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is no a, just an o |
 Well,
let me see, there is no A, there is an O, one’s out there and the other
isn’t, out there in the desert in Morongo with Shari Elf and that coachwhip
snake and an A and O and Hey Ho, let’s go. Why are there so many bands
happy to sound like their record collections? Where were we? Long ago,
in the daze before hither and dither when no one knew how to start an editorial,
and there was no beginning and no conclusion and how could it all be and
you never read this bit anyway. I know you just cut to the chase, me an
Walter, rapping here to ourselves. I know all about you and your ways.
I could say anything here and you’d never know. I could talk of the wonder
of dirty great big giant flies and feeding then grapes or the beauty of
REO Speedwagon ballads or how it’s all political correctness gone mad and
how I’m quite liking this Oasis media onslaught and never mind all that,
Chrome Hoof will save the world or maybe Chrome Molly, or Cloven Hoof or
Cloven Foot or Silverwing or Silverhead, yes Silverhead, never mind no
new York Dolls re-birth, where are Silvrhead?. You see, who takes notice
of editorials? I saw Ian Botham in Sainbury’s yesterday, never mind that,
over to wiseness of Mr Weasel Walter and “Keeping One's Sanity”. Weasel
always has the answers...
“. .sometimes it's tough. Honestly, a lot of my motivation lately
has been coming from being in direct contact with older musicians, especially
ones that had some influence on me. lately, Henry Kaiser, Willie Winant,
Richie Harrison, Jamaaladeen Tacuma, Mark E. Miller . . . etc. it's comforting
to know that if you just keep going, you can, well, just keep going.
I spent about an hour tonight
with Richie Harrison on the phone. Richie is an incredible drummer that
played in the 1980/81 versions of The Contortions as well as doing a stint
in Defunkt. On the Contortions' "soul exorcism" he is BURNING - total aggression
with amazing swing and fluidity. When I heard this stuff in the '80s it
knocked me out. I always wondered what happened to that guy? Well, ups
and downs. it made me feel like, wow, this guy has been through a lot,
but what he's done, even if it's just a small body of work is really important
to me and that's a success in itself. We're both on the same page - one
of the first things he said was that the people really pushing drums right
now are the death metal guys and the gospel guys. word. I totally agree.”
W.W.
So, there you go, flies and
Os and As and fourteen different species of bird where only ten were expected...
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IS THIS WHY YOU BOOKMARKED ME |
| GRINDERMAN
Debut Album Out on 5th March
2007
Who are Grinderman? On the
5th of April 2006, Nick Cave, Warren Ellis, Martyn Casey and Jim Sclavunos
entered RAK studios, London, for a week with producer Nick Launay and recorded
thirteen songs. It was mixed in September, at Metropolis Studios. Calling
themselves GRINDERMAN, the album is set for March 2007 release. NICK CAVE:
vocals, electric guitar, organ, piano, WARREN ELLIS: electric bouzouki,
Fendocaster, violin, viola, acoustic guitar, backing vocals, MARTYN CASEY:
bass, acoustic guitar, backing vocals, JIM SCLAVUNOS: drums, percussion,
backing vocals. Here GRINDERMAN discuss the track No Pussy Blues from their
self-titled debut album and available at www.myspace.com/grinderman
“As our dreams and desires
are hung on the butcher’s hook of rampant consumerism, and the mirage and
the illusion and the Nike trainers are served up on the trembling quim
of an impossibly nubile girl-thing, No Pussy Blues tells it like it is,”
suggests Cave. “It is the child standing goggle-eyed at the cake shop window,
as the shop-owner, in his plastic sleeves, barricades the door and turns
the sign to “CLOSED”. It is the howl in the dark of the Everyman.”
“Set over a throbbing pornographic
bass line, the world holds its breath for the onslaught of the wah’s shriek
of frustration and dirty water,” counters Casey. “No Pussy Blues continues
in the blues tradition and its timeless fascination with getting laid...or
not.”
“It’s ‘Back Door Man’, it’s
’Crawling King Snake’, it’s ‘Tiger Man’,” says Ellis.
“It’s ‘Shake Rattle and Roll’,”
says Sclavunos.
While everything is quiet
and easy Mr. Grinder can have his way… -- Memphis Slim, 1941
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THINGS TO GET SHOUTING ABOUT? |
Shout? I never shout...
