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Age: 31
Sign: Leo

City: Blackpool
State: Northwest
Country: UK
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Sunday, June 21, 2009 
Friday 10th July, West Coast, Abingdon Street, Blackpool

Earthling Society - international space rock

Brud - Neue Deutsche Welle?

Trapped Nerve - cold soul

Heffalump Trap - psychodelic space drones

£2

10pm-2am
Sunday, May 24, 2009 

I keep forgetting to mention RISIBLE, the little lo-fi electronics + vox project myself & Simon from the Ceramic Hobs etc have put together. Simon has made 33 CDR copies (I think) & probably distributed them all by now. My copies are gone too, but if you lobby him (try the Oz Oz Alice Project in my firends), he might do some more. Here is a nice review of it (fair to middling on some other related projects!) from our pal Joe of Bidoche Musique...
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Ship Ahoy!

I met up with an American bloke yesterday, one who had seen the insides of prisons, drug rehabilitation, physical ruptures, isolation and death wishes. I gave him a copy of Risible. He needed it. Quite the Mr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. "I'm a good person". Sure.

Listened many times to this album and find it quite amazing. The words and lyrics of DJ Powergen Course (who I now realize is Simon!) are top notch. The beatbox can never replace the drum lad, but for the articles on hand, do a neat job. The other day, I listened to Oz Oz Alice - first outing (the zip that I acquired after perusing the Blackpool Bands forum). No comparison. Lo-fi noise, squashed words, roundabout.

Quite strange that Oz Oz Alice and Heffalump Trap both have the same personnel albeit different "managers". What a way to go. The Haddenham One & DJ Powergen Course team are the future. Oz Oz Alice doesn't cut it with me, at least until I could see them live and compare to the formidable Ceramic Hobs.

Don't be offended - take it like MEN!

your friend in arms,
Joe Fleury (Bidoche Musique)

Saturday, May 16, 2009 
i managed to kill my mobile with olive juice a coupla days ago, so sorry if no reply to txts etc. Will be in touch for lost numbers soon
Sunday, May 10, 2009 
Hello All


This gig is coming up soon now.

The Mrs C/Heffalump one in November was very well-attended & much enjoyed, a really good vibe. I'm hoping this one will be similar & am pleased to have taken all this time to help set it up properly.

Mrs C & Heffalump are back, & this time we are joined by long-lost German new wave band Brud and the Hadfield/Juanito performance poetry & soundscape duo. As ever, there'll be plenty of wild & wonky DJing inbetween, and doubtless some similarly odd projections, plus the usual West Coast drink deals, late opening etc etc...

Really hope you can join us...

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Mrs Cakehead (Bacup reggae lunacy)

Brud (Neue Deutsche Welle?)

Heffalump Trap (Blackpool spacedronenoise)

Miles Hadfield & Carlito Juanito (Manchester performance poet & Blackpool accompanist)

Sat 16 May, West Coast, Blackpool

10pmish - 2am
West Coast Club Above
Abingdon Street
Blackpool

DJing probably from Digamix, Kate Fear, Ging & co...

Film projections

£2 entry

Tuesday, April 28, 2009 

"I WANT” DON’T GET: UBERWANTS FOR APR ‘09


philreadsbooks@hotmail.com

http://www.discogs.com/user/philbeard


Really, really desired records, CDs & tapes

(or good quality CDRs/MP3s thereof, unless otherwise stated),

for sensible prices or trades…


Stuff I’d be willing to trade for items of similar value is listed at the bottom…

MUCH MORE TO COME 4 SALE BTW - NOT LISTENED THROUGH THEM & LISTED EM YET...


Apple – Mr Bean 12”,

Siegalizer 12” (Slimting white label, 2008) – UK Funky


Astral Social Club – Skelp 7” & CDR (Trensmat, 2008) – drone – original only


Butcher Sam – Passions of A Woman 12” (white label, 1990) – piano house


Canopy & Matrix – Rough Business 12" (feat. “Arkines Lost”, Space Records [based at a Wolverhampton recording studio], 1995) - ambient drum & bass


Morny Cash - I Live In Trafalgar Square (music hall)

or the Richard Thompson cover (1000 Years of Popular Music DVD + DCD on Cooking Vinyl, 2003)


Ceramic Hobs – Fuck Da Police tape (Face Like A Smacked Arse, 1998?),

Noisy Tape, Eleven Years In the Making (Spite)

- psycho-punk

Clubstation – Pull Over 12” (Legend, 2001 or Clubbb Box, 2003) – hard house/donk


Joe Coleman - Infernal Machine Pic. Disc LP with booklet (Blast First, 1990) – experimental – original only


Copper Cat – Stay In School 7” (Party Ride riddim, Pot of Gold, 2000),

Run the Version 7” (Street Life riddim, Gold Pot, 1999),

Go Mek Some Money 7” (Problem riddim, Pot of Gold, 1999) – bashment


Crescent – Lost 7” (Planet, 1993) – lo-fi


Paul B. Davis - Pretty 12”EP or white label promo (Beige, 2001),

Enter the Mystical Faggot 7” (Frank Wobbly & Sons, 2004, 250 only) – idm


The Deadkirks – Ten Commandments 12” (Mid-Town, 1992) - gabberhouse


Demon Rocker – Iron Lady/Stick Together 12” (Unity),

Demon Rocka – Bad Boy No Ramp 12” (Unity) - dancehall


DJ Rob original 1991 gabberhouse sets from Parkzicht, Rotterdam


El-B – El-Brand 12” (white label, 2000) – UK Garage


Gus Elen - Down the Dials - music hall


Flinty Rank – Gunman Style (B side of Jack Wilson & Demon Rocker – Chuck It 12” on Unity, which I have the A side of),

Kenny Knots – Mr Chattabox/Flinty Badman & Richie Davis - My Lover Gone 12” (Unity) – dancehall


God Is My Co-Pilot – Songs of Praise/4 Steps Down the Road To Trouble & Refused Medical Attention 7"EPs (Making of Americans, 1991),

Ykt Flot! 7” (1993),

Melt-Banana split 7” (HG Fact, 1994),

Ootko Sa Poika Vai Tytto? 7"EP (Trash Can [Finnish], 1995),

Children Can Be So Cruel 10” (Miguel, 1997),

Bz Bz Ueu split 7”EP (Music a la Coque, 1998)

- queercore


Greylox - Call the Cops 12” (Buzz [Ruff Tuff & Wicked Stuff], 1992, 500 only, or the virtually identical 2008 bootleg; I already have an MP3 of the A side),

Curly Greylox - Fools Rushin’ 12" (Buzz, 1993) – jungle tekno


The Ink Spots - Ebb Tide 78 (King, 1953) or 18 Hits LP/CD (King, 1996) – proto-doo-wop


Invisibl Skratch Piklz – A Cup of Skratch & A Slice of Cut 12” (bootleg) - turntablism


Buddy Max - Many Styles & Sounds and The Great Nashville Star Is a Flea Market Cowboy LPs on Cowboy Junction,

Together - Our Masterpiece, Little Circle B, The Great Nashville Star and The Story of Freda & Bud LPs,

The Life To Fame & Fortune LP/CD,

Gold Record Award Winning and Orange Blossom Special CDs,

Tribute to Challengers Crew of Seven & Apollo Moon Capsule's Crew of 3 and Cowboy Junction Stars tapes [c'mon, someone upload the early stuff]

- country


Monoshock – Pink Jelly Vibe tape (Chocolate Monk, mid 90s) - garage psych


Nutmeg – And In England They’re Going Mental 12”EP (Molesworth, 1987),

Electric Putty LP or CD (Ground, 1989, 1000 of each only) - indie


Po! - Little Stones LP (Rutland, 1989),

Bedroom Tapes Vols. 1-4 (Rutland),

Live In Leicester & Fragile Debris (Outtakes) tapes (Rutland),

Things That Might 7” (1992),

Not Marked On the Ordnance Map LP/CD (Rutland, 1996),

A Page A Day 7” (Elefant, 1996),

The Alphabet 7”EP (Rutland, 1997),

Horse Blanket Weather CD (Rutland, 1998)

- twee

R!!!S!!! - Lake DLP (No Fans, 1990) – experimental – original only


Ruth's Refrigerator – A Lizard Is A Submarine On Grass LP/CD (Madagascar, 1991) – kitchen psych


Saba Tooth - Gal A Pose 7” (Wicked Man riddim, Killamanjaro, 1996) - ragga


77 Punk covers of Velvets’ “Heroin”


Egyptian Shaduf chant recordings


Shackleton/Appleblim – Majestic Visions 12” (Skull Disco, 2006) – dubstep – original only


Sounds From Silence LP/CD on Bella Roma (contains “Hurrian Hymn (the Song from Ugarit)” from c.1400 BC)


Steinski - Boricua All Stars split 7” (Howlin’, 2002),

Skull Snaps – It’s A Brand New Day Redux 12” (feat. Steinski mix of “Soulbus”, Ten12, 2006) – hip hop


The Tinklers – U.F.O.s 7”EP (Frownland, 1995),

with X.X.O.O. 7”EP (Music a la Coque, 2001) – outsider music


v/a – Blackpool Rox 7”EP (Vinyl Drip, 1980) – post-punk


v/a – Fuck That Weak Shit Vol. 1 & 3 7”EPs on Pitsbull (1 feat. Fruitcake & No Tomorrow Charlie, 1000 only; 3 feat. Fruitcake offshoot Garment Bladder, 1200 only) - garage psych


v/a - Join the Queercorps 12" (Queercorps, 1998) – queercore techno remixes


v/a - Yes LA Pic. Disc LP (Dangerhouse, 1979, 2000 only) – post-punk – original only


Waveform - The Poet 12” (white label, 1993) – this is my number one want now…never seen any sign of it anywhere…

Peel played it a coupla times & I have a ropey tape of the main track, which is a lovely sparse Future Sound of London-style ambient dub track, with a lengthy sample of Richard Burton reading a mysterious piece which transpires to be about Christ: “I was a carpenter”. Peel also played another track off the record, which was similar (possibly another mix of the same track?), but instrumental.

