There’s not too many out there, if indeed anyone, who’ll make the claim that The Modern World, the second studio album by The Jam, is their finest body of work.
It was all a bit rushed, being released in November 1977, just five months after the debut, In The City. Twelve songs, one of which was a cover, all crammed into under 32 minutes of music. It does, however, contain this gem.
mp3: The Jam – In The Street Today
The song is credited to Paul Weller/Dave Waller. The latter was a founding member of The Jam when they were all in their early teens, but he left well before any record deals were signed as he wanted to pursue his interest in poetry. The two remained close friends and 1980 saw the publication of Notes From Hostile Street, a collection of poems written by Dave Waller and issued through Riot Stories, a publishing outlet owned by Paul Weller.
Dave Waller died of a heroin overdose in 1982. Paul Weller would later write A Man Of Great Promise, a track on the album Our Favourite Shop, in tribute.
The first of the singles charts to be looked back at this time around covers 30 September–6 October. The Top 3 positions were taken by The Police, Blondie and Gary Numan. Quite a few of those mentioned over the past two editions of this series were still showing up well in the Top 50 – Buggles, Michael Jackson, Secret Affair, Madness, Squeeze, The Jags, The Skids, Roxy Music, XTC, The Stranglers, The Specials, Stiff Little Fingers and Siouxsie & The Banshees.
I’m mentioning all of this as it was a chart when the dull and boring started to fight back. There were 10 new entries in the Top 75, the highest of which came in at #51. None of them (IMHO) are worth posting – The Nolans, Fleetwood Mac, The Chords, Viola Wills, Gloria Gaynor, Earth Wind & Fire, Cats U.K., New Musik, The AddrisiBrothers and Diana Ross.
I’m aware that some of you might be thinking that New Musik were seen as part of the growing new wave scene back in 1979. I suppose it’s a matter of taste, but I thought they were awful. It was the single Straight Lines that brought them into the chart in October 1979. It entered at #70 and peaked at #53. But they were another whose presence on a major label led to an invitation to appear on Top of the Pops.
Let’s quickly move on to 7-13 October.
The highest new entry, at #36, this week belonged to Sex Pistols with what felt like the 758th single lifted from the soundtrack to the film The Great Rock’n’Roll Swindle. I won’t waste your time by linking anything.
Scrolling my way down through the chart proved to be a depressing experience. There was a decent disco number courtesy of Chic in at #51, but My Forbidden Lover isn’t up there as one of their classics. Just as I was thinking it was going to be two duffs week in a row, the new entries at #60 and #64 saved the day.
mp3: The Slits – Typical Girls
mp3: The Selecter – On My Radio
Debut singles for both bands…although some may disagree with that!
The Slits, as I mentioned in a posting back in June 2021, were an act that the 16-year old me didn’t get, and so I totally ignored this and indeed their debut album, Cut. As I grew older, and my musical tastes developed/matured, I was able to see them as truly astonishing and ground-breaking as nobody was making music like them back in the day. They were true punk/new wave pioneers. Typical Girls was the only single of theirs to ever bother the chart compilers. It came in at #60 and then dropped out altogether within two weeks.
As this is the first time The Selecter have really been featured on the blog, please allow me to give a potted history.
It could be argued that On My Radio is not the debut single by The Selecter. The evidence would be that the b-side to Gangsters, the debut hit by The Specials, was credited to The Selecter.
But my take on things is that particular b-side is the work of a precursor to the band we would come to recognise as The Selecter. It was an instrumental, written by Neol Davies and John Bradbury that was originally called Kingston Affair. It was re-titled The Selecter and credited to an act of the same name. Its success led to Neol Davies wanting to put a new band together to capitalise on things (and who could blame him?), which he did by bringing together musicians who had long been part of the scene in Coventry and recruiting an unknown female singer. The singer’s name was Belinda Magnus, and she worked as a radiographer in a Coventry hospital. She wasn’t keen on her employer learning that she was getting involved in the music scene, and so she adopted the stage name of Pauline Black. She has enjoyed a long and successful career as a musician and actor, and is still going strong at the age of 70.
On My Radio, which in due course climbed all the way to #8, was the first of four hit singles in a 12-month period for The Selecter, while their 1980 debut album went Top 5. That initial burst of success, however, wasn’t maintained and by 1981 they had disbanded. There were various reunions from the early 90s onwards, but as often is the case with such things, there were disagreements and more splits, leading in due course to there being two versions of the band on the go, one led by Neol Davies and the other by Pauline Black.
I think it’s time to move on and look at the charts for the rest of October 1979.
New singles from Abba and Queen entered the Top 40 on 14 October 1979 and both would still be hanging around when the new decade came around. The third-highest new entry was one that came in at #40 proved to have no such longevity.
mp3: The Stranglers – Nuclear Device (The Wizard Of Aus)
Duchess had only dropped out of the Top 75 the previous week, and so this was something of a fast cash-in to maintain momentum. I don’t think, despite having a sing-a-long chorus (of sorts) that it was an obvious choice as a single, which is maybe illustrated by it getting no higher than #36 and dropping out altogether after four weeks.
Now on to one that should have been a bigger hit than it turned out.
mp3: The Damned – Smash It Up
Some might have thought of them as cartoon punks, but I thought they were great, and this is their finest 45. In at #43, but it only got as high as #35.
mp3: Public Image Ltd – Memories (#60)
PiL‘s first two singles had both gone Top 20. John Lydon obviously decided this was unacceptable, and so the band’s third 45 was one that daytime radio wouldn’t go near. Memories proved to be a great indicator of the direction the group was heading with their impending album, Metal Box that was released in mid-November.
mp3: The Undertones – You’ve Got My Number (Why Don’t You Use It) (#64)
This proved to be the second mid-position hit for The Undertones in 1979, reaching #32, which was two places higher than Here Comes The Summer. The following year would see better returns for them, with My Perfect Cousin providing them with their only Top 10 hit, and it’s follow-up, Wednesday Week, reaching #11.
The chart of 21-27 October didn’t have any new entries at all in The Top 40, which probably made for a rather dull or least repetitive edition of Top of The Pops. But this one came close.
mp3: The Specials – A Message To You Rudy
The fact that The Specials second 45, a double-A side effort, turned out to be a hit was further proof that the Two-Tone movement was of some significance, culturally and musically. A Message To You Rudy was a cover version of a 1967 tune written and recorded by Dandy Livingstone, but the other A-side was an original.
mp3: The Specials – Nite Klub
Fun facts. Both sides of the single were produced by Elvis Costello while Chrissie Hynde of The Pretenders offered a backing vocal on Nite Klub. It would spend 14 weeks in the charts, peaking at #10.
mp3: Sparks – Tryouts For The Human Race (#74)
A third hit of the year for the brothers Mael, aided and abetted by Giorgio Moroder. I remember one of the writers in one of the music papers being apoplectic with rage that a third single had been lifted from an album, No.1 In Heaven, that had just six tracks on it. Tryouts…. would spend five weeks in the chart and reach #45. And while Sparks would continue to release albums on a very regular basis throughout the 80s, they wouldn’t enjoy another hit single until 1994.
A bit of a mixed bag then, hits wise, for October 1979. But if you care to come back in a couple of weeks time for Part 2 when I look at singles that weren’t hits, there will be a few of real interest.
First posted in May 2008 over at the old place. Re-posted in May 2016. It’s appearing in a slightly adapted form today to celebrate that Comrade Colin is currently in Australia, combining work, a family holiday and a pilgrimage to various sites and locations that are part of the story of the Go-Betweens. I am, of course, insane with jealousy.
I think most people are surprised with my answer to the not-too-often posed question of ‘What’s Your Favourite Go-Betweens Song?’ It really is nigh-on impossible to ignore the merits of the genius, majesty and sheer beauty of Cattle and Cane – the track that is probably their best-known and best-loved song? Not to mention the gorgeous vocal delivery of the much-missed Grant McLennan. But the follow-up single just means an awful lot more to me.
