bestest drinkin' buddy's sexual fantasies? Nabbed an outrageously kool disc at a charity/thrift store, but it's got cat sick all over it? Lovingly deposited fingerprints and snot on yer fave blast from the past? Don't wanna buy or can't afford one o'them spiffy rekkid cleaning machines? Have no fear, Dr Rekkid is 'ere!
I've used the same simple rekkid cleaning method for years, often to rescue discs which are virtually unplayable (from accumulated storage dirt/grease, fingerprints, fluff in the grooves or just plain gobs of muck), and have had absolutely NO problems whatsoever, from a storage stability, cleaning medium residue or deteriorating sound quality POV. Obviously, 45s are easier to clean with this method than LPs (which can be unwieldy!), but having compared the results between using this and a £1,000 record cleaning machine, I'd go for the sink everytime! The only things I've had probs with are UK red label Atlantic 45s, which stain your fingers a nasty shade of crimson! Obviously, this method won't work if you've got long fingernails or hands textured like a bricklayer's!
You will need:
A new/non-gritty bar of good quality, perfume/conditioner-free pure vegetable soap A small/forceful flow of cold water (i.e. a faucet or tap!) A freshly laundered linen dishcloth/tea towel/glasscloth (must be pure linen, because of the lack of 'nap' on the surface of the towel) A flat surface Two hands
1) Clean your hands thoroughly, using the soap, paying close
attention to the tips of the fingers.
2) Lay the linen towel out on a handy flat & stable surface.
3) Grab 45/LP with yer left paw, by the label/edge, and wet the first side under a reasonable flow from the cold faucet.
4) Making sure that the surface of the vinyl is still wet/holding water, rub the fingers of your right hand across the soap, collecting enuff to make a small amount of 'slip' on yer digits, i.e. a visible amount of soap without lumps or smears.
5) Lay your fingers flat across the width of the vinyl, and move them towards yourself (clockwise, following the grooves!), as you slowly rotate the vinyl anti-clockwise, making sure you clean the whole width of the record.
6) Don't let the record dry out with soap on it! Add a smidge more water / soap as required!
7) After you've gone right around the record half a dozen times or so, paying particular attention to really mucky spots, turn the faucet on full and, holding the record at approx 45 degrees, angle it into the water stream, moving the vinyl up and down across the grooves, while turning it slowly anti-clockwise. Repeat for the second side, and then give both a another swoosh under the water, just to remove any dirt contamination from side one to two.
8) Shake the record to revove any large droplets of water, and check for soap residue (there shouldn't be any).
9) Lay the record on the linen towel and, using the ends of your fingers spread on the label, turn gently clockwise. Repeat for the other side, then move the record to a dry part of the towel and repeat on both sides.
10) When dry, wipe with your desired de-fluffing device/set your record brush up, then play!
Joss "Freezing fingers / clean vinyl" Hutton "
"Stronger Than Dirt - Or, How To Clean Yer Dirty Rekkids With Good Old Soap & Water!"
Frustrated by that awesome 45 you ordered from the US of A, which turned out to be filthier than your bestest drinkin' buddy's sexual fantasies? Nabbed an outrageously kool disc at a charity/thrift store, but it's got cat sick all over it? Lovingly deposited fingerprints and snot on yer fave blast from the past? Don't wanna buy or can't afford one o'them spiffy rekkid cleaning machines? Have no fear, Dr Rekkid is 'ere!
I've used the same simple rekkid cleaning method for years, often to rescue discs which are virtually unplayable (from accumulated storage dirt/grease, fingerprints, fluff in the grooves or just plain gobs of muck), and have had absolutely NO problems whatsoever, from a storage stability, cleaning medium residue or deteriorating sound quality POV. Obviously, 45s are easier to clean with this method than LPs (which can be unwieldy!), but having compared the results between using this and a £1,000 record cleaning machine, I'd go for the sink everytime! The only things I've had probs with are UK red label Atlantic 45s, which stain your fingers a nasty shade of crimson! Obviously, this method won't work if you've got long fingernails or hands textured like a bricklayer's!
You will need:
A new/non-gritty bar of good quality, perfume/conditioner-free pure vegetable soap A small/forceful flow of cold water (i.e. a faucet or tap!) A freshly laundered linen dishcloth/tea towel/glasscloth (must be pure linen, because of the lack of 'nap' on the surface of the towel) A flat surface Two hands
1) Clean your hands thoroughly, using the soap, paying close
attention to the tips of the fingers.
2) Lay the linen towel out on a handy flat & stable surface.
3) Grab 45/LP with yer left paw, by the label/edge, and wet the first side under a reasonable flow from the cold faucet.
4) Making sure that the surface of the vinyl is still wet/holding water, rub the fingers of your right hand across the soap, collecting enuff to make a small amount of 'slip' on yer digits, i.e. a visible amount of soap without lumps or smears.