Just doing yet another search now & guessing Peel got it slightly wrong, I’m thinking there is a good chance that it is Waveform “Earth, Beat, Heart (The Ambient Poem)” on Different Drummer – anyone know if that is right before I splash the cash on it?


Wiley – Frost Bite white label 12” (Wiley Kat, 2003),

Snowball white label 12” (Wiley Kat, 2003)


World Power Alliance - Kamikaze 12” (Underground Resistance, 1992) – techno – original only


Worried Well - Don't Get AIDS 12" (Lonely Boy, 1988) – synth-pop


Adam X – Lost In Hell 12” (Rave Age, 1992),

Vs Audio Sex 12” (Direct Drive, 1992),

Psychodelic Grunge 12” (Direct Drive, 1993) - acid


And A Coupla Books/Mags I’m Also After…


Martin Barker - Action-The Story of A Violent Comic (Titan, 1990, hbk)


June Alison Gibbons – Pepsi-Cola Addict (New Horizon, 1982)


Albert Goldman – Disco (Hawthorn, 1978)


Muckraker #1-3, 9 (mag & CD)


I WILL TRADE…


Collectable ones first. Record Collector grading here, sleeve graded first, then record...


Black Sabbath – Master of Reality LP (Vertigo, 1971, embossed box cover, highly collectable swirl label. No poster. Box leans a little one way! Foil covering a little raised all round the writing & around a few very small creases, some v.v. minor scuffing round the edge of the sleeve, Vertigo die-cut paper inner with poly inside, which is a bit discoloured & has creases in bottom corners & some ringwear. The record is virtually as new) – VG/NM - £40 equivalent


Cat Power – Headlights 7” (The Making of Americans, 1993, first & very scarce single, was in John Peel’s legendary singles box, 500 copies only; some slight ringwear to rubberstamped glossy paper sleeve; polybag, paper die-cut inner; a few slight crackles here & there on the thin black see-thru vinyl) – EX/EX - £25 equivalent

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+ a variety of distro items & duplicates always available to trade, at the moment including…


Ceramic Hobs – Part 3 of A Trilogy tape (Matching Head)


Ceramic Hobs – Shergar Is Home Safe and Well CD (Pumf, 2004, the very best Hobs album, hangs together superbly)


John Clyde-Evans – For H&D tape (Matching Head)


John Clyde-Evans & Ross Parfitt – Untitled tape (Matching Head)


A Companion As Glamorous As Sleeping On Wheels [Julian Bradley] – Yaej Sceni tape (Matching Head)


De La Soul – Ring Ring Ring (Ha Ha Hey) 7” (Big Life, 1991, ace first single from second album)


godspunk 1, 2, 4, 5 & 6 compilation CDs (Pumf)


Heffalump Trap – Seven CDR (Pumf, 2008, first release from my spacedronenoise rock band)


Jah Rizlafoureye & the Heady Bread Beast – Grab yr. Balaclavas and let's go! CDR (Pumf, Simon & Stan from the Hobs second rap album)


Job Finder & the Mental Cruelty – Homunculus Construction in 42 Easy Lessons CDR (Pumf, third Hobs offshoot rap album)


Litterbug – Speaking Through the Gaps CD (JSNTGM, 2005, feat. 2009 hot-to-trotter Karima Francis on drums & vox as well as Andy Higgins from Erase Today)


Marzuraan – Solid State CD (Traqueto, 2004, Culver's drone metal band, in lush package)


Marzuraan – 10 000 Year Reign of Glacial Death tape (Matching Head, 2006, another sleek package)


Fes Parker – Side Room CD (Pressupable Recordings, 2008, final round-up of his best from the late Lancashire outsider punk)


Pavement – Slanted and Enchanted CD (Big Cat, 1992, absolutely essential first album)


Prince – Sign O the Times VHS (4 Front, 1992, the great man on his best form, live)


Vibracathedral Orchestra – Live tape (Matching Head, 1999)


The Wedding Present – 3 Songs 7”(RCA, 1990, fantastic Albini-engineered piece of Yankophilia)

Monday, April 27, 2009 

Thought I ought to point out that as well as here, I've been over on Facebook for ages now (which I mentioned before), & Twitter now too. Here seems a bit quiet recently, which is a shame, as I still think here does some things better (including listening to music, which is pretty essential for me).

Facebook is very good for Groups, which then send you emails about stuff. On the music side of things, thats its best feature really. Probably best I don't overbroadcast my address over there, as its also more about personal stuff I think than here is, but you'll be able to find me if you want to...

Twitter is a bit overrated, but it IS interesting reading what comes through from people, at least once you've joined a good set of them up (& quite different ones on there to Facebook to Myspace, which is also part of the reason I'm keeping up with all three sites). I'm not posting as much as I might, but hopefully I also only post vaguely intersting stuff, as opposed to one-word replies etc. http://twitter.com/philblackpool

It should also be noted that its interesting seeing which of these sites survive & which get abandoned (or at least aren't popular in this part of the world)....anyone remember Friendster? Then theres Bebo, which is scarily open to kids...etc etc...

Friday, March 20, 2009 


The road is long

With many a winding turn

That leads us to who knows where

Who knows where

But I'm strong

Strong enough to carry him

He ain't heavy, he's my brother



So on we go


His welfare is of my concern

No burden is he to bear

We'll get there



For I know

He would not encumber me

He ain't heavy, he's my brother


If I'm laden at all

I'm laden with sadness

That everyone's heart

Isn't filled with the gladness

Of love for one another


It's a long, long road

From which there is no return

While we're on the way to there

Why not share



And the load

Doesn't weigh me down at all

He ain't heavy he's my brother
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Desperado, why don't you come to your senses

You've been out ridin' fences,

for so long - now.

Ohh you're a hard one.

I know that you've got your reasons.

These things that are pleasin'you

Can hurt you somehow.


Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy

She'll beat you if she's able.

You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.

Now it seems to me, some fine things

Have been laid upon your table.

But you only want the ones

That you can't get.


Desperado,

Ohhhh you aint getting no younger.

Your pain and your hunger,

They're driving you home.

And freedom, ohh freedom.

Well that's just some people talking.

Your prison is walking through this world all alone.


Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?

The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine.

It's hard to tell the night time from the day.

And you're losing all your highs and lows

aint it funny how the feeling goes

away...


Desperado,

Why don't you come to your senses?

come down from your fences, open the gate.

It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you.

You better let somebody love you.

You better let somebody love you...

before it's too... late.



Saturday, February 21, 2009 



I’ve just been watching Vice
mag’s donkumentary (can’t believe they didn’t use that pun!). I saw it
mentioned on Little Boots’ Twitter feed – so there you go, there is some point
to Twitter!

I felt compelled to write a

little off the back of it, which I may follow with a fuller ramble about the
North-West rave scene at some point later (& I’ve attached at the bottom a
previous bit I wrote as part of a longer piece about Italian dance music). I’ve
seen the North/South divide a lot clearer since I moved to Blackpool six years
ago than when I previously lived in Leeds for three years. I’m always a bit
ashamed when I see my fellow Southerners treating Northerners as if they are an
undiscovered species, & on this occasion they even subtitled the entire
documentary! They attempted to cover this up by subtitling the presenter too
(the aforementioned Donky), who I was going to completely disregard as an idiot
with a stupid fashion hair cut, until the last part, when he made some quite
heart-warming comments about how the up-for-itness of Wigan Pier had explained
it all to him (& then ruined it by, on reflection, talking about “the
horror, the horror” on the voiceover). It was quite funny seeing him getting friendly
stick about his poncey outfit, as that was exactly what happened to my friend
from down south when we went out raving up here a few years back. On one level,
I can see Vice were making the effort to relate to the various scallies (&
they deliberately picked a good few fruitloops in amongst the pack) & the
approach was clearly to try to make the North-West seem exotically bleak &
menacing, just like Grime’s crucible, Bow. They also did an amazing job of
keeping Scouse House completely out of the picture, with not a single rococo trance
flourish being present, reinforcing the idea that the scene is based entirely
around the unstoppable pounding ‘donk’ sound all the time. I must admit, the
donks are more persistent here now than previously & can wear you down over
an extended period, but it is hardly the only thing being played... ....


All this amounts to a pretty
thin veil though, covering a huge sign saying “Northerners are a bunch of thick
morons who chuck hundreds of pills down their neck & can hardly speak”.
Ironic, considering the subtitler couldn’t even spell “weird”! I also find it
amazing that a magazine that can be quite on the money at times re: music is SO
far behind the pace...I must admit that it seems to have taken Blackout Crew’s comedy
genius “Put A Donk On It” to wake the country up to Donk, but you expect that
of the Guardian etc. I think I first started hearing Donk records around 2004
(Lee S’s “Got Your Number!” sticks in the mind as a particularly blatant early
use of the sound). Can you imagine the Londoncentrics taking four & a half
years to wake up to Grime?! By 2007, that was in need of resuscitation! The
donkumentary seemed to make it out as if it was a new, rabid explosion of
interest, everyone foaming at the mouth at this new discovery, when in fact I
doubt the rave scene here has gone up or down in size much since the big
national drop-off in the late nineties. Since the early nineties, the
north-west scene has had as defined a history as any other, splitting off from
the national scene because of the local preference for Italian house, then
adding in a dollop of Scottish bouncy techno, falling back to a pumped-up house
position when the Italian & Scottish stuff dropped off & then regrouping
around vocal euro trance records (Scouse House), a particularly local strain of
hard house known as Bounce & Bounce’s ultimate bastard child & more
successful heir, Donk.....