It was at the age of 20, in August 1983, that I finally moved out from underneath my parents’ protection and branched out to a place of my own. It was a student residency flat on campus in Glasgow City Centre. It was a two-bedroom job, complete with kitchen, toilet and shower. I had the single room, while my two flatmates shared a larger space. The rent for each of us was £510 – for a full year including the summer months.
I had a reasonable record collection, but one of my other flatmates had a collection that I reckon was probably only second to that of John Peel (for instance, he had every single that had come out on Postcard Records). It was a time when my musical tastes broadened more than ever before, thanks to hearing some old stuff for the first time, but also on account of new and emerging bands throughout the early and mid 80s. This was where I first learned about, among others, The Go-Betweens.
The location of the flat was incredible, a mere stone’s throw from the student union where we seemed to spend most of our free time. We’d spend hours every weekend getting ready to go out, taking turns to play some of our favourite songs, often dissecting the lyrics and melodies in a way that seemed very important and meaningful.
Every Friday and Saturday, the set-lists for going out would change, but there was one single from October 1983 that always seemed to get played – as indeed was the b-side:-
mp3 : The Go-Betweens – Man O’ Sand To Girl O’ Sea
mp3 : The Go-Betweens – This Girl, Black Girl
Robert Forster’s manic delivery of the line ‘I feel so sure about our love I’ve wrote a song about us breaking up’is one of the finest moments in pop history. As is the chorus that isn’t a chorus – ‘I want you baaaaaack.’ And don’t get me started in the great backing vocals.
But there’s something else…..
This was another 7” which was ‘lost’ in Edinburgh all those years ago, although I did still have copies of the songs on a double compilation LP called 1978-1990. However, by the early part of this century, it was all CDs or digital and I just couldn’t get my hands on a copy of the b-side.
But….there came a day when, after much humming and hawing, I plucked up the courage to ask a bloke called Colin who at the time (2006) had a great blog called Let’s Kiss And Make Up that had previously featured The Go-Betweens if he could post an mp3 of This Girl, Black Girl. He willingly obliged.
Colin also later replied to other e-mails from me in which I asked for advice in setting up my own blog – and without fail he was always courteous, charming, witty and hugely supportive, especially in the very early days when I was unsure of what I was doing and terrified that I was out of my depth, making a fool of myself and wasting my time.
Without him, and without this particular 45, I wouldn’t be doing this.
Thanks comrade. I’m proud to call you a mate. Real proud. And I hope you’re having the time of your life in Australia right now. Say hi to A & L from me if that part of the trip does come off.
So…. Part 42 of this series had a 4-track 10″ EP on clear vinyl for Record Store Day in 2012 on which The Wedding Present played and David Gedge sang in French. Part 44 had a 4-track 10″ EP on clear vinyl for Record Store Day in 2013 on which The Wedding Present played and David Gedge sang in German.
I think you can guess what’s coming next……….
I don’t actually have the EP for Record Store Day 2014, but digital versions of the tracks have been sent to me by my dear friend The Robster. I had an idea that this was a release Rob might have in his collection, given that this time around, the songs were sung in Welsh.
The EP was named the 4 Cân EP. And Rob, in his accompanying e-mail, made sure I wouldn’t mess this up as the accent above the ‘a’ is crucial
“……the little accent above the a (known in Welsh as a ‘to bach’) is important as it extends the sound of the letter, so it’s pronounced like “carn” without accentuating the r, rather than as in a can of beer. Also, Welsh for 4 is pedwar. Cymraeg lesson over…
I can’t thank him enough for the files and for keeping me right.
mp3: The Wedding Present – 1000 Fahrenheit (Welsh Version) mp3: The Wedding Present – Meet Cute (Welsh Version) mp3: The Wedding Present – Journey Into Space (Welsh Version) mp3: The Wedding Present – Can You Keep A Secret? (Welsh Version)
It turns out that this was the third and last time TWP went down the road of EPs for Record Store Day with the vocal being delivered in a language other than English.
The next two vinyl ‘singles’ released by the band will, I’m sorry to say, not be featuring in this series. These took the form of EPs, and were given the titles of Hove Sessions 1 and Hove Sessions 2.
They were only made available to anyone who purchased the complete bundles of the 2014 CD reissues of all the Wedding Present studio albums being issued by Demon Records. Both EPs contained four acoustic tracks, with EP 1 having songs from George Best, Tommy, Bizarro and Seamonsters, while EP2 had songs from Hit Parade, Watusi, Mini and Saturnalia. They are incredibly difficult to find on the second-hand market, and when they do come up for sale, the prices tend to be on the stupid side.
Instead, I’ll be leaping forward to 2017, and a themed EP about the UK that was issued on a Spanish label connected to the annual Primavera Festival. I hope you’ll tune in.
From the booklet with the Big Gold Dreams box set:-
“Gordon Kerr was a key part of Edinburgh’s early 1980s music scene, and with involvement from the likes of Paul Haig and James Locke as The Juggernauts, released the magnificently titled ‘Come Throw Yourselves Under The Monstrous Wheels of the Rock’n’Roll Industry As It Approaches Destruction.’
He then teamed up with David Galbraith as Botany 500 for the glossy dancefloor pop of ‘Bully Beef’, the lead track on a three-track 12″ on Supreme International.
mp3: Botany 500 – Bully Beef
Minus Galbraith, Botany 500 became Botany 5, releasing the Into The Night album on Virgin (and as featured previously away back in September 2016 as part of this series).
With Kerr also working as a producer and remixer, he went on to become senior lecturer and programme leader of the BSC course in music technology at the University of East London”
The first three in the Sha La La La flexi discs series had featured two tracks by different bands.
#4 in the series, given away with two fanzines – Are You Scared to Get Happy? (Issue #6 ) and 373 miles is a very long way (Issue #1) – took a different tack and instead had four songs by one band – The Poppyheads – and the title of the flexi disc was Postcards For Flossy EP.
mp3: The Poppyheads – Sun Shines Forever
mp3: The Poppyheads – Changes Yesterday
mp3: The Poppyheads – First Thing
mp3: The Poppyheads – On and On
The Poppyheads are making the debut appearance on this blog. So here’s what I’ve been able to find out.
They were from Cambridge, and the musicians were David Barbenel (vocals/guitar), Rob Young (guitar), Andrew Zurek (bass), Nigel Blackwood (drums) and Del Davies (tambourine and vocals). Just two records were ever made – this flexi disc EP foe Sha La La and a 7″ for Sarah Records called Cremation Town (mint copies of which fetch £100-£150 whenever it becomes available on the second-hand market).
The four tracks on the flexi disc are very short – the combined running time is just over six minutes. It’s twee-pop. It’s also very lo-fi (sourced from the original), and so you should have an idea of exactly what to expect.
#070: Paris Angels – ‘Perfume’ (Sheer Joy Records’90)
Hello friends,
if you are not yet fully awake, get yourself a strong coffee, because today it’s gonna get complicated … hopefully not too complicated for myself, so in case I mess it all up, don’t tell your friends, okay?
Paris Angels were a seven-piece from Manchester, frequent Hacienda visitors at the time, and thus they were right there when Madchester really got going. More or less all of the seven members listened to different music, which might or might not be the reason why the Paris Angels were so good:
Lead singer Rikki Turner, guitarist Paul Wagstaff and bassist Scott Carey were the group’s original members, writing songs in the style of Echo & the Bunnymen, but later additions to the band brought other influences, including backing singer Jayne Gill, who was a fan of the Velvet Underground, and Steven Tajti, who was interested in Moog synthesizers, and his addition to the band contributed to what Carey described as “that Donna Summer/Kraftwerk (in our minds) edge.”
