Friday, 18 January 2019
How about a bit of Spanish techno to brighten up your Friday? I say Spanish but that is an assumption, Agony Forces may not be but the label certainly is. I bought this when it came out and am really surprised that that was way back in 2013, I thought that this was from a couple of years ago at the most. The original mix of Kibera, is a very good piece of minimal tech house, however I prefer the throbbing mix by Italian producer Ness which just builds and builds but unfortunately finishes after just under 7 minutes which is a bit of a disappointment. I could imagine this being in a Slam set.
Well, tomorrow is the big one. Can the not so mighty Diamonds stop the treble treble from occurring. I think that we all know the answer to that one. But don't even jokingly suggest such a thing on Twitter as you will be greeted with a load of abuse regarding your religious persuasion, be accused of sectarianism, told that you don't really support Airdrie and that your club/town is worthless and pointless. Some people really need to get some perspective but then again I see my football club as just that a football club, not a family. or a "way" of life and it certainly does not shape my thinking or perspective on everything else. I know, my bad.
Anyway, after last week's draw with Raith Rovers, a match where according to JC, Airdrie had 11 men behind the ball all match, not the same game as I watched but there you go, to say I am not confident about the 4th round of the Scottish Cup tomorrow would be an understatement but miracles can happen but not very often in Lanarkshire. If we can keep it below 5 nil I will be happy, as I don't think that a score line like that will have any lasting trauma for Leo as he has experienced such a humping previously but any more than that and I will be worried for the wee man.
Have a good weekend people and 'moan the Diamonds!
Agony Forces - Kibera
Wednesday, 16 January 2019
What do you get if you splice a stone cold classic piece of soul with one of the most sampled pieces of music ever? You get an extremely funky three and a bit minutes of pure class. Daytoner, the producer from the West Country has come up with the goods once again. The soul track is Lou Rawls Dead End Street and the other is Apache by the Incredible Bong Band and they go together beautifully.
Daytoner - Apache Stree
Tuesday, 15 January 2019
As you will be aware if you have read this for any length of time I am a big fan of Nick Waterhouse, his 60s insprired R&B, blue-eyed soul and on the last album downright jazzy grooves are right up my street. So the prospect of a new album was greeted with great joy in these parts and a sneak preview copy for my personal listening pleasure was much appreciated, thanks Ellie. You will be pleased to hear that it is another belter, yet again conjuring up images of dim light clubs, sharp suited guys and mini skirted girls with bobs but that may just be me. It will be released on the 8th of March from all good record shops or wherever you get your downloads from.
Those of you in Manchester, London and a handful of other European cities pissed off that once again no Glasgow show ! I had the opportunity to see the man live and can thoroughly recommend him as back in September 2014 he was absolutely magic at King Tuts although the place was half empty maybe why he hasn't ventured back to Scotland but it was one of my gigs of the year, for the cover of Pass The Hatchet alone. Jesus, four and a bit years ago.
Monday, 14 January 2019
I have seen this lot a wheen of times over the last eleven years and only once have they been anything less than excellent live but that gig was at the Arches where the sound for bands at least was always a bit hit or miss and the crowd that night didn't seem to be particularly into it. Not sure if they are still active as a band, there hasn't been anything from them since, for me anyway the extremely disappointing Dope Machines in 2015. The first time I saw them was in November way back in 2008 when they were supporting Frightened Rabbit in the Wah Wah Hut. I didn't expect that much but if the headliners had been anybody other than the Frabbits they would have blown them away with their short set, what made it even more amazing was that that had been their thirtieth gig in 31 days! Not sure if Innocence was played that night, I think it was but it was at the following gig at King Tuts that ended with the band in the crowd and the crowd dancing on the stage, including one Prof Clark or Comrade Colin as he's known to many bloggers. It is a firm highlight of the live set and therefore a live version seems appropriate.