Anyway, I persevered, mainly
to see if I could glean anything new out of it. They certainly drove around a
good bit, hitting Bolton, Burnley, Wigan & Scarborough (I didn’t realise it
was popular over there). Considering it was only one week being filmed, there
seemed to be LOADS going on. It was nice to see Bad Behaviour getting
interviewed (one of the more credible names), and to catch glimpses of Electron
Records in Burnley (which I rather liked the one time I went in, about eleven or
twelve years ago) & Power Records in Wigan, which I really must go back to.
....


The biggest surprise to me
was the number of guys on the scene taking steroids. This was counter-balanced
nicely by the honest picturing of quite a few scratty, scatter-headed
middle-aged Donk fans who clearly never came down from their first pill in
1987, but the lightbulb came on in my head. No wonder it felt much less loved
up & much more testosteroney when I went to Sanctuary last year than on any
of my other coupla-times-yearly visits to north-west raves. I hope that gets
knocked on the head sooner rather than later. ....




There was also a very brief mention of the Spanish stuff, which is the
big thing the last year or two (I must admit, I’ve fallen a bit behind, but
Password Records come to mind), & it was nice to see Bon Lee’s name on
screen, as I’ve been following him since he first started, playing a lot in
Blackpool. Also, I’ve still never been to Wigan Pier (although I’ve been to the
musically similar Maxime’s in Wigan a coupla times & greatly enjoyed it),
but it’s nice to see that getting some press again. It is pretty much an
institution, having made its name with electro in the eighties & staying
the course. ....


In the group of people I generally hang out with, I’ll admit that the
north-west rave scene is probably as derided as it is down south. However, from
knowing the wide variety of kids at the school I work at who are into it &
from having gone dancing innumerable times on it, I know it to be pretty much
as rich as any particular scene coming out of London. There may not be the desperate
determination to do something new all the time, but sheer natural selection
leads to as much development as in any other scene anyway. Besides,  why shouldn’t the north-west kids have their
own thing? It is winning hearts over, anyhow, having apparently pretty much
taken over from Makina in the north-east (coaches of ravers from there now come
over to Wigan Pier & Sanctuary) & spreading further & further east
& south. There ain’t no shame in pure, unadulterated dance music, and on
that count, Donk is closer to the source than most...
....

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EXTRA! EXTRA!

After I wrote the above, I thought it might be of interest to Simon Reynolds of http://blissout.blogspot.com , who has recently been showing interest in the Donk scene. He graciously added a link to this onto his blog & also asked for a few recommendations. My reply turned into half of the further article I mentioned above that I migth write, so I thought I may as well add it on here...

"I mention a few artistes in the blog article, particularly Password Records from Spain, who seem to be the latest heavy influence & the latest twist in the Spanish Makina scene that has been so popular in Newcastle since the turn of the decade. Not sure this is to my taste, but you can almost taste the Sunny Delite: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8yhaaje4Qs&feature=related
or look up "Spanish donk" on Youtube - some is trancy, some more donky...sounds more effective in a club...

This one reminds me of that sort of experience, the way the sounds sorta bend round a corner at you...: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dqZkWapCTRw&feature=related

This one is more like the older Makina stuff, but with a donk on it!: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K5ZFRsCeiko Pretty fluffy!

I also really like this one, which I think from memory is a north-east makina guy...the donk isn't as beefy as of late, but its got a slightly spooky/unsettled feel not on any other modern northern tunes I've heard: M-Jay "Gone Wild" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RD05Iq3RCXw

And here is an old-style makina one that I've only just identified. Great strange lyric. Linda "Fill My Belly": http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1-G7hSX3kWM

Alex K from Australia (of all places) was all the rage when it was more Bounce than Donk. This one sums that up fairly well - "Tell Me": http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4Otd1_PxlE

As does this...nicely nutty, a definite favourite of mine & the one that precedes the guy's epiphany in the final part of the donkumentary: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pfmpUMvg1hQ , so it's still being played about two years on... This is the record: http://www.discogs.com/Total-Controle-Static-Bounce/release/1069865 . [edit: I love the title of this btw - it refers to the sample, but much as it's a neck-wrecker of a tune, there is a 'static'/caught in the moment feel to all this stuff - like you're stuck int he loop!]

This one is on the meeting point between bounce & donk. Shows how they take daft pop songs & make something a bit more ravey out of it (if a bit cheesy): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ZMlx5D5Sqc

This one has the carousel feel of late 90s happy hardcore: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3k9d_UGb70A&feature=related

Wigan Pier 63 seems to be the most recent Pier pack, & if you flick through that (all on Youtube), you'll see how it tends to be one donk/bounce track, then one cheesy vocal trance, then donk again, etc, unlike the rather lop-sided "suits us" look at things that Vice did, where they seemed to suggest everyone up here was braindead from hearing a donk three times a second all night...

I realised whilst looking around this morning btw that the phrase "Bounce" has come back in a lot in event names, etc...possibly a backlash against all the publicity on Put A Donk On It?!"

I'll also just add to the end that I feel I ought to mention my current bounce crush tune of the moment, which dates back to about 2005, Maximum Hustler's "Module Two", which you can hear a ropey clip of HERE: http://www.htfr.com/more-info/MR146853 . I think it manages the perfect balance of bouncy, tough tracky parts with looped hip hop samples (Last Poets & Public Enemy) & fluffy, lighter than air breakdowns.

And FINALLY, all this got me wondering what the very first donk track was...naturally it wasn't created out of thin air. I looked past turn of the decade hard house like Ingo's remix of Fergie & BK's "Hoovers & Horns" & Club Robbers "Search For the Ball", also from 2000, which I only just heard but is very distinctly a proto-Donk record. I wasn't too surprised to find myself landing on Klubbheads' 1998 "Kickin' Hard". The Dutch act have never quite done it for me, but have always seemed to be lurking at the back of north-west boxes, under various aliases (including Drunkenmunky's well-known Eminem-sampling "E"). They have come up with a style that has been very influential, particularly via their mid-nineties chart hit "Klubbhopping", whose very locked-in looped hip hop samples & tracky feel has been used again & again ever since on records beloved in this part of the world, albeit usually pitched up quite a bit & with added ravey sounds! "Kickin' Hard" was previously unknown to me & is also starkly slower than  current stuff, but the Donk is very much there, as are the endlessly repeating hip hop samples. Long way from that to "Put A Donk On It" though!


PREVIOUS BIT (from the Italian House piece)


It wasn't until 2003,
when I moved to Blackpool, that I started to work out much of what had happened
after 1991. Big music fan as I am, I was blissfully unaware of the fact that
this later period of over-emotive Italian Parmesan had become the new Northern
Soul. I had long been telling people throughout the late nineties that happy
hardcore had a similar vibe to Northern Soul, with youngsters shunning more
fashionable styles in favour of bombing wraps and staying up all night, dancing
to chirpy songs until they collapsed, but here was the real thing. All of the
above was true of the Italian stuff, but added to that was the fact that it had
survived as the oldies scene for the young crowd, aficionados of the new Bounce,
Donk and Scouse House tunes reaching back to rediscover their predecessors from
the boot-shaped Mediterranean land. Not only that, but the nearly-always
impossibly obscure records seemed to uniformly command high prices (even for
this era when vinyl pressing is more and more expensive) and were being bootlegged
right, left and centre onto compilation EPs.



This all became apparent to me within weeks of moving. Remembering the
strangely 'other' look of the names on flyers and the releases in shops in
Blackpool when I visited a few times in the late nineties, I bought a local
tape pack and was immediately struck by how different the rave scene really
was. Obviously, you can still buy drum n bass sets up here (ye gods, you can
even get the odd garage one in Manchester), and happy hardcore and hardcore
techno are just as popular here as down south, but you just don't get rave
crowds going wild to what is essentially house music in the south. The
difference between club music and rave music is often marked by the presence of
MCs, and this was the first time in years that I'd heard MCs really going at
that kind of music. One of the four tapes was an old skool set, and in amongst
Gat Décor and the other countrywide smashes were a surprising number of warm, synthy
tracks that I'd never heard in my life before. Lalene's "The Best",
JK's essential "Beat It". A whole new spin on the previous ten years
or so. The other tapes were full of new stuff, but the trance- and hard
house-derived tunes here weren't even the relatively serious, overwrought
examples of lengthy breakdowns or the 'plain biscuit' instrumentals I'd been
hearing (reluctantly) down south. The northern scene is like seeing Dave
Pearce's creed about only playing the biggest anthems being writ large. Trance?
Dump a lass with pidgin English vocals on top and call it Scouse House. Hard
House? That's a bit boring. Why not scratch in a load of rap vocals, make the
bassline a bit more bumpy, give it a few more catchy hoover sounds and call it
Bounce? Bored of that? Why not bring the beats down to just a
hammer-drill-style succession of four-to-the-floors, and just pitch them up and
down until the listeners can't hold a normal thought in their head anymore, so
brutally addled are thir brain cells. We'll call that Donk, because that's what
it sounds like! Donk, donk, donk, donk…



I'm not being rude here. I like all this stuff. I've always preferred music
that goes straight for the jugular instead of pussyfooting around. And my point
is that when you hear it all together, it works and the influence of the
Italians is obvious. I'd heard some of that Scouse House of course before I
migrated back to the north, but DJ Sammy just sounds like Clock all over again
until you put the songs in the right context. I like him a lot now. I even like
Ian Van Dahl a bit, despite finding "Castles In the Sky" to be one of
the most irritating records of the new millennium. The scene is shot through
with covers and reinterpretations of Italian tunes and other belters from the
same period. The way that the Bounce tunes use samples mirrors the way the
Italians did, American hip-hop providing the hooks because you couldn't
possibly entrust the job to the local MCs...