As the group performed Velvet Underground and Bunnymen covers, they began listening to electro and early house music. Madchester caused the band to change direction and they began fusing acid house with indie music. Carey later said: “At first we listened to Television, 13th Floor Elevators, Doors, Magazine, Bunnymen etc. and we just copied that, but we also loved P-funk and it was seeing the Mondays that really had a big influence on us, they showed us you could be anyone and do twisted funk, when Wags got a wah-wah pedal that changed us, then all the Chicago house stuff at the Hacienda, at first we kind of shunned it, but it was Acid House with the synths that we ‘got’ and then it was like a new dawn happen and old dirty mac Manchester, lost the industrial edge and became more Day-Glo.”
So, in 1990, Paris Angels released their debut single, ‘Perfume’ – and this is where the trouble starts! I mean, it starts for me, not did it start for them – because ‘Perfume’ was a huge success: it was a Top Ten hit (in the indie charts), it was just loved by the music papers, and it’s still being considered as one of the greatest Madchester singles, with its melancholic/psychedelic combination of whooshing synths, glistening guitars and the vocals of Jayne Gill and Turner. So, what’s wrong with it then? Well, the band released more versions of the bloody tune than I can handle, that’s what’s wrong with it!!
In 1990 and 1991 there were 7” singles, 12” singles, CDs and cassette singles of:
‘Perfume’
‘Perfume (All On You)’
‘All On You (Perfume)’
‘Perfume’ (Version)
‘Perfume’ (Summer Version)
‘Perfume (Loaded Up)’
…. plus probably a dozen more, unbeknownst to me (thank God)!
If memory serves correctly, the third one is the one I first heard, to my best knowledge it was released on 12” only – and as these things go, the first version you hear sticks with you forever, you automatically compare it to versions you hear later. But somehow, secretly, it’ll always be superior – but perhaps that’s just me, who knows?
But either way, 7” singles it is in this series, so we go for this one, from June 1990 on Sheer Joy Records, not a version too shabby either, I would like to think. In fact it really grew on me, to be honest:
mp3: Paris Angels – Perfume
Sheer joy indeed, I trust you agree! Speaking of Sheer Joy, the label: the two follow-up singles were hugely successful as well, but apparently Sheer Joy put the money from them into the label, rather than sharing it with the band. So, mainly for financial reasons, they signed a six-album-deal with Virgin, and the first album, ‘Sundew’ was received very well. But then Virgin was bought by EMI and Paris Angels were quickly dropped by the new owners, so they had to stop the work on their second album, again because there was no money to proceed – and not very much later they disbanded. Recently the second album was made available via bandcamp though, should you be interested.
Lots of information, I hope I didn’t bore you too much. If so, just listen to the tune again (it’s worth it) …. and enjoy,
It begins with a speeded-up sample from an Elvis Presley song. It’s a tale of chaos, mayhem and violence…lyrically and musically.
Yeah…………..it was midnight on the murder mile Wilson Pickett’s finest hour I was walking towards the flashing smile of the Crystal Palace Tower Past the big old church where the hands of God were stuck on lucky 7 And the bells inside were limbering up for a sawn-off shotgun wedding
From the gas board to the fire brigade, there’s a dozen GPO’s, There’s an all night chicken takeaway which is finger lickin’ closed As I passed the wonder of good old Woolworths my travel card expired It was midnight on the murder mile O.K. let’s riot
In the avenues and alleyways, I took a short-cut to the throat I was stitched up by the Boys Brigade, I was beaten to a pulp I was marinaded, regurgitated, and served up as a cold meat And as they shoved me in the blender, I remembered Johnny told me
If the concrete and the clay beneath your feet, don’t get you son The avenues and alleyways are gonna do it just for fun They’ll suck you in and spit you out and leave your family lonely The telephones on sticks will tell you 999 calls only
But it’s too late to call the fire brigade, an ambulance or the cops I need the father, son and holy coast guard Operator, operator
Long distance information get me Jesus on the line I need communion, confirmation, absolution for my crimes I need a character witness Jesus I think I’m about to die My whole life flashed before me when the night bus passed me by
It was 3 o’clock on the murder mile When I came to my senses And my only death wish was that I had a sockful of fifty pences A public execution that the whole neighbourhood could watch Or just a phone box, a phone box, my kingdom for a phone box
If the concrete and the clay beneath your feet don’t get you son The avenues and alleyways are gonna do it just for fun When they’ve sucked you in and spat you out and left your family lonely The telephones on sticks will tell you 999 calls only
mp3: Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine – Midnight On The Murder Mile
From the debut album, 101 Damnations, released on Big Cat Records back in 1989. It came up while I was sitting on a train listening to one of the old monthly mixes and reminded me of how much energy I used to have when I went to gigs and threw myself about without a care or worry about what damage I might do to myself. These days I want ideally to sit, failing which, enjoy a clear and uninterrupted view of the stage and have no bastard close to me talking their way through the set.
Holy smoke and land snakes alive, I never thought this would happen to me.
Hifi Sean & David McAlmont : USB – USC
Barry Adamson – Cut To Black
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Jack The Ripper
The Wannadies – Skin
Ette – Attack of The Glam Soul Cheerleaders
Elvis Costello & The Attractions – Radio Radio
Wire – Practice Makes Perfect
The Twilight Sad – Don’t Move
Joy Division – She’s Lost Control (12″ mix)
The Teardrop Explodes – When I Dream (Peel Session)
Echo & The Bunnymen – All That Jazz
The Ting Tings – Great DJ
Ducks Ltd. – Hollowed Out
Dexy’s Midnight Runners – There There My Dear
Dead Kennedys – Too Drunk To Fuck
Working Men’s Club – A.A.A.A.
Duran Duran – The Chauffeur
A little bit less commercial or obvious this month. Fingers crossed it meets with your approval. And no apologies at all for featuring a much loathed band (for many) with the closing song……..
I’ve given this one a bit of a build-up…..I hope it’s justified as I open the pages of the big book of Indie music to get help in recalling what memorable non-chart singles were released in September 1979.
mp3: The B-52’s – 6060-842
Rock Lobster, the debut single, had been a hit, but it’s follow-up, also to be found on the self-titled debut album, didn’t breach the Top 75.
mp3: Buzzcocks – You Say You Don’t Love Me
The previous seven singles had been hits, as had the recent re-release of the debut Spiral Scratch EP. You Say You Don’t Love Me was every bit as good as what had gone before, but the music press and daytime radio had turned their backs on Buzzcocks and this went nowhere.
mp3: Human League – Empire State Human
Pop with synths was beginning to make inroads as far as the charts were concerned. Everyone at Virgin Records must have been rubbing their hands in glee when this emerged from the studio, as it surely had ‘HIT’ stamped all over it. Nope.
Fun fact: June 1980 saw the release of the single Only After Dark. Virgin Records took advantage of this by adding in the now surplus copies of Empire State Human as a free 7″ giveaway with Only After Dark.
mp3 : The Mekons – Work All Week
The Mekons and Human League were two of the band who first came to prominence via the Edinburgh-based label, Fast Product. Both ended up on Virgin Records, but while the electronic popsters would stay there for years to come (making millions in the process), the post-punk sounds of The Mekons didn’t make any inroads, and they were soon dropped and back in the land of indie-labels from where they carved out an extensive career, with Jon Langford still very much going strong all these years later.
mp3: The Members – Killing Time
Yet another 45 that was issued by Virgin Records. The Members had tasted chart success with their first two singles – Sounds Of The Suburbs and Offshore Banking Business – but the debut album, At The Chelsea Nightclub, hadn’t sold all that well. Hopes were pinned on the new material. Killing Time, along with two later singles and the sophomore album, failed dismally. Lead singer Nicky Tesco quit in mid-1980, and although the others soldiered on for a bit, everything ended by late 1983.
mp3: The Monochrome Set – The Monochrome Set
The band’s third single on Rough Trade Records. The band’s third indie-hit. But the chart success they really deserved continued to elude them.
mp3: Scritti Politti – Doubt Beat
Another one issued by Rough Trade. The self-released Skank Blog Bologna in late 1978 had piqued the interest of John Peel and a few indies reached out to Scritti Politti with offers. They went with Rough Trade, and a four-track 12″ EP became their first release on their new label in September 1979. It’s a long long way removed (and that’s an understatement) from the sort of polished soul/indie/pop that would be recorded for the 1982 debut album.
mp3: Teenage Filmstars – (There’s A) Cloud Over Liverpool
The Television Personalities, consisting of Dan Treacy (vocals), Ed Ball (keyboards), Joe Foster (guitar), John Bennett (bass) and Gerard Bennett (drums) had, in November 1978, been responsible for Part Time Punks, one of the greatest and most-enduring songs to capture the era. They had been rather quiet ever since.