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John on the phone...... |
Motorhead sponsor a football
team
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ORGAN
ON YOUR RADIO @
RESONANCE 104.4FM -
NOW IT'S WEEKLY! - every Sunday night, 10.30pm, one hour of us on the radio.
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The new year long series
of
ORGAN TV is on your screens
in the UK right now. Every Wednesday evening, 10.30pm
on the OPEN ACCESS 2 Channel on SKY
173. And now due to the
fine response, repeated every Sunday on SKY 883 at 11.30pm.
What's it all about? Simple,
just good music, and the art of good video making... Same musical
policy as we've always had with Organ - the labels are just handy signposts,
as long as the music and video making has that X factor - expect a healthy
eye/earboiling mix of metal, punk, prog, beats, post rock, post punk, post
man pat, hardcore, indie, alternative, pronk, whatever..... music and creativity
for the open minded
(and if you think your video
should be on then shout in our direction)
Music TV done ORGAN style
This week on ORGAN TV we
have the following fine videos - you can catch the show on the OPEN
ACCESS 2 channel via SKY 173 at 10.30pm UK time. The show is repeated on
Sunday nights at 11.30pmon OPEN ACCESS 1 via SKY 883
Now where else are you going
to get to see Spider Baby or Colt or Yip-Yip or Zero Cipher on UK music
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DEMO TIME |
| Like
we already said - we shall no longer be reviewing a million demos,
we're just going to tell you about the very very best once a week, no more
time for the average, only the most exciting - we're very very selective,
when we tell you it's goood then it really is goooooooood
DEMO
OF THE WEEK
CLUB
LE SHARK – Messy energetic urgent shouty edgy hard rock/metal situationism
in Clash t-shirts and dyed hair. I imagine they are excited by things like
The Towers of London and The Darkness, the first days of the Manics and
You Love Us, the very first Crue wreckord, over the top tongue firmly in
cheek guitar solos. Shouty stompy chorus lines, whirlwinds of itchy and
scratchy guitar goodness/mess, bag loads of messy fractured punk rock attitude.
I like them, kiss that big ugly shark or something like that, storming
cities on chariots of fire. Teenage stomping metal heroes with a Z - www.myspace.com/clubleshark
Last
week's demo of the week - THEY DIED TOO YOUNG
Previous
demo's of the week - INVASION / OPHELIA
TORAH / THE MERLIN BIRD / LEAVE
THE CAPITAL /
GRAVANZIA / CHET
/ LADY PROMISE / FTSE100
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STEAL GANDHI /
ALL
DARK MORNINGS / SHADY BARD / SHILOE
/ THE RAMPTON RELEASE DATE / BATTLEWITCH
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THE FLESH HAPPENING / VESSELS
/ BLACK JACKSON / INNER
RAGE / ALLERGO
/ BROOKE / CARTRIDGE
/ PERHAPS CONTRAPTION
/ THE PROCESS VOID |
| 'NEW
ALBUMS WE’RE LISTENING TO THIS WEEK…… |
| ALBUM
OF THE WEEK
THE
RUBY SUNS – The Ruby Suns (Memphis Industries) – Delicious alt-pop Californian
sunshine from New Zealand. Seems band leader Ryan McPhun (real name) fled
California and all that trend chasing to a place where things are easier
and the indie pop music he loves “has survived in a similar fashion to
the island’s large native birds, in the absence of natural predators”.
The Ruby Suns are very fine indeed, very very easy on the ear, like a very
very laid back Beach Boys with absolutely no intention of getting out of
the cool easy breeze to jump on surf boards or anything like that. The
easy DIY approach of fine bands like Apples in Stereo or Yo Lo Tango, the
multi-layered eccentrics of Brian Wilson or Van Dyke Parks. Hey look, if
you like the Beach Boys and/or those Apples in Stereo and you like laid
back mellow creative production that throws up delicious textures and clever
constructions and good songs and the idea of something that isn’t chasing
the latest youth marketing trend, then this is just right. Just very fines
songs done naturally right. www.memphis-industries.com
ALSO
CHECK OUT (maybe)
RONNIE
DAY – The Album (The Militia Group) - Bay Area singer songwriter Ronnie
Day with sixteen slices of lushness, sixteen slices of non more emo. Broken
relationships, broken hearts and the long way down and it couldn’t be any
more emo-wet if it tried. It’s impossible not to like all his slush and
all his lightweight ballads and he makes My Chemical Romance, in comparison,
sound like Slayer in a very very violent mood on a very black day at the
end of time. You really just want to slap him around the head and
say get over it for gawdsake and jezzzzzzzzzzz, of course she dumped yer
you whinny little shitfug – but hey, he so damn good at it. Wussy emo kids
this is for you, highly recommended, now get it out of here quick before
something more than hearts get broken. www.ronniedaymusic.com
THE
DISTANCE – The Rise, The Fall and Everything in Between (Abacus/Alveran)
– Hardcore, indie/emo flavoured hardcore, sometimes delivered with regulation
semi-brutality, sometimes delivered with standard issue indie rock politeness.