Wednesday, February 04, 2009 
Fes Parker RIP

I have to report the incredibly sad news that Fes Parker died the night of 3rd February 2009 from complications after cancer surgery. The funeral date is not yet set. We send condolences to his friends & family.  

Fes will live long in the memories of those he touched with his curious & strange art. I wish I had made the small effort to trek to Thornton to see Fes more in the last few years. He always made a point of staying in touch with me & his lovely Christmas cards to 'Leeds Phil' (featuring his own artwork) became a much-cherished feature of the festive season. Most of all, though, I will miss Fes in the flesh, equal parts broad smile, hazy satisfaction & cynical quip. After years thrown around by the brutalities of life, Fes swam for islands of calm assisted mainly by howling feedback & one of the huskiest rock voices the country has ever known, bemusing & enthralling people along the way in almost equal measure! A man of impeccable, considered taste & a master raconteur, Fes was an excellent friend for the last thirteen years or so.

Rest well, Grasshopper.

Phil Smith, 14th February 2009

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Fes Parker was Blackpool's greatest songwriter, as acknowledged by the people who knew, who included local heroes & long-term Fes allies Section 25, Goldblade, The Fits & the Ceramic Hobs, as well as legendary BBC Radio Lancs new music programme "On the Wire". Section 25 & the Hobs recorded a number of his songs. He was arguably Blackpool's first real punk, recording on-the-edge music from the sixties onwards & embracing the punk years with joy & abandon. He recorded regularly with able assistant Speedy Dave, as well as the Goldblade brethren. He released only two pro CDs, but also a stack of tapes & CDRs. You can find details of his last (very recent) CD "Side Room" in this site's blog. He loved gigging, but sadly only got to do so rarely in recent times, due to ill health. The aforementioned cast of Blackpool characters were so upset about his recent further deterioration in health that they arranged a massively successful night in September 2008 to celebrate his work & play for his benefit. Fes was pleased, Fes was proud, Fes went home halfway through ;-)

Fes was also a highly-gifted artist, signing with the name Eddie Smith (some details from his work feature in the "Va Va" CD booklet & in the pictures section of this site). His evocative art focussed strikingly on subjects such as Blackpool's Golden Mile and the natural world.


Wednesday, January 07, 2009 
Quick summing up of my sample-based music, originally posted on http://www.blackpoolbands.co.uk
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Massively chuffed to have another new pro CD in my hands with some loops from myself buried deep in one of the tracks. Hence, I thought maybe it was time to justify a thread here.

I have been botching together bits of mangled sample-based music over the last few years, as The Haddenham One, named by & often aided by Stan from the Hobs/Heffalump Trap. Some of the tracks are on three of Stan's Godspunk comp CD series - I have copies of these to gift to anyone interested (especially as swaps for any other local stuff I haven't got). As well as some weird pop/grime crossover stuff, some very very fast techno & some eerie minimal etchno, one of them has me & Stan doing an electro remix & a dub remix of Hobs tracks, both of which worked pretty well, I reckon. In the process of coming up with these, I've put together a load of other stuff with & without Stan & with various other people, most of which will hopefully finally stagger into the light this year as a CDR on Pumf.

As well as these solo things & other stuff under the Haddenham One name, I've been doing some collaborations. I have virtually finished an album with Powergen, which again will hopefully appear soon, once I've put the finishing touches to the scuzzy mess that is the backing tracks. I've also done a lengthy remix for another Pumf Blackpool electronica act, Taurus Board, which may appear at some point on a Taurus Board remix collection alongside yet more collabs with Blackpool electronica types like Howl In the Typewriter (Stan), John Tree & RooHmania, once HeF from Taurus Board has finished his own bits!!

The CD that arrived today is the latest CD from Astral Social Club, aka my old friend Neil Campbell from West Yorkshire, known for his work alone, with Smell & Quim, Vibracathedral Orchestra & tons of improv folk. Its called "Octuplex" & is out on the long-running US freakoid label VHF. You can hear samples of the tracks at http://www.vhfrecords.com/news/ The one with me somewhere in there is "Caustic Roe" & I get to share shiny disk-space with Richard Youngs, John Clyde-Evans, Stewart Keith, & Spider Stacy from the Pogues (!), as well as others. I have one here for me, one for Powergen & one extra, so if yr genuinely interested, drop me a line & I'll hold onto it for you. The track with a bit of me was Neil's first ever rejection (too dancey!), from a full album of collabos with my loops for another Yank label, which is reputedly still gonna appear (with new material added in) at some point.

When I remember, I may add further bits of news here or on http://www.blackpoolbands.co.uk

I'm always collecting samples, btw - beats, tones, voices - if you've anything of interest or wanna collaborate, yr very welcome to PM me...
Sunday, November 16, 2008 
Life & Prague

I'm sitting here feeling grumpy about not being able to sleep (due to a hacking cough). I am rereading my blogs from the last year or so (cos I want to check some fact or other) & am quite enjoying the experience. Even the atrocious grammar & keyboard fumble-spellings aren't upsetting me too much. I'm thinking I'd love to do my end of year thing right now, but its just too early, so heres a few thoughts on the last few weeks instead...

I feel bad that I don't do more of this, as I do enjoy it, but time is limited & I am always acutely aware that my audience largely consists of myself! As I've probably said here before, the main reason for pretending myself important enough to have a view is just to somewhere along the line get some (mainly music-related) info on the net that might not otherwise be up here...
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Anyway, in the weeks since the Desalvo gig (last blog), all has been busy, & sometimes stressful, but largely productive. I am struggling to assimilate it all as I sit in my front room with Sky News grunting out its usual doomathon & with the floor covered in my typical slew of recently-brought-home flyers & newspapers & zines & records & medicine. In that time, work has been as busy as I can remember (but productive as a nerve-jangling result of that) & I've tried to fit in what I can around said work & the time required to pull myself together after it...

I seem to have involved myself in a bunch of courses & the like at the moment, so I've finished off a sign language taster (excellent but not for me); done a counselling one (useful to me in dishing out the careers advice I spend some time at work giving out but also not for me in its purest form); continued to delay starting the Level 4 of my careers advice one (too busy) & have continued to do a few driving lessons (shaky but getting there gradually & at great expense). I'm peeking from behind my fingers looking at the dread need to do a Union Reps course next year too. Yikes. All this is delaying again my much-put-off wish to do an Art History AS/A level. I thought Art History was my one last major academic desire in a life over-stuffed with fusty attempts to better myself, but I now find the possibility of a pHd starting to nag at me again. Its That Old Self-Improver Blues! Just as I was settling down to poke around doing short courses in this & that until I eventually tire of it, I keep meeting people half-way through their doctorates & the smell of that Dr. prefix is in my nostrils! The horror of it is that I think i could do it, but the only things I think I could get paid out to do it on are as dull as dishwater. Any recommendations gratefully accepted! The idea of doing it on something cultural whiffs of getting in through the back door, but I must admit that that would interest me more than most other possibilities. Distribution networks for experimental music comes to mind after that Wire cover story...bet someone's already done it! You can sure that you will never again be interested in whatever you study, so maybe I should stick to something drier for that reason alone...
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Also in the last few weeks, I dropped in on yet another bumper sale at the local central library. Considering I'm a librarian myself, I probably do far too little borrowing from the public libraries & am threfore responsible for all this turfing out of perfectly good old volumes. As a major recipient of the sales, I'm not complaining. Like the BBC, our public libraries are one of those great British institutions that are much-maligned despite doing all things for all-comers to a surprisingly good standard. I was much tickled by Iain Sinclair's lambasting of Hackney's public libraries as having only a 'few pamphlets under the counter' as a local history section, but mine is still pretty well-stocked & yet their sale managed to furnish me with a vast array of material on topics ranging from heallth to social history to music to literary fiction to trash. As per usual, the most I've got through so far are a few chapters of the guilty pleasure: a book on sadistic killers! Why DO we all so much enjoying reading about people being treated so awfully?!
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Clementine juice: why wasn't I told about this?!
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Went to a good Goonies Never Say Die gig at the West Coast...which I'm mildly miffed to not be able to find my review of on Blackpoolbands...Goonies definitely one of my bands of the year...and newly Blackpool-based conscious ragga man King Taffari (on the same night) is one of my most joyous recent discoveries...
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Czech Republic

Prague is well worth a visit, although much more tourist-savvy than I imagine it was when all the fuss started about it. Hence, be a bit careful not to fall into the hands of unscrupulous taxi drivers, souvenir shop owners who would feel at home on the Golden Mile, etc. Theres plenty of historical stuff to see & a music scene that seems more advanced than that of Hungary earlier in the year. Thats not to say I didn't enjoy Hungary or that it was backward - quite the opposite - but Czech folk seem to have engaged more with international cultural stuff (not always a good idea of course).

English-speaking is proficient enough to get by most of the time, but still limited enough to lead to a few expensive mistakes. Am I the only person without a Union Jack tattooed on my forehead who is honest enough to admit that I wish we all spoke the same language? I know languages are a big part of different cultures, but its not as if thats ALL that defines, say, Slavs as different from the French. Its still the bit that freaks me the most about going overseas - I get massively paranoid about not being able to 'do' it, but just don't have the skills to even really try. Someone start promoting Esperanto again!!