Teenage Filmstars, consisting of Ed Ball (vocals, organ), Joe Foster (guitar), Dan Treacy (bass) and Paul Damien (drums), emerged in September 1979 with this 45 issued on Clockwork Records, which had been founded by the afore-mentioned Ed Ball. Two more singles would follow over the course of the next 12 months before Ed and Dan would get really busy with The Television Personalities and Ed with his own band, Times.
I hope this has all, for readers of a certain vintage, stirred some happy memories, while maybe a few more of you will be happy to have maybe discover something ‘new’ to enjoy.
At long last, the series emerges blinking and slightly bewildered from the many different limited edition/Record Store Day releases that accompanied the album Valentina.
Discogs has this one down as being released on 21 October 2013. If so, and I’ve no reason to doubt the info, it makes perfect sense as the following day would see The Wedding Present go out on a UK tour taking in Wolverhampton, Cardiff, Leeds, Glasgow, Aberdeen, Newcastle, Liverpool, Leicester, Northampton and Liverpool to commemorate the 21st Anniversary of The Hit Parade LPs, which you might recall were two volumes compiling the 12 singles released throughout 1992.
As you can see from the artwork above, a new 7″ single had been recorded and made available for sale during the UK tour. I don’t recall seeing it for sale in Glasgow, but then again, I may have got myself to the merch stall a bit too late as the numbers each night were likely to have been limited as only 1000 copies were actually pressed up. Many years later I would pick up a second-hand copy of the single housed in a blue sleeve, and I have read on-line (so it must be true!!!) that every single copy has a different sleeve due to the printing proces that was used, with the variations in colour being due to ink running out. “The colours vary from black to blue to red, orange, turquoise, green, brown and probably more in between.”
Oh, and the Latin text on the sleeve front translates as ‘Thirty Years of The Wedding Present’.
Enough background stuff, what about the actual song?
mp3: The Wedding Present – Two Bridges
It’s a bit different, almost as if there are two and maybe three tunes with different tempos all battling for attention across its four minutes. It starts off perhaps a bit derivative of the increasingly harder-sounding edge that the band had been bringing to their songs over the past few years. But then there’s some hand-claps and a sing-along chorus to make things kind of pop-like, before a quiet section which is followed by a lengthy middle section that goes all sort of experimental for a bit and then segues into a fade-out that comes complete with a touch of feedback. It’s interesting enough and probably took a few fans out of their comfort zones.
There’s an indication that David Gedge may have had a bit of regret that he made Two Bridges available in such limited numbers, as he revisited it in 2016, and a re-recorded version was included on the album Going Going…
The sleeve indicates that the b-side was called Whole Wide World. And yup, it was a cover of the new wave classic recorded by Wreckless Eric back in 1977.
mp3: The Wedding Present – Whole Wide World
It’s up there with the usual high standards of TWP covers, although the sudden ending feels a bit premature.
It’s a second appearance on the blog for Boots For Dancing. Last time around was in June 2019 with the airing of the song Ooh Bop Sh’Bam, something of theirs that I’d picked up via its inclusion within the Big Gold Dreams box set that I’ve referenced on many a previous occasion.
The previous posting attracted no comments. Better luck this time around?
A reminder……from wiki.
“The band was formed in late 1979 by Dave Carson (vocals), Graeme High (guitar), Dougie Barrie (bass), and Stuart Wright (drums). Showing influences from the likes of Gang of Four and The Pop Group, they signed to the Pop Aural label for their eponymous debut single, receiving airplay from John Peel.
In the next two years, the band had more line-up changes than releases, first with ex-Shake and Rezillos drummer Angel Paterson replacing Wright, to be replaced himself by Jamo Stewart and Dickie Fusco. Former Thursdays guitarist Mike Barclay then replaced High, who joined Delta 5. The band also added ex-Shake/Rezillos guitarist Jo Callis for second single “Rain Song”, issued in March 1981. Callis then left to join The Human League, with no further line-up changes before third single “Ooh Bop Sh’Bam” was released in early 1982. Barrie then departed, his replacement being ex-Flowers/Shake/Rezillos bassist Simon Templar and ex-Josef K drummer Ronnie Torrance replaced the departing Fusco and Stewart (the latter forming The Syndicate). The band split up later in 1982.
Between line-up changes, the band recorded two sessions for John Peel’s BBC radio show, in 1980 and 1981. In 2015 they reformed and released The Undisco Kidds, an album of recordings from the 1980s.”
Ooh Bop Sh’Bam was the first song of theirs that I picked up. I’ve since done a bit of digging, which is why the song on offer today is the debut single.
mp3: Boots For Dancing – Boots For Dancing
It’s decent enough in an angular post-punk sort of way without being groundbreaking. The wiki references to Gang of Four and The Pop Group certainly make sense.
#069: The 101’ers– ‘Keys To Your Heart’ (Big Beat Records’76)
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Hello friends,
those of you who have followed this series from scratch may or may not remember that the main rule is: only one single per band. And those of you who already were around when sexyloser, my former blog, was still up and going (which would make you very old indeed, it must be said), might remember that The Clash have always been my # 1 band. Now, as The Clash have already featured with ‘(White Man) In Hammersmith Palais’ @ No. 15), I was in a bit of a dilemma … but luckily Joe Strummer had a musical life before The Clash.
Whether it is worthwhile to delve much deeper into this life is questionable – there is a sort of compilation of this era called ‘Elgin Avenue Breakdown’. Now, as a Clash-completist, I have of course listened to it in its entirety, even to the ‘revisited’ issue with extra tracks on it …. I didn’t like most of it though.
Strummer had spent some time in Newport, South Wales and returned to London in the mid-70’s where he fell into the squatting lifestyle, ending up at 101 Walterton Rd. – hence the name of the band he sang for at the that time: The 101’ers, earlier line ups of which were low on talent but high on saxophones. At an early gig for Chilean refugees they were booed off stage not because of their musical incompetence but because of their choice of rock and roll classics which represented the worst of American imperialism to the refugees.
But, a few months later, and the band had solidified and improved – so much so that they started to accumulate interest from the press and venues throughout the Capital. They remained a pub rock band, but in his heart Strummer yearned for better things than just being the best pub band in West London. With his rocker’s haircut, rotting teeth and a suit appropriated from his conservative father, he was cutting quite a dash as the band’s front man and getting quite a bit of notoriety in the places that mattered.
And as a big player on such a small circuit they were being supported by up-and-coming bands which included The Sex Pistols. Apparently after seeing Lydon’s mob Strummer realized the writing was on the wall for a bunch of drop outs playing Rock and Roll. The band had just recorded the brilliant single ‘Keys To Your Heart’ but Strummer wasn’t going to hang around to promote it. He tried to no avail to persuade the band to go more in a punk direction, following this failure he was open to negotiations with Bernie Rhodes about starting a band with one of Rhode’s proteges: Mick Jones.