The Distance really could be from anywhere in the world, conforming US
style hardcore sounds from Anywhereville, Anycountry, Anyplanet. They could
be from New Jersey, could be Surrey, no identity, guess if I cared enough
I could go look at their My Space – I’m sure they have a plush looking
My Space with details of how you Paypal order their t-shirt and join their
damn streetteam and vote for their damn video to be on MTV2 next Wednesday
morning. Catchy, professional, well played, rule-obeying hardcore by numbers
is what we have here. The Distance aren’t actually doing anything wrong,
pretty good at throwing out they various shades of hardcore and sounding
like all their heroes and their no doubt rather one dimensional record
collections. A track on a compilation would probably stand out from the
average – it’s just that there’s absolutely no identity, no character,
no danger, no desire, no finger print. Just pull on the uniform and sound
like all the others, obey the rules, shift the units, get on the latest
youth orientated product-placement ‘punk’ package tour (sponsored by some
clothing company or other) conform conform conform, like they’re scared
to actually sound just a tiny teeny winnnnney little bit different or original
or brave or... The Distance are from Conneticut, they could be from anywhere,
they play very professional sounding sometimes brutal sometimes melodic
emo(ish) hardcore. We’ve all heard it a million times already – www.thedistace.net
/ www.alveranrecords.com
YOUR
CREATION – The line Ends Here (Casket) – Brutal violent relentless hardcore
metal, constantly fast, confrontational and frantically angry and yadda
yadda. They’re from Wiltshire – one for follows of more brutal bands, Murder
One, Knuckledust and such. www.yourcreation1.com
LIPID
Deliver us From Evil (Copro) – Powerfully heavy metal from Denmark, the
relentless creatvity of Testament, the intensity of Slayer, serious amount
of top quality brutal crunch and confrontational and frantically angry
and yadda yadda yadda yadddddddddddda. They do it well...
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terrorists!! mice!! prostitutes!! |
It's the squeaky wheel that
gets the grease. Forewarned is forearmed. Alternate: If at first you
don't succeed, perhaps skydiving
is not for you. If mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy. Speak of
the devil and he shall appear
Crap Arrest Of The Week
For trying to uphold the
law... The fox hunting season is back on, despite being illegal since the
Hunting Act 2004. Last week on the Heaselands Estate in West Sussex, the
Crawley & Horsham Hunt were illegally digging out a badger sett which
the desperate fox had run into. After hunt monitors called the police,
they in turn called the RSPCA due to the presence of badgers, but when
the hunt monitors approached to enquire why the Hunt weren't all being
nicked – they themselves were nicked – to 'Prevent a Breach of the Peace'.
They were released two hours later without charge, while the fox was eventually
dug out and shot. For more see - www.huntsabs.org.uk
AVON IT LARGE
The Kebele social centre
in Easton, Bristol, began as a squatted centre in the mid-nineties, successfully
resisting eviction (See SchNEWS 176) and was then purchased and turned
into a housing co-op and 'kulture project'. This year the mortgage was
paid off, and the volunteer-run centre has been re-energised and is calling
out for more people to get involved. Kebele runs its Sunday vegan cafes
every week, plus bike workshops, an infoshop, free library, films showings,
activist meetings... for listings of events (see www.kebelecoop.org/events.html).
Currently help is also needed to help with major roof repairs, and revamping
the cafe space. If your campaign/group wants to meet there, or you are
up for helping drop in at 14 Robertson Rd, Easton, Bristol, BS5 6JY, tel
0117 939 9469
www.kebelecoop.org
* Kebele is celebrating its
11th birthday party on 8th December with bands, dj's, cabaret and cafe
at the Black Swan, Stapleton Rd, Easton, 10pm-late, £5.