Travel-wise, avoid the aforementioned taxis & go straight for the public transport system. The widespread impression that it is easy to master is a little ingenuous, but once you've 'got' it, its certainly regular as clockwise & very frequent too. Its also remarkably easy to jump Prague trams (as in Budapest), although I should imagine you'd have to do a bit of bribing if you got caught (we only did it a few time when we couldn't find the machines that sell the tickets). As for the airport, suffice to say that its much more comortable than the one in Budapest.

Touristy stuff

Hotel Europa on Wenceslas Square: Art Nouveau cafe on the ground floor became our favourite in-between-stuff place for drinks...

Prague Castle: massive complex of buildings collected together inside the expansive walls over many hundreds of years. Dalibor Tower's arcane torture instrument collection was very entertaining, as was it all really. Slight swizz on the entrance tickets to the 'Golden Lane' of historic cottages, being as they are basically just little shops now.

Lennon Wall: a long wall covered in graffiti which kept cropping up again every time it was whitewashed by the Commies. Fittingly, on the evening we wandered down, there was a bunch of yoghurt-weaving Yanks filming one of their number doing some performance art wailing nonsense in front of it!

Charles Bridge: fairly essential visit, with statues including one of Su's arch-enemy St Augustine (boring degree module subject matter)

Kutna Hora: a reasonably long bus trip out of town, but very pleasant. A UNESCO World Heritage site, with several ossuaries (we only went in one, but it was staggering, with the bones of 40,000 plague victims arranged into macabre pyramids & proto-bling. What WERE they thinking?!). Theres also a gamut of cathedrals, churches etc and a coin museum! The Cathedral of Santa Barbara was probably the most stunning we saw in our time over there. I was bowled over by an absolutely enormous St Christopher fresco, which seems to be undocumented by postcard or on the Internet. Bah...

Museum of Communism: Well worth a visit. A bit dry display-wise, but lots of great info, as many busts of Lenin as you could shake a stick at & the best videos I've ever seen in a museum/gallery. Usually I can't bear to sit down & watch some old guff in that sort of setting - it strikes me that they should be doing more than just jamming in a tape & leaving the paying throng to it - but there was some quite affecting footage of people gearing up for revolution in 1989. Astonishing how recent that was. As in Hungary, I was struck by how put upon the Czechs have been over the years. And just as they get rid of the Communists after the Russians, the Germans, the Austrians & all the rest, they wake to find their capital taken over by lapdancing bars & tourists...the Museum of Communism enters into this spirit, of course, & misses a trick with us by having racks & racks of cheesy parodic Communist postcards instead of straight reprints of the original (much better) propoganda pictures. They had a display on the Plastic People of the Universe though, so I forgive them...

The Mirror Maze at the top of the funicular

The Strahov Monastery's two Philosophical & Theological libraries, which unfortunately you can only peek into rather than roam but which also feature some splendidly manky displays of ossified beasts!

Kampa Island: Expensive but idyllic tiny little islet below Charles Bridge, with some bars, a park & a modern art gallery

The Loreto: Yet more religious stuff. We particularly enjoyed hearing some crazy Yank woman, in the replica of the house where Gabriel supposedly appeared to Mary, asking her partner if he could see the "Bearded lady on a cross" mentioned in the guidebook?!

The Jewish Quarter: Theres not much you can say about a synagogue with the walls whitewashed & covered in the names of every one of the 80,000 Czech Jews who died in the Holocaust. The ancient cemetary (dating back to the 1400s) was pretty impressive though, as was the half of the historical exhibition we managed to whizz round before Prague attractions closed early for another day.

The Metronome: A kinda goofy monument (apparently not all that popular locally), used to replace the hated Stalin statue that used to laud it over the city from Letna Park. We kinda thought they ought not knock EVERYTHING down from the Commie era, but I can imagine that Stalin was rubbing their noses in it a bit! I LIKE the Metronome, either way. Lets have one here...

Architecture in general...I'm not a big authority on or fan of architecture, but it has to be said that Prague is a good-looking city, with loads of stuff from an array of periods, often these days having been lovingly restored, there having been no Second World War bombing, the Jewish stuff curiously having been kept by the Nazis & not too much having been cleared since. Aside from the noted castle etc etc, the stars of the show are a fairly sizeable amount of Art Nouveau facades (very pretty). There are also a few pseudo-Cubist buildings. The latter were a bit disappointing on the whole, although I grew to rather like the relatively recent Dancing House.

In terms of tourism, I must also mention the iMax cinema, which is at the back of some vast ultra-modern shopping centre a bit of a way out of town (behind the National Museum). I think I did go to the one in Bradford at the Museum once, but they are still rare enough in the UK for Su not to have got to see her beloved U2 in 3D yet. She was pretty made up that it was on in Prague & it was certainly quite a spectacle. I can recomend it as surely the best way to convince yourself on the band's talents, as you get to see the whites of their eyes more effectively than at any time in the last 25 years whilst benefitting from material from their entire career. 3D has improved so much that the experience was almost psychedelic in its vivacity.

Food

I wasn't knocked sideways by the Czechs' own cuisine (dumplings?! Cheap Coke substitute?!), but they've certainly embraced a whole cavalcade of international restaurants since the tourists arrived...

Cowboys is an attempt to make an upmarket Yank-style steakhouse. However, they somehow forgot to put a hold on the cowprint chairs & videos at the entrance of people supposedly inside having a 'good time'. Either way, the massive plate of ribs (not usually a favourite) went down a treat...

Seven Angels was possibly the highlight of the entire holiday for me, although they cleared my wallet out. This WAS good Czech food. After sampling the traditional Becherovka & plum brandy, there was vennison pate wrapped in bacon, & foie gras in pear sauce, with some fresh fruit. So I'm still not a vegetarian then...Not sure I could justify eating foie gras more than once, but I can see what all the fuss is about. I am told I lapsed into over-accentuated English gentleman's stock phrases like "Splendid!" to convey my pleasure to the bemused waiters!

Pivovarsky Dum microbrewery: recommended by Milovan from Smell & Quim (to whom thanks for all his help). Su really liked the beers & the food here & I can only concur. Not so sure about the nettle beer, but its definitely worth trying once (reminded me more of salty sea water than nettles!). Here it was meat again, with a massive plate of rabbit & spinach. This was the first meal of several after which I waddled onto the street almost ashamed about the extent of my holiday indulgences!

The Strahov monastery bar: Where you can get their own beer, St Norbert, which I think was probably the best I had in Prague. Excellent pickled sausage. Another Milovan tip.

El Centro: Tapas. Tapas is always good anywhere. Nuff said.

Klub Arkitektu: Strange restaurant downstairs in some architecture institute that we stumbled upon after we couldn't find another place. Finally got round to trying ostrich here, which was perfectly pleasant but not worth going on safari for. Liked the straightforward feel of this place.

Red Hot & Blues: This New Orleans-style restaurant was the final straw after a week of eating out. I made the tactical error of getting some spicy prawns first. After the main meal came round (some extravagant burger thing), I'm told I spent most of the time either gurning obviously pained expressions at Su or outside huffing & puffing & trying in vain to find room for the rest of my meal. What a greedy git!

Beer: Luckily I've just recently found my peace with the less gassy lagers (Stella & co are still hated enemies). The Prague beers are as nice as we're always led to believe but I must admit that I expected more variety. Theres only about three or four readily available everywhere. The best of these is Gambrinus, but Urquel (available in supermarkets over here) is very nice too & theres nowt wrong with the others. Beer in shops is as ridiculously cheap as I was told it was.

Music

I spent some time trying to work out what was happening in Czech before we left. Its one of those countries that you know you have heard some stuff from but which has never really reached any sort of vogue over here.

I enjoyed listening to Janacek, Dvorak & Smetana again. Prague is the only place I've been to where there still seems to be as much enthusiasm for classical as any other kind of music. Round every corner there is another hall with yet another classical recital on & scallies who would be selling you poppers over here shove handbills for Mozart and Vivaldi into your hands. The second-hand shop I'll mention below had the most classical vinyl I'd ever seen, in its own room separate from the pop & rock!

The Czech dance scene seems a little reliant on imported ideas (more so than Hungary, I felt, despite Hungary not being so on the ball in other areas). There are certainly plenty of clubs on, especially techno ones, but most of the music I could find that was definitely Czech was a bit behind-the-times, stuck in blind alleys. It wasn't until the end of the holiday (when we went in the souvenir shops!) that I started to hear some quite interesting music not unlike the Bounce and Donk popular up here in the North-West of the UK right now. I checked out some comps & it seems to be a mishmash of Czech mixes of Euro-giants like Cascada and Scooter and a bunch of homegrown stuff. Maybe I'll investigate further. I didn't see any sign of the very good extratone stuff I'd heard on the net after I got there!

I DID see a lot of posters for gigs from the likes of Dave Clarke as I sped through the countryside on my way to Kutna Hora. There seemed to be little halls advertising hip hop dances too. If only I'd lived in such a vibrant countryside when I was growing up! Prague is certainly on the map for international artistes, hip hop included. The week we were there, Mos Def was heading up a gig hip hop fans over here would lap up, also featuring De La Soul, EPMD AND The Phracyde. Czech hip hop remains a slight mystery to me. I listened to some before I went (Prago Union & Gipsy.Cz, the latter of whom was the Eurovision entry I think!). I quite liked it, but not as obviously as I do the Polish stuff, & the records are very expensive, so that'll get left for another day.

Most of my efforts went into seeking out guitar & exp music, which has a sturdier history in the country. Czech music for me is epitomised by the Plastic People of the Universe. More a group that I admired than enjoyed in the past, I am now becoming a fan & supporter. Without going over all the facts (you can find them online), they were a psych group who started back in the Zappa/Velvets time but ran into problems with the Commies, who considered them nihilist and depressing (!). They eventually fell foul of the law, got banged up for a bit in the seventies & then had to arrange their very rare concerts in much the same way as illegal raves were later on in the UK. They're certainly not upful, with a very Eastern European-sounding violin scrape & oodles of gloomy vocals bringing the seriously free & wonderfully tentative psychedelia down to some unexplored terrain entirely of their own place & time. The more common sounds of Communist Czech seem understandably to have been the cheesy pop songs of Karel Gott, who was on just about every oldies-related thing I saw in the city.