And so the Clash were born. But without the 101ers however there probably wouldn’t have been a Joe Strummer and without Joe Strummer punk would have been a lot poorer.
I mean, let’s face it: perhaps ‘Keys To Your Heart’ is all you ever need to know by The 101’ers. But one thing is certain – if you never heard this tune and you skip it now instead of listening to it, you do miss a treat indeed – it’s absolutely stunning:
Akron, Ohio, is a city built on rubber. Not literally of course (imagine that…), but during the twentieth century it became a boom town as the centre of the US tyre industry. Or as they say in Akron, the center of the US tire industry. Supposedly it also gave the world the hamburger. Wait, wasn’t that Hamburg? My whole life has been a lie…
Another thing Akron has been noted for is its musical exports, particularly in the late 70s and early 80s when the success of local lads Devo gave a boost to the city’s burgeoning new wave scene, and for me one of the best acts to break through from that was The Waitresses. As you can see, I’ve named this ICA “The Waitresses… not just for Christmas” because while I like the song, I do think it’s a bit of a shame that for a UK audience, Christmas Wrapping is the only thing we ever hear from them. Granted, it’s not as though they had a huge catalogue of hits anywhere else – I Know What Boys Like charted in a few places and really that was it. But they coulda been contenders, you know?
Side one
There are three key elements to The Waitresses’ appeal: firstly, there’s the witty songwriting of guitarist Chris Butler. Then there’s the fierce instrumental attack – particularly the stomping basslines of David Hofstra and Tracy Wormworth, and the demented sax of Mars Williams. And of course there’s Patty Donahue. Never a technically gifted vocalist, but the perfect frontwoman for Butler’s world-weary lyricisms and observations on sexual politics.
It didn’t start out that way: in the beginning, The Waitresses was basically just Chris Butler, then bassist for Akron blues-rock outfit 15-60-75, a.k.a. The Numbers Band. In 1977, seeking an outlet for his own songs, he issued a solo single under the Waitresses name, only to be fired from The Numbers Band for taking time out to promote it. But by this stage Butler was well known within the local music scene, and it wasn’t long before he was recruited – on lead guitar this time – by the more New Wave-ish group Tin Huey, who also happened to be more open to indulging his quirky ideas.
Butler’s big idea was to write songs from a female perspective, and he set about expanding his solo project by finding a female vocalist to front them. In Butler’s telling, he stood up in a coffee bar one lunchtime to announce that he was looking for a female singer to record some funny, sassy songs, and would anyone be interested? From the far corner came a lone voice: “Uh-huh”… and that’s how Patty joined the band. Early live appearances took place as encores to Tin Huey gigs – at the end of a set, Butler would shout “Waitresses unite!” which was Donahue’s cue to join them on stage for a couple of numbers. Members of Tin Huey also helped out when Butler and Donahue recorded their first tracks together, one of which became purchaseable courtesy of the UK’s Stiff Records and its 1978 release The Akron Compilation:-
1 The Waitresses – The Comb
The Akron Compilation proved to be a springboard for many of its featured acts: off the back of it, Rachel Sweet and Jane Aire & The Belevederes got record deals in the UK, and punk groups Bizarros and Rubber City Rebels did so stateside. But the band seen as Akron’s “most likely to succeed” was Tin Huey, who hit the jackpot by signing to Warner Brothers – only to find that even major label money couldn’t turn their debut album Contents Dislodged During Shipment into a hit. By 1980 they’d been dropped, and were back on Akron’s own Clone Records, which at around the same time also issued the compilation Bowling Balls From Hell. This finally give an airing to a Waitresses track taped a couple of years earlier but left in reserve while Tin Huey pursued their misadventures. The world would come to know it as I Know What Boys Like, but at this stage it was saddled with a rather less obvious title.
2 The Waitresses – Wait Here… I’ll Be Right Back (Son of Comb)
With Tin Huey falling apart, Butler decided to make the most of his new industry contacts and try his luck in New York. And what luck! Not only had the New York underground scene taken to Tin Huey, but the tastemakers of the city’s cooler clubs had also loved what little they’d heard of The Waitresses. Michael Zilkha of ZE Records was keen to take the Waitresses on, so Butler wired Donahue fifty dollars for the bus fare from Akron to New York and set about forming a proper group. First on the agenda was a B-side for the remixed and retitled I Know What Boys Like, and a temporary line-up, including Tin Huey reedsman Ralph Carney, was assembled to record this rather fantastic break-up song, which would eventually also open the debut album:-
3 The Waitresses – No Guilt (It Wasn’t The End of the World)
Next on the “to-do” list was forming a permanent line-up, and between Butler’s contacts and Zilkha’s, he was able to assemble quite a formidable one. Drummer Billy Ficca came with a readymade pedigree as former sticksman for Television. Bassist David Hofstra and saxophonist Mars Williams both came from a jazz background and gave the Waitresses a bit of musical “edge”. The line-up was filled out with keyboard player Dan Klayman and second vocalist Ariel Warner (who couldn’t get used to recording in the studio and left partway through recording the debut album – she does appear in the concert film Pocketful of Change, filmed at the Hurrah Club in New York in May ‘81, but that must have been one of her last engagements with the band.)
The new NYC line-up taped a debut album and spent much of 1981 gigging extensively and trying to promote “I Know What Girls Like”. But before anything really came of that, we reach the one bit of the Waitresses story that does get trotted out pretty regularly. In the summer of 1981, Zilkha got in touch to request a contribution for a planned alternative Christmas compilation. Butler didn’t really want to do it but cobbled together a song from discarded riffs anyway, took the band – including new bassist Tracy Wormworth – into the studio, taped it quickly and sent it off. And then basically thought no more about it, until December when someone told him his record was going down a storm in the clubs. Butler was delighted – I Know What Boys Like was a success at last! – and was rather surprised to learn that the record in question was actually Christmas Wrapping. Which, having only recorded it as a throwaway, he and the band had to quickly go back and familiarise themselves with so that they could include it in their live set.
The UK release of A Christmas Record was handled by Polydor, who even saw fit to issue Christmas Wrapping on 45 as The Waitresses’ British debut. And while it may not have been an immediate smash, it did raise The Waitresses’ profile enough that expectations were high for the belated release of their album Wasn’t Tomorrow Wonderful? which was full of gems like this next one, bearing a pretty obvious influence from the 2 Tone scene which Butler got into after seeing Madness play in New York.
4 The Waitresses – It’s My Car
The delay added some potential confusion to proceedings with the album having David Hofstra on bass, but the band photo featuring the current line-up with Tracy Wormworth, who was credited for “Working Girl Bass”, code for “she’s in the band now, but she wasn’t when we did this”. Even more confusing, the venerable old classic I Know What Boys Like was reissued as the album’s lead single, with a video featuring the entire current band miming to the track – of whom only Butler and Donahue are actually on it. I’ve looked at a lot of stuff about the Waitresses online and can confirm that the confusion remains widespread to this day.
Regardless of any befuddlement regarding the line-up, the album was well-received, and we’ll end side one of this ICA with the album’s closing track and its call-and-response chorus.
5 The Waitresses – Jimmy Tomorrow
Side two
Such was the band’s growing reputation after Christmas Wrapping that they were commissioned to write the theme music for Square Pegs, a new sitcom starring the then-unknown Sarah Jessica Parker as one of a group of “unpopular” high schoolers trying to get in with the cool kids. The show was a one-season wonder but seems to be well-remembered – there’s a quite a few YouTube videos paying tribute to it, though there’s also several actual episodes there which leave this Brit thinking “really, you went wild for… that?” In any case, this is the full theme song, which unusually is credited as a group composition. Butler has hinted at its creation being a bit of a nightmare, but he hasn’t shared the gory details yet. Come on, Chris!