Airborne Toxic Event - Innocence (Live At The Walt Disney Concert Hall)
Friday, 11 January 2019
I got bored of this pretty quickly back in the day just as well that as it seemed there were loads of great new tunes coming out on a weekly basis. However when it came on randomly during the week the deepest gloom of the first week back at work in January very nearly lifted and I was back in loose fitting jeans and my lovely red nubuck Wallabees. During the festering period I had a morning afternoon when everything I played seemed to come from 1991 this would have fitted right in but it didn't even occur to me to dig this out. I think over the weekend I may try and replicate the mixtape that I had at the tail end of 1991 which had things like Dove, Fallen, Let's Kiss And Make Up, Hoomba Hoomba and Never Get Out Of The Boat.
The third meeting between Raith Rovers of the season has come around quickly. Can the Diamonds make it 4 wins on the bounce? It would be good to go into the Scottish Cup game on the back of a successful run of matches, then the inevitable slaughtering will not be so bad. I will be meeting up with JC to get the Stuttgart scarf that Walter so kindly brought over for Leo when he was here at the tail end of last year. Leo will not be in attendance however as it is his birthday so he and 9 friends are going to the Edinburgh Dungeon and then a sleep over at ours, deep joy. It could have been worse, L suggested taking them all to the football which I successfully convinced her was not the best idea in the world,
Have a good weekend [people
Cola Boy - 7 Ways To Love (original white label version)
Thursday, 10 January 2019
The Coral were one of the highlights of last year's Electric Fields for me. Not something that I thought would be the case beforehand, however their mix of Psychedelia , Pop and Kraut grooves really hit the spot. One of the best songs of the set was Holy Revelation from 2016's Distance Inbetween where they nearly faithfully produced this version which was remixed by Andy Votel and released as a limited 12" white label. The band's 2018 album Move Through The Dawn very nearly made my albums of the year but lost points due to the cover alone, which is so bad it has to be a piss take. Why anybody would have wanted a picture disc of it is really beyond me.
The Coral - Holy Revelation (Andy Votel's Holy Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues De-mix)
Tuesday, 8 January 2019
When I started this blog with the intention of giving me something to do in the wee small hours when I would be wide awake due to being on feeding duties with our second child, who would make his first appearance in the world four days after I kicked off this thing, I wasn't sure it would last the month, never mind getting passed Leo's teething, walking, talking, growing into the bit of a gobshite he is becoming at the moment. But ten years, bloody hell, that was never on the cards. In recent years there have been a few occasions when it has been difficult to keep it going, especially this last summer when I rashly decided to jack it in completely but here I am, a decade of inflicting what I believe (in my arrogant opinion as L would say), is music that "needs" to be heard, the odd piece of self-indulgent navel gazing and more than a few pointless rants on those few of you who have persevered.
There could only be one song really. Recently I was wondering why nobody had ever covered this and then I said to myself "don't ever tempt fate like that again".
The Pale Fountains - . . . From Across The Kitchen Table (Original)
The Pale Fountains - . . . From Across The Kitchen Table (7" version)
The Pale Fountains - . . . From Across The Kitchen Table (12" version)
Monday, 7 January 2019
"Back to pit boots and purridge" as an old uncle used to say at the end of the holidays.
At present I am reading the final book in Stuart Cosgrove's soul trilogy, Harlem 69 and very good it is too. Today's artist, Donny Hathaway features prominently in the book which got me reaching for the extremely reasonably priced 5 album cd boxset I bought a few years back. A must for anybody with even a passing interest in this extremely talented but much troubled composer/arranger/musician/singer who tragically died way too soon when he took his own life in January 1979 at the age of 33.
The Ghetto was Hathaway's first single, taken from his debut album Everything Is Everything. The song is probably Hathaway's most enduring solo recording filled with social consciousness and which I think introduced the concept of "the ghetto" within black culture and was not to intended to be a negative but truthful portrayal of the vibrant, sometimes dangerous but continually happening neighbourhood around Howard University where Hathaway and the song's co-writer Leroy Hutson lived when they composed this wonderful track when still students at the university. The version posted is for the excellent 1972 album Live. Where this amazing bit of jazzy funk magic is nearly doubled in length but could easily go on for a further 12 minutes without ever getting boring. On the album there is also a brilliant drawn out interpretation of the debut album's title track which is equally as good as the version of the Ghetto. What is really great about this live album is that it manages to retain the feeling of fun from the band and crowd that was obviously going on and also gives you the impression that this would have been one heck of a groovy evening to have witnessed.