After the fall of Communism, the floodgates appear to have opened, & I picked up quite a few records made in a very short period afterwards. The Czechs had been waiting to rock! The key label is Globus International, which has issued both tons of wild Czech stuff & a whole slew of international reissues running from David Peel to Nirvana. Amongst many others, they issued the early stuff by Pulnoc, who were formed by one of Plastic People when he fell out with the others. I'm not quite sure what I make of Pulnoc so far. They seem best when scuzzy, elsewhere moving towards a sorta poppy, glitzy thang that does admittedly suit the female vocals.

In fact, most of the stuff I bought in Prague or found beforehand on Myspace still lies largely unattended to so far, its been so busy the last coupla weeks. From what I have heard though, I have high hopes for the following...

Krysa (another early Globus act, with goofy punk songs like "Stupid Brains"); MCH Band (wonderful from the blasts I put on so far - expansive improv set from the revolution era); Ecstasy of Saint Theresa (already on my radar due to Peel plays in the early nineties. The late nineties one I bought is a bit post-Portishead, but very pleasant); Guided Cradle, Alienation Mental, Choked By Own Vomits & Root (grind bands). I must thank Jan from noise-rock/etc Klang Und Krach Records for furnishing me with info on how to obtain some of this stuff. I never made it to his mates' gig in the end. I found him via Napalmed, the long-running noise project from Czech (who I did see one old poster for a gig by in the street whilst over there!). Inbetween the two, I also came across the ambient/industrial/exp sounds of Vladimir Hirsch, Aghiatrias, Do Shaska! & Schloss Tegal, amongst others. Czech experimentalism is healthy indeed...

Jan's tips included the Black Point and Poli Pet shops. Small but well-stocked, Black Point served me well. Poli Pet was the winner though, with loads of books (if you can read Czech), lots more vinyl ferreted away & a really knowledgeable owner happy to guide me through the bewildering array of underground Czech CDRs etc. They stock Jan's stuff too.

Towards the end of the holiday, I whizzed round & found most of the other shops I was interested in too. I had printed a list off the net & wasn't too surprised to find a number of these had closed down relatively recently. I couldn't find Gung-Ho. RPM: Tamizdat (which sounded really promising) was nowhere to be seen. Sunshine People had gone too. I saw signs for Happy Feet, but they didn't seem to lead me anywhere. I found Sirius Sounds but it wasn't open at that time of the day & looked like a pretty generic dance shop from a glimpse through the window. Disko Duck has a bit more of a rep, but I never went past at a time when that was open either. I also avoided all the hip-hop shops, as they seemed to be more focussed on clothes than music. Despite all this disappointment, I found a few more worth mentioning. Rocksters is very specifically for punk & hardcore kids. Again, theres a lot of space for clothes, but the music selection is impeccably specialist. I'm not a big enough fan to really get stuck into their stock, but I was impressed. Maximum Underground nearly bought a tear to my eye once I eventually found it (most of the record shops are in the clearly low-rent ye olde Commie shopping arcades, usually up some stairs which appear to be taking you up to the flats above). It was the first shop I had discovered for quite some time doing the old thing of having a good sweep of records from across the alt spectrum (punk, hip hop, a surprisingly large dubstep section, etc etc). Unfortunately, I was fairly spent up by then & most of it was fairly easily available in the UK, but I bet the locals like it. I also have to mention Bontonland. I should imagine the indie shops hate this being mentioned, as it seems to be some sorta HMV-esque shop, either a chain or a very big & well-managed one-off. I didn't really buy much there, but it had a massive Czech 'scene' section (CD racks down three sides of one of the sizeable rooms). If you can't be bothered seeking the other shops out, Bontonland is right there waiting to serve you on Wenceslas Square...

My top tip out of all the Prague record shops (alongside Poli Pet for new stuff) was Music Antiquariat. Another one hidden away up some stairs, its down the same street as the National Theatre & is the one mentioned above with a whole room of classical vinyl (its just popping into my head now that I should have looked for mint Cage & Xenakis Lps or summat!). They had a huge vinyl sale section, where I found heaps of Globus stuff sitting waiting to die alongside the woefully obscure Rema-Rema Ep from 1980 & a similarly forgotten George Lewis private press LP from 1964. The whole thing was capped off wonderfully by their displays of great close-up photos from seminal psych gigs in Prague in the late 60s/early 70s (Zappa, Floyd etc).

Finally, lets turn to the music venues. We didn't do so much of this stuff, so knackered were we after all this toing & froing, noshing & drinking. We did quite like Batalion Bar though (on a street near the bottom of Wenceslas Square). Cheap drinks, big screen with retro hair rockers on it & a Tardis-like space downstairs for dancing if you so fancied. Our only gig was one at the Rock Cafe. The bands shall remain nameless (they weren't that memorable), but I kinda LIKED that it was just like Jenx in Blackpool!
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Well, I AM pooped now...maybe will catch yall up some more in a day or two...
Sunday, October 05, 2008 
Well, its been a busy week.

After a few weeks laying low working on this Desalvo gig (yesterday), I've been to four (five?) gigs this week, & it was all very good stuff...

Tuesday evening I happened to be in Manchester on business (man of mystery!), so I thought I may as well slip down to see a Blackpool band who aren't the Hobs out of town for a change...good to be back in the Tiger Lounge, for Drop-Out Wives...had a right good chin-wag with Vince too...
First on were some band I think called The Ska, which is a bit like the Drop-Out Wives calling themselves The Garage Rockers, cos they were basically a ska punk band. Wasn't convinced at first, cos of the usual Yankee accent etc, but the lead singer was a mean trumpet player - could have done with more of that.
Drop-Out Wives were just great, so it was a shame there were only really other band members there to see them...its not just Blackpool, then...legged it for the train with a Budvar in my pocket...

Wednesday was the nadir of my week as I had to remove all the Desalvo posters due to council mithering. At the end of all that, I slid down to the Oxford intending to see Darius Fontaine. Got in the door as he was being clapped off, so that didn't work out very well. Quite liked the room, although the bannister thingies at the front of the stage are a bit camp. Certainly plenty of people there, and pleased to not have to shell out on the door. I woz knacked though, so I went home in a sulk, STILL not having seen the local breakcore king in action...

Friday I went to the Punk night at the West Coast. If I hadn't been promoting the Desalvo thing, I would have helped Stuart out with this, as it was me suggested getting Gonzoid on. Sadly for them, it was a pretty damn quiet night (Stuart, do you think descriptions of the bands on flyers/web things would help at all? I guess no-one would know who they were without having encountered them before, but 'Lancaster punk pop shoegazers' or summat at least gives ya some grid refs). The music didn't suffer remotely though...
Only caught the last one by the Bug Chasers, which I personally thought sounded great (cool job on the sound). Good to see Lisa in action whacking hell out of the bin! Nigel Joseph was playing up a storm on gtr too. Seemed to get a muted response, but there y'go. I've got my taste & I'm happy...
The Drop-Out Wives were probably the best I've seen them, well polished & swaggering, warming themselves up for the night after. They must just really love playing. Its such a lottery doing that many gigs - great gig,no people/poor gig, loadsa people/great gig, loadsa people...admirable to say the least. Stormy shouted out just about everyone in the room (admittedly not hard) & claimed I was the Blackpool John Peel, which made me go tomato-coloured, especially as Higgins, Powergen & various other better candidates were there too. Finally spoke to Higgins properly after living here four and a half years & managed to quiz him on why he hasn't been playing so much recently etc - always had a very soft spot for Higgins++ & would value him joining a lot more of the current line-ups.
Gonzoid got help from Dave the Baron, who performed a special sexually-charged Nun show for them (I thought it was Desalvo who were into the kinky nuns?!). Dunno if this will link OK, but I'm sure Powergen would like to bask in the memory of THIS moment: http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=656081277&ref=profile/photo.php?pid=1352651&id=598072610 I REALLY like Gonzoid & wish I could draw more people into their web. Its funny how you can pick up on these random bands through coincidence - I think they contacted Stan just cos they thought he might like em or summat, so Stan asked em to play with the Hobs in Lancaster, then they both got booked for that Beatherder debacle, then I asked Stuart if he would be up for putting em on over here....suddenly I've seen em three times this year & know half the songs. Finally got chatting to them too (jeez, I'm shy). Still no CDs from them though....Now if they just got a real drummer, that'd be one hell of a power trio.
Dave continued the show for us afterwards at Steve Nutmeg's home, where Caz showed me the wondrous inanities of Facebook's Pirate-Speak option & the new Wasted World comp got thoroughly rinsed.