6 The Waitresses – Square Pegs
Discogs lists the 1982 release I Could Rule The World If Only I Could Get the Parts under “singles” while Wikipedia, where somebody twenty years ago made some bizarrely pedantic decision that everyone’s been forced to follow ever since, considers it an EP. You know what, I disagree with them both. To me, it’s a mini-album and the rest of you are freaks. Anyway, whatever you call it, it’s a pretty solid stopgap release, collecting the A and B sides of the Square Pegs 45 along with Christmas Wrapping and the title track (a live recording of an old Tin Huey number). Plus this, the one completely new song. It seems to have been considered for a single in its own right, as 12” mixes were promoed, but that never happened.
7 The Waitresses – Bread And Butter
We hit 1983, and you could guess that the writing was on the wall for the Waitresses when second album Bruiseology was issued without a supporting single… except in the UK, where December 1982 had seen a reissue of Christmas Wrapping come tantalisingly close to a top 40 placing, apparently indicating to someone at Polydor UK that the band might be marketable after all. Which as it turns out, they weren’t. But the effort did yield us a unique 7” edit of Make The Weather which I may as well share since it’s otherwise very hard to find online (a video was made for it which is on YouTube but is in mono). I’ll be honest, I think it’s a good new wave tune, but from the Waitresses it feels like they’re coasting a bit.
A major reason that Bruiseology didn’t get much of a promotional push was quite simply that the band were falling apart. Tensions came to a head during the recording sessions, resulting in Donahue walking out. Holly Beth Vincent from Holly and the Italians was drafted in as a replacement, but was dealing with her own personal problems at the time and only lasted two weeks, which were more productive in terms of photoshoots than actual music. Eventually Donahue was persuaded to return and completed the recording, more or less – the scars of a troubled production are still evident in the fact that the album had to be filled out with an instrumental and one track sung by Tracy Wormworth. It was nearly two songs sung by Wormworth, as she’d also tackled the title track during Donahue’s absence, and Butler reckoned her version was better – but Polydor insisted on the Donahue take so this version lay unreleased for 30 years.
9 The Waitresses – Bruiseology (alternative version, Tracy Wormworth vocal)
And the Waitresses story pretty much ends there. Butler left after Bruiseology and Donahue continued to front a version of the band for another year, but it had petered out by the end of 1984. Following the Waitresses, Donahue went into A&R, Williams played with The Psychedelic Furs for a bit, Butler has released solo material on-and-off, and Wormworth became an in-demand session bassist, known particularly for her work with Sting and The B-52’s (what a range!). Butler has made reference to the fact that he wrote a third, unrecorded album for The Waitresses, and – with Donahue having died in 1996 – has floated the notion of recording it with singers influenced by Patty, but nothing’s come of that yet and quite possibly never will.
But let’s go out on a high. Many reviewers found the second album a bit lacking compared to the first, but this track harks back to classic Waitresses – Butler writing about sexual politics from a female perspective, Williams going wild on the sax, and all wrapped up with a catchy chorus.
10 The Waitresses – A Girl’s Gotta Do
So, hopefully that all makes the case that The Waitresses are indeed not just for Christmas.
But for an encore, let’s hear THAT song anyway. It quickly became a regular part of their live set even outside of the Christmas period, and here’s a version recorded in concert for the King Biscuit Flower Hour radio show in February 1982.
Bonus track: Christmas Wrapping (live 13/02/82)
And that, I think, brings this ICA to a very happy ending…
One of my all-time favourite sleeves, if nothing else for the fact I can look at it and recall having similar hairstyles at previous points in my life. I try not to get too sad looking in the mirror these days and wondering where all the hair went to (answer, most often down a sinkhole), and also when did grey overtake black as my main colour.
mp3: The Jesus and Mary Chain – Head On
My copy of this 45 is a second-hand one, and I didn’t know until doing that wee bit of research I sometimes do when pulling a piece together that Head On had been released in seven different formats, including four 7″ singles. – one 7″ single was released per week – all of which had different b-sides. It illustrates that some of what flimflamfan was saying the other day isn’t a new phenomenon
It turns out my copy was the first to be issued. This was the b-side:-
mp3: The Jesus and Mary Chain – In The Black
And my mood is black And my eyes are black And my life is black And my love is black
But what about your hair, boys??
Despite all the multi-formatting, Head On only got to #57 in the UK charts. I would have thought the ruse of different 7″ singles over four successive weeks might have given it a bit of longevity at the expense of a high chart placing.
It didn’t. In at #57 on 18 November, down to #61 on 25 November, and gone completely out of the Top 75 by the time December rolled around.
Ten days after my 16th birthday, in July 1979, I went to see Adam and the Ants at Clouds Ballroom in Edinburgh with a school friend. Skilful parental persuasion had been required to get there because it was a known fact that the gig would not finish until long after the last bus that would carry me the seven miles home from the centre of the city.
Following the debacle of my attendance at The Rezillos gig the previous summer, when my parents came to pick me up and had to wait over two hours for me to emerge after 1am, they were not minded to repeat the favour. I managed to convince them that it would be much easier for me to stay at my gig-going companion’s house in Colinton, which was served by night buses, or so I claimed. Colinton was itself a good four miles from Clouds and the bus route didn’t exactly pass Drew’s door. Still a bit of work to do, but the parents, probably ill-informed, said yes.
The Clouds gig was the Ants’ only Scottish date in their ‘nationwide’ tour coinciding with the release of their second single Zerox on the independent Do It Records label. It had taken them a long time to reach even this modest milestone. They had played their first gig in May 1977, but it took until the following year for their music to make it onto vinyl, firstly via two tracks, Deutscher Girls and Plastic Surgery, on the soundtrack album of Derek Jarman’s bonkers film Jubilee, and then on the one-off Decca single Young Parisians. Their music was otherwise known through a couple of sessions for John Peel, which is undoubtedly where I’d heard some songs, including the new single.
Despite this lack of output and relatively late formation, Adam and the Ants were almost as legendary amongst punk fans as Siouxsie and the Banshees, with whom they had toured widely. Adam (Stuart Goddard to his mum and dad) was someone who could truly claim to have been there at the birth of punk rock, having played bass in the pub-rock band Bazooka Joe, headliners at a gig at St Martin’s School of Art in London in November 1975 when The Sex Pistols made their first ever live appearance. Follow that.
The Ants acquired what is known as a ‘devoted cult following’. When Drew and I arrived at Clouds we felt as though we had been cast back in time to some notional nirvana of punk, circa the Bill Grundy incident, the Anarchy tour, the Roxy and the 100 Club, with more spiked peroxide hair, mohair jumpers, safety pin earrings and bondage trousers than had been seen for many a year. There was an apparent Soo Catwoman/Jordan lookalike competition going on, and even a lad with a swastika armband to complete the time-warp.
But this was the summer of 1979, not 1977, and the support band returned us to the present moment. They were already known to Drew as TV Art, but by the time they took the stage they had renamed themselves Josef K. Rather obviously studenty we would have thought if we’d been older, but we were 16, and we’d all read Metamorphosis and The Trial as if we were the first people to discover Kafka. This Josef K evoked suitable claustrophobic angst and alienation through their scratchy, abrasive guitars and pained vocals.
This was post-punk, though the term may not even have been uttered yet. But we were already travelling along this road, ushered ahead by Wire, Joy Division and Magazine, and Bob Last’s Edinburgh-based Fast Product whose early releases captured The Mekons, Scars and Gang of Four. Josef K were firmly in that here and now but were tolerantly received by the devoted cult following of the Antpeople, lack of bondage trousers notwithstanding.