** Bristle Issue 23 is out!
Bristol's quality quarterly anarchist magazine has a new issue out, with
a theme this time of 'Nationalism & Identity'. Visit www.bristle.org.uk
to see where it's distributed around Bristol, or get yours by sending a
cheque for £1.50 payable to 'Bristle' to Kebele's address (see above).
Nov 25 - Buy Nothing Day
www.adbusters.org/metas/eco/bnd
Nov 25 - Defy-ID National
Gathering, Sumac Centre, Nottingham – to organise resistance to ID Cards
and the National ID Register. From 11am onwards. Food and accommodation
- but email before. www.nottingham-defy-id.org.uk/gathering
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LIVE |
 ENABLERS
- Barfly Camden London - Nov 2006
I really didn't want to
risk seeing Enablers in the flesh. That album, Output Negative Space, dropped
straight into the magic treasure chest of precious, life-changing music,
the one that you grab if there's a fire. It's not just me.
What makes them so special? As a band alone, they'd be bleedin' awesome:
drums guitar bass meld into the finest of dark, emotive, delicately heavy
American rock with a flexible avant spine, the sprawling genre of refined
hardcore/ maybe post-grunge archetyped by Shellac, Slint, and many more
deserving greater airplay. Instrumental, they'd take you on mental
road trips and Hopper-esque dawns (painter, actor, both), brilliantly rich
in dynamics despite the simple set-up. But Enablers are armed with the
voice of one Pete Simonelli, craft already honed by spoken word and poetry
circuit. Without image or preconceived ideas, that voice comes out of the
dark and sledgehammers vision after vision into your heart, and the last
thing I wanted was that magic, those movies to be replaced by some mere
human. No way would this band live up to that album, nooo way do
I want to risk the mysterious events and heights and depths of the prose
and the soaring majesty of Sudden Inspection or Up or On Monk, no... oh
alright then.
All right...
I'll refrain from discussing
the disgraceful sound at the Barfly (not the engineer's fault, he tried
hard, but, you know, this is supposed to be an important venue... onstage
sound is torture, ask any band who's played there, the B&G's setup's
way better. Oops!). But straight away, and despite the challenge,
Enablers are blistering - heavy, overwhelming. Warmed up, the subtleties
start to emerge. Most of all, the voice comes through, and - and this is
the vital thing with them - the lyrics: those words that hit you in a series
of long-reverberating whumphs to the psyche, revelations of emotion or
captured moment. What you want, then, when given that kind of thing
in a rare rock context, is a delivery man up to the job. A Front
Man, capital letters and all, or is that asking for a greedy amount of
icing on an already very nice cake? There are people here tonight
who travelled from Exeter to see the Enablers, which goes a long way to
answering the question. And Output Negative Space diminishes not
one bit, will merely spur me into considering hitching to Paris for the
next gig...
Mr Simonelli paces the stage
and bunches up like a sinew around the mike; one big knotted tendon curling
about his sentences. Intense doesn't come close. The others look tall,
tour-hardened, and quickly deep into the fury and flow of the music. The
drummer looks like... well, he looks like the drummer from Quack Quack
and Polaris, because that's who he is - the exceptional Neil Turpin, standing
in for Yuma Joe Byrnes who can't make a big European tour this time around.
Not sure if there's anyone else who could. Stories. It's hard
to tell where the rise and fall of the narratives ends and the music begins
- that is what makes Enablers so impossibly good. I guess guitarist
Kevin Thompson has a lot to do with responding to Pete Simonelli's writing,
leading that awesome rhythm section deep into the flow of it. Even when
you don't quite catch they lyrics in a live situation, you get the emotive
essence of it. These people should be set loose on a film soundtrack.
Listening to Enablers is
like going to the movies. Funny enough, there's a number - from their earlier,
raw and beautiful live-studio album End Note - that's called Pauly's Days
In Cinema that references the idea of blurred boundaries between screen
and life. That one comes over blistering tonight, as powerful as
anything I've ever seen on a stage. What's he talking about?
Oh, just... stories of appalling personal pain and fragments of release,
just like real life... of people, men and women and their frailties and
the things inside their heads. And atmospheres, skies, even: ordinary
stuff made extraordinary, the way only one of the world's finest rock bands
in league with a remarkable poet, at the start this particular century,
can make extraordinary. Can't do it any other way. And ...non-judgemental,
humane, like he cares about the people he sees stumbling down the street
at 4am. (Nice people offstage too, talking to fans, selling their
own merch, that good romantic on-tour survival stuff real bands do...)