So we finally got to the Desalvo show I've been organising with Kate Fear for about two months. Went through all the usual stresses, particularly focussing on a humming bass & fretting over whether anyone would turn up (its funny when everyone is mumbling about that hours before the gig is even due to start! "No-one's here yet" "We're not open though!". As it happened, a discreet bunch were there even before the official doortime & final paying guests totalled about 37, which will do nicely in that little room upstairs at Connollys on Topping Street (the ex-lap dancing place). The numbers included some friends of the barstaff, who seemed fairly happy with what they got on the whole (one woman was REALLY rocking out to Desalvo!). I saw most of it from the man-doing-the-door position, or whilst doing little jobs, but hey ho, its probably the last time for me after this council grief, so what the heck. Massive thanks to all sorts of people for turning out, especially Kate & Stan. Stan flew back from a very busy ten days working away that very afternoon & then came & did the PA with zero complaints. Top man. Powergen also gets love for sorting out some stoopid visuals & between-band music. I can't recall everyone in the seriously diverse crowd off the top of my head, but especially nice to see John Grice & Dr Steg out & gold stars to Andrew Truth for making it from Preston & Marky for making it from Manchester (& doing films, which I imagine he'll be posting soon), not tomention Desalvo's Japanese website honey, who came all the way up from London, I think!
The Bug Chasers are certainly beguiling. I'm not sure what they are on about, which is usually a good sign. Cover versions of extremely obscure art-garage-punk tunes, with wailing feedback guitar, dual Krautrock keyboards & a bin being whacked. Went down better than it seemed to the night before (despite an even nuttier sound due to Nutmeg joining in on theremin!).
Goonies Never Say Die are a tremendous band & went down a storm. I really hope they are now drawn well into the Hobsworld lair, as I think they fitted in on the bill real nice. I was talking to the Goonie I believe goes by the name of Kermit at the end & he was saying he was blown away by how much heavier Desalvo were than the Goonies, who he conceived of as being pretty damn heavy themselves. I had to reveal that I wanted the Goonies on cos I thought they were pretty mellow :-D I'm joking slightly, as they played pretty darn tense & muscular stuff & Mr Chopper was definitely feeling the vibe by the end, rolling around & rocking out. I think they're soothing though! I think Chopper's folks liked it too :-D
Finally we came to Desalvo, who stepped the whole thing up several gears. They threw the lights on & Mr P6 came out in his leather apron etc & gave out some gasmasks to audience members. It looked pretty insane from whatever angle you were stood at in the room. I kept telling people that it was the perfect reincarnation of a photo I always loved & longed to be at gigs in the mould of, showing Napalm Death destroying a tiny pub backroom in 1988. Ric, Nigel Joseph & Andrew Truth get the dancing prizes but the whole audience seemed totally transfixed, with P6 roaming the room interacting with everyone & meeting an ace spar in my girlf! The rest of the band threw themselves around like nobody's business in the background & it may have been politeness, but Alex was kind enough to say it was the best show of the tour at the end (& they've been playing at the Hope & Anchor, loads of home shows in Scotland etc etc). If you know a gig is gonna be relatively small & intense, what better way than in a tiny little room upstairs from an Irish drinker, with a Celtic band playing the other room! Thanks must go to Lee & Gav from the venue too, who I thought might be a little freaked out when the music started up but who seemed happy with their first rock show & seemed to think they would like to do it downstairs in the main bar in the future?! Other people should definitely get in touch with them about putting stuff on - P6 was shouting for more gigs there at the end & they were thoroughly straight with me & Kate throughout, if slightly weirded out by the whole thing.

After packing up, we jetted over to the West Coast to see the Drop-Out Wives yet again. The West Coast was pretty packed out, so it just goes to show that having more than one gig on on one night doesn't have to be a problem as long as the people putting them on co-ordiante & don't try to cannibalise audiences or whatever. The Wives were pretty triumphant & much enjoyed all round, but it was late & had been a pretty knackering day, so we slinked off before KPLG came on, doubtless to huge applause & a great reaction.

Not sure if I'll make it up to Fleetwoodstock tonight for Valvetronics after all that, but I'd like to think I might...
Sunday, July 06, 2008 
I would be expecting to write about the Ceramic Hobs Beatherder debacle here (footage surely on Youtube soon), but find myself back in the real world reporting that US speedcore producer DJ Tron has died at an early age. I won't comment on circumstances, as there only seem to be rumours so far. All I will say is that I saw him about 11 years ago & he was excellent. Another one gone way too soon. RIP DJ Tron...
Tuesday, May 13, 2008 
I didn't manage to play CDs at the party for the Great Blackpool Prom Show in the end, due to circumstances beyond my control. I went to see John Tree the other day though & picked up a DVD of the film he made to go with the sculptures & music...I thought I ought to make the pilgrimage down to hear the music in situ.

At the risk of getting all rhapsodic, it was a gorgeous hour & feels like something of a peak for local music. There was some sound accompanying the sculptures before, but it must have been pretty backgroundy, as I can only remember the pinging submarine sounds of "The Frankenstein Project". It might be a bit on the schmoozy side having yr music attached to some public art, but I hope the bands are kinda proud, cos it comes across as quite a little accolade...and a bizarre one at that, with the same damn songs on repeat for a year! Incidentally, on that very point, I think John & co need to lobby to have the stuff installed permanently or maybe swapped regularly for new local music: what a showcase!

I rode down on my bike from the north, so I ought to start by mentioning some of the other art. I've been past many times, but it was only the second time I'd really heard the pan pipe thing grunting away in full flow. Its something like a set of cosmic bagpipes being tuned up, the sea causing it to play some sounds that threaten beauty & then honk away into dischord as the tide retreats again, demarking its very own rhythm. Its the sort of thing thats not quite right - but all the better for it. On the non-musical side (WHY no music, by the way?), the giant glitterball is as imposing as ever, shimmering just right against the setting sun. Its this piece in particular that had me shaking my head at some Blackpool historyites the other week who were pooh-poohing the sculptures in contrast to the trad prom dressings that were there before. Its a pretty staggering piece really, and a worthy addition to the seafront...

The Glam Rocks were sorta dwarved by the slightly loud Blackpool rox emanating from them. In a way, the music only served to show up the somewhat lame one-liner that constitutes the artwork. I think it comes into its own in the dark, as the fibre optics change colour like some gently pulsing sea creature. Anyway, it was lovely riding figure eights in & out of the rocks on the bike, as the Corsairs blasted out. I think Sinister Footwear's tune somehow suits the environment most, by the way, with the curious megaphone vox. My hippy zen moment though came with leaning on one of the rocks listening to the Hobs, gazing up to see the moon just starting to appear: very definitely the fourth glam rock.

Moving on, I gave "Water Wings" a quick visit & ended up at "The Frankenstein Project", whose music I had liked most on the DVD. This was the only sculpture with the music restrained to the dull roar I was expecting, but the electrical lightning bolt sounds were still loud enough for dogwalkers to look over in curiosity. In fact, by then audience participation was obvious, as a handful of adolescent skaters gathered round the Glam Rocks as if it were the Tache. I was gonna sit & drink my beer by the submarine-like Frankenstein thingy, but there was little of the sculpture to see from the side looking out at the sunset, so "Water Wings" won in the end. The latter proved to be my favourite overall. Its flicker-harnessing powers were always a winner, but as with the looming isolationism of the Frankenstein piece, it felt like it had found its perfect accompaniment with the burbling brook of water, children's chatter & gamelans provided by John & Buzz. I spent a good half hour sat looking through its cracks towards the sea, reading a book on beer that coincidentally referenced the sort of Blackpool alco-aggro orgies right now brewing up for Glasgow Weekend. As good as any night out...
Wednesday, May 07, 2008 
So with the previous ones out of the way at last, I thought I'd capitalise on this and get on with sending questions to pStan from the Hobs. Annoyingly, I think I wrote some questions & lost em, but here's some more anyway...

I've mentioned pStan on here many a time, I'm sure. He is in the Ceramic Hobs. He has been in other bands from Blackpool before & is in other bands as well now. He runs Pumf Records: http://www.pumf.net and makes stuff: http://www.batcow.co.uk
He also does umpteen other things.

Phil: Where were you born and what schools did you attend?

Stan: I was born in Manchester, and moved to Blackpool when I was the tender age of three. Infant and Junior school education was at Roseacre, Secondary was at Highfield High, then I did 'A' levels at Collegiate Sixth Form College. All these schools are in Blackpool. The whole educational experience was horrific for me; I am not an academic person and have always had difficulty fitting in to an authoritarian framework. I did miserably in my exams, although I did get my maths 'o' level in the fourth year, and got English as well. Who needs more? I then spent two years at sixth form to end up with three 'f' grades in my 'a' levels. (Qualifications are vastly over-rated anyway).

P: What is your first memory of Blackpool?

S: Old ladies in my parents' newsagents shop giving me money because I was cute. I had extremely bright red curly hair - Little Lord Fauntleroy eat your heart out! I had a little pedal car that I used to ride on the pavement in front of the shops, and one of the old women used to give me sixpence 'for the parking meter'. When I saw her coming I used to shuttle the car backwards and forwards next to the wall, 'parking' it, just so she'd remember.

P: Were there any places in Blackpool that held a particular resonance for you as a child?

S: I remember spending time on the beach and the sand dunes (my parents' shop was close to the beach) - also the network of roads behind the shop, and a small patch of waste ground under the bridge next to the railway. When I was (nearly) 8, we moved into a house a couple of miles inland behind which there was a great field that I spent days and days in, climbing trees and setting fires. There were also loads of winding 'country' roads in the area to wander along and explore on bicycles.

P: Are there any memories of the famous Golden Mile or other Blackpool seediness that stick in your mind from childhood?

S: Not really . . . I don't recall going there with my parents, and I only drifted through those areas sporadically when I began to go places on my own (or with friends) as I grew up. There wasn't much attraction for me in all that hurly-burly (though I did spend lots of time on the Pleasure Beach, wandering around soaking up the atmosphere - rarely went on the rides though, I never had much money to fritter).

P: Blackpool sees some rum sights on its streets. Whether it be part of a George Formby convention or a local eccentric, what is the strangest sight you've ever seen out and about here?

S: I think you probably get quite immune to strange sights living here. The first thing that sprang to mind upon reading this question (not to say this is the strangest thing, but it came to me unbidden) happened a couple of years ago. Whilst driving slowly along the promenade, stuck in a traffic jam, with hordes of people thronging the pavement, I observed a totally naked man edge slowly backwards out of the crowd into the road, then walk forwards into the crowd again. This is probably the norm for Blackpool these days.