I think both Drew and I knew that going to see Adam and the Ants was already a kind of retro joke, punk as kitsch. Adam’s sex and S&M obsession in songs like Whip in my Valise, Ligature, Physical and Beat My Guest was always a kind of knowing provocation of British mid-century prudishness, from the Monty Python and Kenny Everett stable of kinky cross-dressing judges and civil servants. Not that that was a bad thing, you understand, just that it was as much comedy as sincere perversion, more naughty spanking than hardcore Venus in Furs.
Nevertheless, as the Ants’ appearance was signalled by the dimming of house lights the atmosphere took an intense turn. The PA started booming with the sound of the Missa Luba, the recording of the Mass sung in Congolese which is played over and over by Malcolm McDowell’s character in Lindsay Anderson’s iconoclastic anti-establishment film If… From where we swayed in the stage-front crush we could see Adam just off stage doing standing press-ups against the speaker stack, in some pre-performance focus ritual, his face covered in what resembled camouflage make-up like Martin Sheen in Apocalypse Now (though not being released until that August it’s unlikely the film inspired it).
The Missa Luba faded out and Adam strode on, revealing an outfit of black shirt with black kilt worn over black leather trousers. Fetish gear, Scottish-stylee. Like a lot of pop bands, the Ants’ live sound was much heavier than how they came across on record. This was the band that went into the studio immediately after this tour to make Dirk Wears White Sox, and the debut album projects a lighter, more cartoonish version of Antmusic than filled Clouds that night. That’s not to ignore tracks like Physical, a slowed-down Stooges metal riff that was left off the album but finally given its moment of glory on the B-side of Dog Eat Dog a year later.
Far from being an anachronistic flashback to punk, as the Antpeople might have desired, Dirk Wears White Sox was an amusing slice of contemporary pop music. Not one for the children perhaps, but it marked Adam as an entertainer whose pivot to New Romantic dandyism on Kings of the Wild Frontier a few months hence didn’t seem as radical as it might have done, and I think the Antpeople realised that too, swapping the mohair and bondage trousers for frock coats and lace cuffs with equanimity.
The Antpeople were most satisfied by their idol’s performance, and so were we as we spilled out of the sweatbox club into the mild midsummer Edinburgh night. But for us the evening was far from over. We still had to get back to Drew’s, and it turned out that the night bus was not a prospect for some reason and thus we found ourselves schlepping westwards along Fountainbridge, trying to hail a taxi, all of which were either hired or going home for the night and didn’t want another fare. Eventually we took to waving a ten-pound note at every passing cab like some sort of bait, and after a few failures we finally hooked one.
“I like yer style, pal,” said the driver, who was heading home to Currie or Balerno and didn’t want to divert via Colinton but agreed to drop us off at the nearest suitable point. Drew chose the point somewhere on the Lanark Road and there we were in Spylaw in the small hours, still a mile or so the wrong side of the Water of Leith from Colinton. “I know a shortcut,” said Drew and led us down into the trees upstream from Colinton Dell. A perfectly legitimate route in daylight, this path took on a different aspect after dark. There were no streetlights because why the fuck would you be down there at night? The sound of the river cascading over a weir grew louder and louder, amplified by the pitch blackness as we made our way across a low bridge which Drew informed me had no parapet on either side, rendering the accuracy of our crossing a matter of some importance. We clung to each other as we shuffled across, very literally at that moment the blind leading the blind.
Mercifully we emerged into streetlight up the other bank and were soon ensconced in the granny-flat back room at Drew’s house where we could play music at discreet volume and get wired into the half-bottle of vodka that he produced from some hiding place. Rather than orange juice, the normal under-age mixer of choice, we were inexplicably compelled to mollify the neat alcohol with small bottles of Schweppes Russchian, probably the world’s most obscure and unpalatable soda water. Less ‘hints of berries, with hibiscus and carrot notes’ and more foosty old dried peaches with a hint of strychnine. Still, we necked it like it was lemonade and danced around the room, finally collapsing to The Stooges’ I Wanna Be Your Dog (more submission!) and We Will Fall, the drone of sitar-guitar and John Cale’s meandering viola as the sky lightened over Colinton.
I blame the Russchian as much as the vodka for the state of me when I woke up a few hours later. My head felt like a fucking wasps’ nest and my body was paralysed by a deathly fatigue for the remainder of the day. Somehow or other I got a lift home, where I crawled back onto my bed, insisting to my sceptically amused parents that no drink had been taken. By the miracle of youth I was fit as a fiddle the following day, and forevermore any mention of Schweppes Russchian would remind me not of my first leave-me-alone-I-want-to-die hangover, but of the midnight passage over the Water of Leith, of Adam and the Ants and Josef K, and the confluence and divergence of punk and post-punk under the sweaty lights at Clouds Ballroom.
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To my considerable amazement there’s a (pretty terrible quality) bootleg recording of this whole gig on YooChoob. It opens with the DJ playing Gary Glitter and then the Missa Luba (at 3.08), with the gig proper kicking in about the 7.38 mark. To my equally considerable amazement the Ants didn’t play Physical that night.
The following are proper studio recordings however.
Adam and the Ants: Lady (B-Side of Young Parisians)
Adam and The Ants : Zerox
Adam and the Ants: Whip in My Valise
Adam and the Ants: Physical (single version, B-side of Dog Eat Dog)
Josef K: Romance (Absolute single version)
Josef K: Radio Drill Time
NB – the date of the gig was misprinted on the poster printed up to promote the gig and used at the head of today’s offering. The accurate date of 20 July 1979 can be found in the Zerox Tour Programme.
In recent times, some artists have taken to social media to decry the ripping off of artists and fans by: record companies, venues streaming platforms and ticket agencies. It could be argued that this ‘outpouring’ is genuine in nature and it might well be (for some), but I can’t help but get the sense that it is little more that political (small p) posturing for the majority.
This stream of consciousness may get a little messy. I apologise in advance if it fizzles out, is contradictory, or makes little sense.
Artists who are, or define themselves as independent or DIY, can often seem like arch hypocrites, particularly if they have had a loyal following for some time before making it ‘big’ and then begin to milk fans.
I don’t begrudge any artist the hope and/or possibility of making money from their art. I’d actually say (of myself) that I encourage it as I want to hear more new music, or in days gone past – hear/see artists live.
That’s said, I’m becoming increasingly irked, at those that claim they are victims of the music industry while creating ‘victims’ of fans.
Of course, any fan can choose not to engage with a particular artist and its wares. A fan can decide to buy just the CD rather than the signed CD with postcard, or the LP, or the LP with signed postcard or limited-edition vinyl in every colour of the rainbow – each colour limited to just 500 copies, challenging the very notion of ‘limited’.
The thing is, in my experience (based on my listening and buying preferences) it’s not just the majors that are involved in this rather shady practice but so-called independent bands, labels and record shops.
In recent years, much has been made of the impact of vinyl on the environment. The latest wheeze – eco and bio vinyl editions to meet ‘demand’. These, of course, can carry a premium. Bundles too have become absurd. Bands I name here I do so for illustrative purposes only, mostly to use up-to-date info. And so it is that Franz Ferdinand is releasing 11 versions off its new LP, The Human Fear. From Direct Download (£7.99) to Deluxe Bundle (£85) and all that lies between. I fail to see the need for these overblown bundles? Franz Ferdinand fans may disagree and may buy all 11.
Vinyl, is of course, an easy target given its prominence in all things independent but the ‘limited edition’ releases of CDs, books etc., can be disingenuous at best. A recent book release re: independent scene was trailed with ‘limited’ and ‘signed’. It sold out. Miraculously, it re-emerged just as limited and signed days later. Copies were plentiful.