Not only have Enablers delivered
at least one (maybe two, having begun to absorb End Note) of the finest
albums you can source on the planet, they do justice to them live.
Even doused in feedback, with the audience calling for more vocals in the
mix.. Disappointed? No.
(Marina)
Note: Enablers have a very
limited edition (400 copies), beautifully packaged vinyl split single with
Redpanda out on the Lancashire And Somerset Dance Song Society label...
the story goes that the guy who put this record out did so from his hospital
bed, having been stabbed in the street in Liverpool shortly before... more
from www.lancashireandsomerset.co.uk.
Enablers – www.myspace.com/enablers
or www.enablerssf.com
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THE DODGEMS, CAMDEN BARFLY, 16th NOV - Thursday night, cold November,
warm in front of the telly/computer screen/pub on the corner, do I really
need to drag myself out? Yes I damn well do, Leave The Capital are in town.
forty-seven skunk dealers between the tube station, the cash point and
the venue, all whispering like they’re so so undercover and never ever
obvious to any switched-on pointy-headed agent of the law. Standing out
in the middle of a deserted pavement whispering about skunks and all looking
like they’re ready to mug their own step-gran for the price of a those
stolen trainers they got off their sister’s mate from New Cross. Now, I
put it to you m’lud, even if I did want to purchase a small black and white
squirrel-like creature on a cold wet Thursday night, what on earth makes
them think I’m going to trust any of these dubious street lurkers. C’mon,
who actually buys that stuff? I’ve told you before about that A&R man
who bought a liquorice Allsort for fifteen quid right? Hey, what do A&R
men lurking around Camden know about anything anyway? You have more chance
of nailing jelly to a wall than working out what A&R men have going
on in their head. Let’s get ourselves down the Barfly then. Leave The Capital
are middle on so we time it nicely to arrive around nine (been to other
venues yer see, other bands in other places to check out, you didn’t think
we were really sitting in front of the tell did yer?!) only to find the
headline band have come up with a load of dubious excuses to get away with
not going on last and thus avoiding the task of trying to follow Leave
The Capital.
No flies on them Dodgems then. A right bunch of switched-on Northern jibbers
who clearly know the score. The Barfly is stiffing everyone again with
their conveyer belt of out of town mismatched bands, TheDodgems have it
sussed, they know they don’t want to have to wait around and try and follow
the band with the buzz (or put up with the idiot soundman and his Black
Sabbath bootlegs, more interested is showing off his tattoos than sorting
out a decent sound for anyone). Yeap, the Dodgems know what they’re doing,
pinch the slot, try and pinch the buzz band’s crowd and get the hell out
of London and back home asap (I’d do the same if I was them – sorted band
playing the system).
The Dodgems are from Sheffield or Barnsley or Leeds or somewhere, they
don’t seem that sure themselves, “we’ll just say we’re from Barnsley, that’s
easiest” they say to someone who yells out the question from the audience
(seems one of the chips on their shoulder is something to do with Sheffield
hype and Artic Monkeys and a backlash lashing and lashing in the direction
of their steel city home). The Dodgems are like some instant snapshot of
where mainstream-wannabe corporate-friendly indie rock is right now in
the UK. All bases covered at once, like all your daytime XFM listening
condensed in to one easy to digest onslaught of energy and cocky swagger.