5) Lay your fingers flat across the width of the vinyl, and move them towards yourself (clockwise, following the grooves!), as you slowly rotate the vinyl anti-clockwise, making sure you clean the whole width of the record.
6) Don't let the record dry out with soap on it! Add a smidge more water / soap as required!
7) After you've gone right around the record half a dozen times or so, paying particular attention to really mucky spots, turn the faucet on full and, holding the record at approx 45 degrees, angle it into the water stream, moving the vinyl up and down across the grooves, while turning it slowly anti-clockwise. Repeat for the second side, and then give both a another swoosh under the water, just to remove any dirt contamination from side one to two.
8) Shake the record to revove any large droplets of water, and check for soap residue (there shouldn't be any).
9) Lay the record on the linen towel and, using the ends of your fingers spread on the label, turn gently clockwise. Repeat for the other side, then move the record to a dry part of the towel and repeat on both sides.
10) When dry, wipe with your desired de-fluffing device/set your record brush up, then play!
Joss "Freezing fingers / clean vinyl" Hutton "
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Monday, May 10, 2004
Here's a short record update for those of you who care about such things (I know you're out there!). First off: Sony has put out a series of what they call "millenium editions" among which is the disc that includes our theme song; 'The Dictators Go Girl Crazy', nothing too special tho' except that it's housed in a digi-pack and retails for about $8.00. Same series also includes the Groovies' 'Supersnazz'. The Ramones 'Live at NYC Palladium 1978' disc has been around on CD for a while, but you might wanna check out Earmark's excellent vinyl edition. Handsomely packaged, this show was recorded only a week after the landmark 'It's Alive' set, but gives a more honest view of the original gung-ho Ramones in a live setting as that one was doctored to the point that it could almost be viewed as a studio album. Liners by Monte Melnick add to it's desirability. Thundertrain's recent Gulcher CD also get's the vinyl treatment from yet another Italian label. This fine slab of prime mid 70s pre-punk rock is not only the perfect soundtrack while reading back isues of Back Door Man, it also serves as a reminder of the wide range of sounds that made up the mid 70s US underground. More traditional than, say, Patti Smith or Rocket From The Thombs, these guys were as much a part of the undercurrent as either of 'm. I've long lost track of the KBD-styled comps that flooded the market in recent years thanks to the ever louder sound of barrel scraping on most of the wax on offer, but 'Bored Teenagers vol.3' is a nice (and legal!) exception to the rule. Well researched, this album delivers some great UK p-rock obscurities for fans of the early Jam and TV Personalities.
Sunday, May 09, 2004
"That's right poopsnacks, Amsterdam's Nitwitz, the band that rocks a little harder and never bothers to play their own country is heading for the land of TITTIES AND TAPAS for the fourth time : 4 Juni RENNES (F) , Mondo Bizarro; 5 Juni PARIS (F), tbc; 6 Juni TOULOUSE (F), L'autan; 7 Juni BERGARA (ES), Sala Jam; 8 Juni SAN SEBASTIAN (ES) Azkena; 9 Juni CACERES (ES), Sala Aldana; 10 Juni MADRID (ES), Gruta77; 11 Juni LEON (ES), Caan; 12 Juni ZARAGOZA (ES) venue tbc; 13 Juni SANT FELIU (ES) Atzavara Club; 14 Juni MONTPELLIER (F), Taf; 20 Juni BERLIN (D) Wild At Heart. Additional Swiss, German, and Scandi dates are in the works !".
So let's see, let's have a little resume of the past week... The GEOGRAPHIC day at Triptych was the polar opposite of rock'n'roll action. The Glasgow based label has really established itself as a solid one stop shop for what might be considered "outsider music" but is in effect cinematic in scope. I can't say that I dig much of what was on show but the vibe and the djing was top notch. The action started at the very reasonable time of 5pm which meant Gran'paw here could be back home before it got too late. I'm thinking about starting a campaign for all shows to start at this time, whaddaya reckon?
Fast forward to Wednesday and the Dave Alvin/Guilty Men show on The Ferry. No prizes for guessing that it was a stone gas but in terms of utter entertainment there just ain't many of these to the pound or whatever yer favourite unit of weight might be. With Chris Gaffney now a full time offender also, the troops dragged them blues kicking and screaming into a whole new arena. Dave is a fearsome guitar player and he's out to take the crown off anybody you figure might be better. The stellar set featured a nice cross section of his catalogue and two songs from his upcoming ASHGROVE set due June 15th on YEPROC.