Confession… I’m not sure I’ve ever streamed a song. I’m not even sure of the terminology? Does Bandcamp stream? I’ve bought stuff from it, but I don’t listen to music on it. Bands have been extremely vocal about certain sites, most notably Spotify, and its hold over the market and their income. Some time ago, some artists removed some or all of their music from Spotify – most have since added their ‘content’ again. It seems to me to be a most unhealthy relationship and one in which if the artist was living in the same house as Spotify, I’d urge the artist to leave, as the harm one day could prove fatal. There are many reasons why someone may collude with their abuser (may need to collude), however, I’m not clear on the rationale of moaning inaction. What purpose does it serve?
And so, we move to venues. Pay to play has long strangled creativity in Glasgow. I assume it could be a similar story elsewhere? It’s not new, but it is largely accepted. Again, I appreciate a venue has overheads and needs to make a profit, but as a business it is risk by definition. Venues are closing in increasing number (so the news informs me) and on some occasions I say, “good!”. That may be too candid, but it is how I’ve felt when certain announcements have been made; the press release reading as if the business offered it services free of charge to the ‘community’ and that the business itself was akin to a charity. No doubt there are supportive venues out there. Venues that seek profit, but not at any cost. Venues that understand the basic principle of making money at the bar rather than from a band making its live debut.
Next. Tickets companies. As most of us will know from the recent reunion of a certain band, it’s apparent that the band/artist when selling tickets via a specific platform can have clauses that not only set the ticket price but protect that ticket price. Despite this fact, many well-known artists with influence took to social media to claim they had “no control” – e.g., step forward the Manchester singer. This is/was clearly bollocks. Not wanting responsibility is rather different to having no control. No artist is a victim in this charade. As with release bundles, tickets can now be sold as bundles and independent bands are very much into this sordid practice. They go by many names but seem to largely coalesce under the banner of VIP. Recent VIP tickets of seemingly ‘independent’ bands that may, or may not, have included: access to soundchecks, photos with the band, signed merch, meet and greet the band, access to after-show and disco. I find it a tad much for these ’independent’ bands to attempt to take the moral high ground against Ticketmaster when they’re fleecing fans with Bundle tickets to cover the cost of their after-show party!?
I’ve no idea why I awoke with all of the jumbled in my head this morning. I hope it’s a less jumbled read? My motto: a morality sold cannot be moaned (clearly, I just made that up right now).
Now. To clean that cupboard. A moany gits life is full to the brim with such workaday pleasures.
flimflamfan
JC adds………
As you all hopefully are aware, I encourage the submission of guest articles, reviews and postings on any subject under the sun, as long as there is a musical connection of some sort. FFF’s piece arrived last week, but it’s taken a few days for me to find the space to have it appear….and indeed, there’s a couple more guest offerings that have been submitted in recent times that have taken a while longer than is ideal to be readied for publication, but they will be here in due course.
FFF didn’t make any suggestion as to what song(s) should and will appear to accompany his piece. I have just the one song on the hard drive with the word ‘greedy’ in its title. Its title kind of feels appropriate today.
mp3: The Westfield Mining Disaster – Greedy Bastards, Save Your Souls!
Released in 2010 on the album Big Ideas From Small Places.
Hands up if you can remember back a couple of weeks to Part 42 of this series?
Well done if you do….but don’t be too concerned if you don’t as it featured 4 Chansons, a 10″ EP on clear vinyl for Record Store Day 2012, on which The Wedding Present played and David Gedge sang in French.
We are about to go on a similar journey today, (and will do so again in the not too distant future).
There were two worldwide releases for Record Store Day 2013. One was a 7″ single, released via This Will Be Our Summer, a label based in Athens, GA. The single was called 2 Chansons, and it comprised, you won’t be surprised to hear, two of the songs that had been included on 4 Chansons EP, a release that hadn’t made it across to the other side of the Atlantic.
The UK release for Record Store Day was another 10″ single, again on clear vinyl, and once more offering up four other language takes on tracks from the album Valentina. Given the title of 4 Lieder, these were sung in German.
mp3: The Wedding Present – Back A Bit…Stop (German Version) mp3: The Wedding Present – The Girl From the DDR (German Version) mp3: The Wedding Present – You Jane (German Version) mp3: The Wedding Present – 524 Fidelio (German Version)
I sent away for a copy of this via Discogs, and to my surprise, it came back from the seller with David Gedge’s signature on it.
“Boo Hoo Hoo: A three-piece band – Richardson, Reggie and Lizzie. Ewan Laing (drummer) was a fourth member for a time before leaving. Some session musicians were involved in their live shows at different times – Jack Fotheringham, Shaun Hood, Charlotte Printer. The band stopped functioning shortly after Reggie left in 2019.”
I saw them play live just the once, at a tiny venue in Glasgow called The Old Hairdresser’s. I’d love to tell you who they were opening for and when it actually was, but I just can’t remember.
I thought Boo Hoo Hoo, despite playing a fairly short set, were tremendous. The highlight was the rendition of a single that was released, in digital form only, via Last Night From Glasgow, back in 2017.
#068: The Oblivion Seekers– ‘There’s No Depression In Heaven’ (Singles Only Label ’91)
Hello friends,
‘The Oblivion Seekers’ is the name of a book which collects various stories and journal notes by Isabelle Eberhardt, a women who lived quite an adventurous and rather mystical life around 1900. Apparently she was so, let’s say, ‘modern’ in her lifetime that she became a cult figure for feminism in the 1970’s. Probably though, unlike me, you knew this all along, of course.
On a totally different note, I once visited the famous Guinness Brewery in Dublin in the 90’s and back then, after having completed the brewery tour, you would get a token for a pint, served in the basement. Now, my friend Anja tasted her pint, but she didn’t like it at all – so I sat there with two pints, hers and mine … nothing wrong with that, of course, until a fairly big group of middle-aged women got up from the table next to ours – and apparently the majority of them had a taste as bad as Anja, because one of them gave me nearly all of the group’s tokens and whispered with a sheepish grin: “drink your self into oblivion, love”.
Now, I cannot tell whether Mark Sten (bassist/vocalist-and sole constant throughout the band’s life) chose the band name from being present at the Guinness Brewery that afternoon and overhearing that women’s advice to me or whether he had read a bit of Isabelle Eberhardt – either way, “The Oblivion Seekers” is what he went for … and why not?!
Nothing much can be found about them, it must be said – as much as I’d like to give you at least some reliable information: there isn’t pretty much available, as it is so often the case with bands which I heard only once on one of John Peel’s BFBS shows. And this is not because The Seekers were ‘one hit wonders’ in an indie sense, no, in fact they have issued six albums within the 90’s/00’s, but I only know their self-titled debut from 1992.
I once read a comparison about them though which went: “(…) if I had to describe them using other bands, I’d describe them as X meets Roy Orbison”, which is not too far from the truth, as far as I’m concerned. A productive DIY roots act, with Mark Sten leading successive cohorts of younger punk musicians through a variety of older rock styles from the 1950s and early 1960s – rockabilly, girl group, early soul, late R&B, doo-wop and primitive black gospel. The underlying theory was to play rock as if the Beatles had never existed …
So there you are, that’s all I have – but, to be frank, that’s all you need to know in fact, I would think. This and today’s tune, of course, the only single they ever made – it preceded the debut album by a year and in my humble opinion it is a masterpiece: firing on all 8 cylinders, all the blades are sharpened, and there’s a bullet in the chamber. Oblivion Seekers: Portland Oregon’s finest gothabilly soul rock whatever ensemble, at your service
mp3: Oblivion Seekers – There’s No Depression In Heaven
And in case you have been wondering whilst jumping around to this in sheer ecstasy whether this is all about ‘depression’ as in being in a morbid emotional state or ‘depression’ as in commercial crisis: well, it’s the latter, because the tune was originally recorded by The Carter Family in 1936 (in the middle of the Great Depression) – also we all know that back then no-one cared a great deal about people who preferred to be on their own most of the time, and if someone did, I suppose a full-frontal lobotomy would have been the cure of choice …
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THE NEW VINYL VILLAIN 