Exeter Twestival – going chirp!

Thursday, 18 March 2010

I’ve not actually been quiet lately – I’ve been blogging over on the Exeter Twestival blog instead. The Twestival team started to form after the LikeMinds event in late February and, three weeks later, we’ve a music night on at one of the main live music venues in town – Mama Stone’s – with five bands and a top comedian hosting it.

That’s five acts for a fiver. A lovely bargain, and 100% of the money raised goes to Concern Worldwide‘s educational programme. So as well as being a good night out, it’s a good cause too. If you’re in Exeter, come along!

Right, I need to get back at it – I’ve a press release to write tonight…

Alan Moore knows the score…

Monday, 17 August 2009

Looking to plug a gap in your run of From Hell, the seminal Jack the Ripper comic by Alan Moore and Eddie Campbell?

I’ve volumes 2, 4, 6, 7 and 10 for sale, all up on my ebay account. These are US imports from 1994-6. Volumes 6, 7 and 10 are first print runs, volume 4 is a second print run and volume 2 doesn’t even have print run information in it.

We dig TV, we dig remote control
we dig the furry freak brothers and the twilight zone
we dig Marvel and DC, we dig Run DMC
we dig Renegade Soundwave and AC/DC!

Bruce Wayne, Auf Wiedersehn,
Dirty Harry, “Make my day,”
Terminator, Hit the North,
Alan Moore knows the score

I never could work out if it was “riffs, yeah! can u dig it?” or “rich girl, can you dig it?”. I know now, obviously.

We dig Optimus Prime and not Galvetron,
We dig “The Leader of the Pack” and the “Do-Ron-Ron“,
Spinderella and Bruce Lee, “The Bad and the Ugly“,
V for Vendetta” and “Into the Groovy“.

Thinking now about the way Pop Will Eat Itself catalogued all the things we dug in 1989, it was really a Greebo version of The Kink’s Village Green Preservation Society:

We are the village green preservation society
God save donald duck, vaudeville and variety
We are the desperate dan appreciation society
God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties

Hmm.

Days I remember all my life

Sunday, 2 August 2009

Extraordinary how potent cheap music is…

I put a best of the Kinks album yesterday afternoon. I’m in the middle of spring cleaning the kitchen, throwing away all the stuff that is never used (those giant wine goblets are soooo late 90s – I use cute little french style ones now). The Kinks are good music for doing chores to: most of their tracks have a strong driving rhythm, although after Come Dancing they go a bit rubbish. (Like Bowie – there was clearly a FAIL by 60s/70s icons during the New Romantic era.) They’re also very much part of the tradition of British paraochial pop that I love: the Kinks, Madness, Pulp, Blur, The Divine Comedy – even at times Lily Allen and, yes, Space. Stuff dense with everyday cultural references.

What I’d forgotten, was that Days is on the collection. I love it. I love that video of them on Top of the Pops because Ray Davies is looking so mellow. I love the Kirsty McColl cover. The trouble is, it always makes me cry. I listened to it just after Moosifer’s death and have never been able to hear it again without thinking of him. So when I hear it unexpectedly, it hits me hard.

Here’s some non-upsetting Kinks:
but Terry and Julie cross over the river
I’ll leave the sun behind me (I think A may have played this at the wedding…)
oooh, my poor rheumatic back
a sunday joint of bread of honey
God save donald duck, vauderville and variety

Tangently: “I love you too, but I’m gonna mace you in the face!”

As we wave our lonely banners

Monday, 24 November 2008

More You Tube spam. LJ-ers will be delighted that I’ve put it all behind a cut.

One conversation led to another, which led to Terry Hall. One of my earliest crushes, from the first 2-tone to seeing him at a Guilty Pleasures gig a couple of years ago. Cue the 80′s flashback…

Can you get any more John Hughes-ian mid-80s than this video of The Colourfield?

With the awesome awesomeness of Bananarama pre-SAW makeover. The Pipettes wish they were Bananarama. And, co-incidentally, one of my first ever records (along with Golden Brown by the Stranglers – and people wonder why I like baroque pop…).

A freakishly empty London in the Ghost Town video, from the era when the Professionals would just get up first thing on a Sunday rather than bothering to close a road:


There, wasn’t that both cool and faintly disturbing?

Oh, Champs Elysées*

Sunday, 23 November 2008

We’re deep in organising the thing next April: venues, outfits, fleeing to Paris the next morning…

I’m also sorting out my music lists, and finding The Darjeeling Limited soundtrack lurking amid the ‘to sort’ playlists.

So far, many of my suggestions for a first dance have contained accordians, which gets them vetoed. I mean, what is wrong with accordians?

*yes, I know it’s ‘aux champs elysées’

What? Now?

Monday, 11 August 2008

Being sneaky, I check my gmail at work during my lunchbreak. It’s OK, we’re allowed. Sorta. So I know that, as well as email discussions about girlies’ night(s) out (did I mention ExPop! starts at a new venue – Tigga’s – on Thursday 14 August? It’s free and fun, and there will be badges*), there are emails about the Vampire Curse which I need to answer sooner rather than later.

Naturally, gmail has chosen this moment to return a server error. Argh.

*facebook group (slightly out of date).


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