Fellow YepRockers Big Sandy and his Flyrite Boys took the stage at Glasgow's Grand Ole Opry the night after and seemed very at home on that stage. The locals, headed up by one John Miller esq rolled up to the stage with tequilas for the man and he got increasingly pished over the course of the set. Like a true pro though, it never encroached on his sweet, civilised western swingin'. Openers Th' Legendary Shack*Shakers have rattled up a fair old rep on the bush telegraph but I found it all a tad laboured. It's like The Polecats meet Nine Pound Hammer via The Cramps. The schtick is very pantomime inbred and the "singers" antics began to grate very quickly. Imagine Dave Gahan gurning on Stars In Their Eyes as a young Jerry Lee. Sure, it's loud and somewhat in your face but it's all been done better and way sicker. Comparisons to J. Rotten Esq. and The Stooges are wide of the mark I'd say but valid for populist inclusion. I haven't heard their record but i'm thinking that its probably a tempo tantrum too far. They went down well though and that perplexes me as much as anything. Maybe my inability to be bowled over was because of the sheer power that was on display at The Ferry the evening before but on this occaision mine boat was nada floated.
Friday and Saturday have been spent chasing around the countryside trying to cover as many bases as possible. All of which I expect to come crashing down around my heid any minute. It's unlikely that I'll make tonights LOS STRAITJACKETS extravaganza because I'm too plumb pooped to pop and the thought of getting in at midnight and rising at 6am doesn't eleicit much in the way of joy. It's becoming increasingly obvious that I cannae dae it all but I still insist on having a go at it. Maybe that counts for something?
Fast forward to Wednesday and the Dave Alvin/Guilty Men show on The Ferry. No prizes for guessing that it was a stone gas but in terms of utter entertainment there just ain't many of these to the pound or whatever yer favourite unit of weight might be. With Chris Gaffney now a full time offender also, the troops dragged them blues kicking and screaming into a whole new arena. Dave is a fearsome guitar player and he's out to take the crown off anybody you figure might be better. The stellar set featured a nice cross section of his catalogue and two songs from his upcoming ASHGROVE set due June 15th on YEPROC.
Fellow YepRockers Big Sandy and his Flyrite Boys took the stage at Glasgow's Grand Ole Opry the night after and seemed very at home on that stage. The locals, headed up by one John Miller esq rolled up to the stage with tequilas for the man and he got increasingly pished over the course of the set. Like a true pro though, it never encroached on his sweet, civilised western swingin'. Openers Th' Legendary Shack*Shakers have rattled up a fair old rep on the bush telegraph but I found it all a tad laboured. It's like The Polecats meet Nine Pound Hammer via The Cramps. The schtick is very pantomime inbred and the "singers" antics began to grate very quickly. Imagine Dave Gahan gurning on Stars In Their Eyes as a young Jerry Lee. Sure, it's loud and somewhat in your face but it's all been done better and way sicker. Comparisons to J. Rotten Esq. and The Stooges are wide of the mark I'd say but valid for populist inclusion. I haven't heard their record but i'm thinking that its probably a tempo tantrum too far. They went down well though and that perplexes me as much as anything. Maybe my inability to be bowled over was because of the sheer power that was on display at The Ferry the evening before but on this occaision mine boat was nada floated.
Friday and Saturday have been spent chasing around the countryside trying to cover as many bases as possible. All of which I expect to come crashing down around my heid any minute. It's unlikely that I'll make tonights LOS STRAITJACKETS extravaganza because I'm too plumb pooped to pop and the thought of getting in at midnight and rising at 6am doesn't eleicit much in the way of joy. It's becoming increasingly obvious that I cannae dae it all but I still insist on having a go at it. Maybe that counts for something?
Friday, May 07, 2004
Where the hell does all the time go? I used to have bings of it and now I'm running on empty. It's been a heckuva week, head down - straight on with the dayjob activities. No amount of kvetching is gonna change that at this point so we'll see how it all figures in the season finale. Been at a bunch of shows this week though and I'll try to give you some kinda perspective on that in due course. Bet you cannae wait?...
Important news from Star Spangle HQ for you East Coasters...
"New York City's best rock and roll show for quite a while comes to the Mercury Lounge, May 20th when The Romantics, The Chesterfield Kings, The Star Spangles and The Strines kick 'em out. If you're planning on coming, please do us a favor. Get there early, and support the whole show. You will not be disappointed. Mention The Star Spangles to the person at the door, so we can get paid."
The Spangles have just been added to these additional shows with The Romantics and The Chesterfield Kings.
May 18th: Poughkeepsie, the Chance
May 19th: Philadelphia, North Star
The new SS site will launch anyday now so we'll let you know.
"New York City's best rock and roll show for quite a while comes to the Mercury Lounge, May 20th when The Romantics, The Chesterfield Kings, The Star Spangles and The Strines kick 'em out. If you're planning on coming, please do us a favor. Get there early, and support the whole show. You will not be disappointed. Mention The Star Spangles to the person at the door, so we can get paid."
The Spangles have just been added to these additional shows with The Romantics and The Chesterfield Kings.
May 18th: Poughkeepsie, the Chance
May 19th: Philadelphia, North Star
The new SS site will launch anyday now so we'll let you know.
Thursday, May 06, 2004
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
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