Donny Hathaway - The Ghetto (live)
Monday, 31 December 2018
All the best to all of you when it comes although the change of year will mean hee-haw when May is still in charge (well that's the theory anyway) here, the orange muppet is still in the Whitehouse and Vlad has carte blanche to do whatever the hell he likes.
Thanks to all who have stopped by here over the past 12 months. I hope that there will be more, longer and more interesting posts in 2019 but I wouldn't bet on it.
Thursday, 27 December 2018
I had contemplated posting this in the Monday Long Song slot but when I thought about it, it's not really a song. What it is, is a mix of music by the KLF put out in 2005 in a scam to make people think that Cauty and Drummond had unretired from the music business. The two jokers behind the prank were Strictly Kev (Dj Food) and Mr Trick. The full lowdown on the mix can be found here
Not a bad way to while away half an hour in the limbo land that is 27th December.
The Sound of MU(sic)
Tuesday, 25 December 2018
Saturday, 22 December 2018
Friday, 21 December 2018
"I really miss working in a pub on the Friday before Christmas" nobody in their right mind said ever.
Always known up here amongst the unfortunates like me who had to work it as Mad Friday, the night of the amateur drinkers who know fuck all about pub etiquette or when to ask for a pint of Guinness when at the bar with a list, I'll give you a clue it's first, every fucking time, not third not fifth and certainly not last. You also get the tradesman with his apprentice in tow, or maybe the whole team who have loused early and are now pretty well into it, having forgone lunch or any lumpy stuff whatsoever, the apprentice is now nearly comatosed, ready to vomit or both. Then there are the party goers in their stupid Santa hats or Reindeer Antlers, the ones that say to the bar staff "cheer up it's Christmas". If I had a quid for every time I heard that on a Mad Friday I would have had enough money to keep me drunk all through January when all these tossers "are aff it" and unlikely to set foot in a pub until Easter.
The hardened drinkers, the ones who know how to conduct themselves in a pub stay away from the local on this night or they all congregate in the bar that is unlikely to get any of the punters described above, there will still be a few that enter by mistake but will drink up sharpish as the atmosphere will not be one of joy and fun.
Too much, too bah humbug?
This tune is for all the unfortunates having to do a shift tonight, when things get too much for you start humming this song and sing the immortal words "sisters, brothers we'll make it to the promised land" I will raise a glass to you from the comfort of my listening chair and remember the good times when that bar keep was me.
Also if you are out tonight and not arseholed yourself be a good sort and buy the bar person a drink, I guarantee that if you are staying in that hostelry for a while you will be noticed when you go up for your next round.
The Diamonds were a bit better last week against Arbroath, who to be honest didn't look that great for a side with 20 odd more points than Airdrie! The team had there chances but we went home disappointed with another defeat but a close one, in what was a highly entertaining game in somewhat inclement weather. Tomorrow it's the long road to Brechin to take on the team three places below us in the league but worrying with only four points fewer.
Joe Smooth feat Anthony Thomas - Promised Land
Thursday, 20 December 2018
An apt question in these troubling times.
I know absolutely nothing about this track apart from up until 2007 it hadn't been released on vinyl, when it was pressed up and given away at the 100 Club's 28th Anniversary. It will set you back upwards of £125 to get a copy now!, this absolutely glorious piece of heart on your sleeve soul had been included in an instrumental version on the essential Kent cd GWP NYC-TCB from a couple of years previously. I think that I prefer the instrumental but then again that was the first version I heard so maybe that's why.
Milton Bennett - What's One More Lie
The Milton Bennett Band - What's One More Lie