P: Can you run down your musical interests from 0 to 18? I guess I always think of you as a punk & presume other people do, but you still seem to hark back to the Beatles a lot, so I guess they must figure big. Anyone else? How did you get into punk? Did you have favourite record shops/punky places to hang out?! Who is the earliest punk pal you hooked up with & that you still have contact with?

S: I have two brothers, 7 and 8 years older than me. As I was growing up I was exposed to their musical tastes, so listened to the Beatles and 60's pop through to 70's rock - Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Deep Purple, Status Quo, Jethro Tull, Genesis, Yes etc. As I grew up I was listening to chart music of the time, so Slade, Sweet, Gary Glitter, Suzi Quattro, T. Rex, Mud, Alvin Stardust and the like all featured big. My musical tastes now go from the Beatles through to the present day (though less and less of the present day . . . I'm becoming much more intolerant of dross). I think everybody at some point needs to find music that's 'theirs', rather than just liking what's been played to them by other (older?) people, and punk for me filled that requirement. I can't really remember how I got into it, but it certainly made me step into different social circles, for better or worse. I met a lot of new people, some of whom with hindsight were total idiots, untrustworthy and unreliable, and a few who were likeminded, positive and inspirational. There were a few places to hang out, names of which escape me - a couple of records shops and cafes were always likely to have friends mooching round there. As for the oldest punky friend, I guess that would be Boz, who was the singer in the first proper band I was in (A-void). I met her in 1982 or 1983, and these days we're both doing similar arty-based work projects in which our paths occasionally cross.

P: As the Sophie Lancaster thing proves, people still get loads of stick for looking/acting differently, but did the Punks in Blackpool actually have to be fighters? Any fisticuffs with metallers/soul boys etc?

S: I remember being in violent situations many times, but I rarely got beaten up as I have always been good at talking my way out of trouble. I think I have always been able to see that the different factions (mods, skins, rockers etc.) are all desperately trying to live up to the image, which is portrayed in the media as one of constant conflict with those outside their kind - they're fighting because they think they ought to, without really wanting to (apart from the occasional psycho, examples of which I've usually managed to avoid). It often doesn't take much to make them leave you alone. Having said that, there were quite a few occasions where I was unceremoniously dumped on my arse.

P: Can you remember the first Blackpool venue you set foot in for music that you felt comfortable in/good about? What was it like? I'm sure they weren't all your favourites, but do you remember/have any good stories about the clubs of the time? - The Adam & Eve, Jenk's at Rumours, The Tache, the Galleon, The Bizness, the Lemon Tree, Trader Jacks, Norbreck Castle, Mardi Gras etc.

S: I went to the Norbreck Castle to see bands many times, and always felt comfortable there. There was also the Vinyl Drip Club (upstairs at JR's, Victoria Street, above Boots), a weekly live bands event peopled by folk 'just like me', which was great apart from the odd occasion when non-punky types wanted to come in, too. Of your list above I used to frequent Your Father's Moustache, Adam and Eve's, and The Galleon - though I think all those were later in the '80s. I remember going to the Bier Keller for gigs a lot in the early '80s, Lucy's Bar to socialise . . . there must have been other places but names escape me.

P: Can you remember some of the bands that shook you awake live early on? Were there any Blackpool scene characters at the time who were a big influence on you either to do punk stuff or later on, more experimental stuff? What was your first active involvement with the Blackpool music scene? Was art always a factor at the time too?

S: A few of the bands I saw in Blackpool during my teenage years: Theatre of Hate, The Rezillos, The Fall, Wasted Youth, Modern English, John Cooper Clarke, Attritrion - there are probably loads more, but those came to mind first. Also loads of local bands, all of whom really proved that anyone could get up there and do it for themselves. I don't think anyone specific influenced me to do it for myself, rather the whole 'scene' of people was the stimulus. Creating more experimental music seemed to come naturally to me, probably from listening to any and everything. My first involvement with the Blackpool scene was being the compere / occasional DJ at the Vinyl Drip Club in 1980 / 1981. Art came into things in a small way - creating backdrops, making clothes etc. (the concept of 'performance art' has always been there though, I suppose - creating a spectacle at live events rather than just playing the instruments).

P: Do you perceive drugs as having been a major factor for other people in the Blackpool music scene at that time (when you were first going to events)?

S: Not really, I don't think . . . people seemed to be there for the music. Alcohol was drunk freely, and the odd spliff smoked, but that was about it. Lots of the people I associated with ended up doing the drugs because they went hand-in-hand - media image again, I suppose. There were one or two who use drugs as a tool toward creativity, but far more people simply screwed themselves up.

P: Obviously people will have done demo tapes & the like, but were you the only real tape label in Blackpool in the eighties or is there loads of forgotten stuff from that time? Was it difficult to get venues/gigs with yr more experimental stuff in Blackpool then (& when did that become an interest for you) or was it just a case of booking a room yrself or getting on with punk bands etc, like now?

S: Laurence from Sign Language (nowadays Ceramic Hobs bassist) put out a few cassettes as well as doing his fanzine 'Inside Signs', though I'm not sure if he thought of himself as a tape label or not. I can't remember any others (which isn't to say there weren't any). I started Pumf Records and stuck with it, for better or worse . . . bands I was in were seen as experimental, I reckon, because even though they might not have been as 'out there' as many other bands of the time away from Blackpool, it was light-years away from the other pub rock bands most venues put on. There were a couple of venues who would book us to play, but mostly it was a network of people (including myself) who hired rooms and organised the events ourselves. Like now.

P: Were you a festy type in the eighties (bring out the dark secrets!) & were there any festies of any consequence over this way?

S: No, I didn't like festivals. I went to a few, mostly just for the day when the bands I wanted to see were on. I never saw the attraction of rolling round in mud and rain (and shit, judging from the stereotypical state of festival toilets) amongst drunken / out-of-it idiots watching loads of bands, 90% of whom were tedious crap. On the occasions when I did attend for more than one day it would simply remind me why I didn't attend festivals.

P: I asked you this before but...who is the biggest band you've headlined over & who is the band who has played below you & gone on to the biggest things?

S: The Boo Radleys supported us several times (we took them out of Liverpool for their first out-of-town gigs). Blur also played before us in London one evening (though, to be fair, I think they were just getting on any old stage to play a short showcase for a specific audience, i.e. A&R men). That would have been about 1990, I think.

P: What is the best band you've ever seen from Blackpool that you WEREN'T in? Best gig in Blackpool full-stop?

S: Tebbit Under Rubble (oh no, actually, they were from Leicester. And I saw them play in Leicester). Vee VV were one of my favourite Blackpool bands . . . The Fits were always entertaining and punky, as were Sign Language. Best gig in Blackpool? Hmmmmmmm . . . maybe too many to choose from. I saw Gary Glitter at the Norbreck in 1982 - now THAT was a good gig. What a showman.

P: There was a great Higgins piece in Max RnR that ran down the Blackpool scene since punk & he identified the early eighties (punk bands) & nowish as the best times for the scene. Any opinions on the ebb & flow over the years? Was there a real buzz in the early eighties with the relatively high number of punk & post-punk bands or later at the time of Dandelion Adventure?

S: Yes, the early 1980s were inspirational in terms of the number of bands around - every week there would be a new band to see, or an incarnation of previous ones re-born. There was a real sense of creativity, activities weren't just limited to music - fanzines thrived also, people were making their own t-shirts, stickers and badges, painting designs on leather jackets, making clothes . . . it was great to be a part of it, to be able to feel like you 'belonged' in some way. I have a theory that all those people sank into real life as the scene dissipated (or probably more accurately, the scene dissipated BECAUSE those people sank into real life), and after their kids had grown up and they'd paid off most of the mortgage they started to hanker after those youthful experiences. In search of them, they started going out again - hence the re-emergence of the punk scene, and the reformation of hundreds of old punk bands who play once more to the same audience, twenty years down the line. It's the modern-day equivalent of cabaret singers for your granny. When I was playing in Dandelion Adventure, we most definitely weren't a Blackpool band and I don't think we were associated with the Blackpool scene. We were based in Preston, with one member living in Manchester and one in Blackpool. We played in Blackpool about three times only, I think.

P: The town gets a lot of stick for being in decline. Are there any major ways in which you think the town has improved? Any new favourite features? You always seem fairly happy to be here & have an admirable belief that you can do creative things here just as well as anywhere else.

S: Blackpool has cleaned up a little (unless that viewpoint comes from staying on the town's periphery) and is making efforts to regenerate run-down areas, which is a nod in the right direction. There's also some thought being given to the local environment, for example the promenade areas - which, although still large expanses of concrete, are now more pleasant areas of concrete and with large artworks on display. (There are also smooth expanses of promenade for long distances making my roller-blading trips much less bumpy, more glidey). As for being happy here, I've been to a lot of places over the years and never found anywhere that cried out to me as a place I really wanted to live; I think I've ended up here by default. Everybody has the "I hate (insert name of your town here), it's crap, there's nothing to do" attitude after leaving school, and people simply leave one crap town and go to another just for the sake of it. At the time in my life when I should have been doing that, I was playing in a band doing regular gigs to the extent of spending more than half my time touring the country and Europe. I used to come back to Blackpool (where I always had a flat) to escape, for some peace and quiet: visit my Mum, collect my mail, run Pumf Records, write the fanzine, etc. Sometimes the separation from a bustling metropolis can be a good thing in creative terms. It's far too easy to become so wrapped up in the promotion of oneself as an artist that one forgets to be an artist, forgets to be true to what matters most.