Yeah, they’ve got bags of attitude and plenty of look-at-us swagger - Oasis
attitude for Raconteurs fans. Driving indie-blues, electric piano, infectious
indie rules, cocksure frontman, well balanced, chip on both shoulders,
makes Liam look shy and retiring in comparison – they’re certainly a confident
bunch of punchable f&*^%$$ers. Thing is, The Dodgems can back all the
swagger up, they’ve got the moves, they’ve got the sounds, they’ve even
got the dressed-down style, they look and feel right and best of all they
have the tunes/songs to carry it all off. There’s a million comparisons
to pull out - Kula Shaker with that Deep Purple keyboard, loads of Oasis,
plenty of Kaisers, Zutons, that Raconteurs/Black Keys blues stomp, I could
be here all night firing off band names. You could pretty much find
traces of DNA from almost any semi-popular hyped today, gone tomorrow semi-successful
indie rock band of the last ten years. These Dodgems certainly can rock
when they want to, they ooze attitude and confidence, they’re loaded with
good songs, they’ve got style, they’re right to be arrogant, they got the
lot – fine up front driving keyboards, infectious tunes, more infectious
hooklines than one band should reasonably be allowed to have in one impressive
set – they have everything, everything that is besides that vital
bit of X factor. They’ll probably, if the brakes fall their way and an
A&R type puts down his or her lump of liquorice for long enough, enjoy
15 minutes of fame on the front on the NME and the daytime XFM playlist
before the world leaves them in the bargain bins and move on to the next
hype. No X factor, no finger print, so for now they’re going to have to
manipulate things to make sure they go on ahead of bands who really do
have that extra special little something. Second fiddle to those bands
that have that something extra that means they don’t have to rely on attitude
and ideas they borrowed off a hundred bands you’ve already seen and heard.
So that was the Dodgems then, I kind of liked them (despite all), shame
they went well over their allotted set time, messing with other bands like
that is not going to win them friends either, I’d bother getting there
in time if they happen to be supporting someone I was going to see anyway
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SINGLE
OF THE WEEK
CHROME
HOOF – Chrome Hoof EP (Rise Above) - In which we are treated
to a three-act play: Act one: Chrome Hoof position themselves in some improbable
dimensional nexus between the sonic attacks of Lightning Bolt, Tarantula
Hawk and Magma. Brilliant. Act two: stoner grind at doom-speed, impeccable
Sabbath-esque rock histrionics played with absolute conviction. Which develops
into stomping avant-rock of a quality rarely heard outside of the US these
days. Act three: now we're proggin' - and make no mistake about it,
Chrome Hoof are out and proud when it comes to prog. Mad Air Punch comes
with a crumhorn (or similar medieval instrument) interlude, sounds EXACTLY
like Egg (the 70s legend ELP wished they were) what with the chunky time-changes
and Hammond/drum synched riffage. Seventeen minutes long, that's
my idea of a single. Bah, if they were reeeally serious about their P rating
they'd have made this the first track. Still, they resurrect the
ghost of Vivian Stanshall around 15 minutes in, and bring in a fine arrangement
of clarinet, horns and strings to accompany. That precedes a whole bunch
of good stuff, referencing Comus, Neu, Gong, Magma and others Ruins like
to cram into two-minute medleys. Great production all the way through,
balancing analogue warmth with clarity. One word of warning: whilst I don't
doubt the perpetrators love the genre (what with them being all Circulus,
Guapo, Cathedral linked n'all), and a bit of humour doesn't hurt, there's
a whiff of Darkness-style ironic apology in the goat-gods and shiny silver
capes and their talk of Disco-Grind and all that test-icicles. The music
Chrome Hoof have obviously cared for for years doesn't deserve yet another
tarring with the cheesy brush of Rick Curry-Eating Surrender Monkey Wakeman
- it's better than that. So much better. And so are they – prog as fuck
in fact.. www.myspace.com/chromehoof
/ www.riseaboverecords.com
SINGLE
OF THE WEEK 2
FRANK
TURNER – Vital Signs (XtraMile) - Mr Turner’s solo life is really turning
out to be something special, something hopeful and uplifting and committed
and indeed rather inspiring. The Million dead man with music that’s a very
alive celebration of the land and the people, proper folk music, music
of the people for the people, about the people – in the best traditions
of Billy Bragg, The Levellers, Joe Strummer, leaving paint trails all over
his canvas. Frank and his acoustic guitar with just the right amount of
lush instrumentation, proper forward looking heart walking (anti) folk
tales full of warm emotion and a drink and smile and heaven in the half
light, just his way of trying to be alive. Inspiring song. Frank Turner
is your new best friend, invite him to play at your house, he’ll probably
do it. I do believe this is a download only single and you have to wait
until Christmas day to get it, I could be wrong though, I quite often am,
go check out www.frank-turner.com
Last
week's single of the week - ESKIMO DISCO
Previously
- THE RACE / OCTOBER
FILE / MOISTBOYZ / THE
LOVES / THE EDUCATION / JESUS
LICKS / EINSTELLUNG / SPIDERBABY
/ THE VITAMINS / THE
GRESHAM FLYERS / THE DRESDEN DOLLS /
THE
ANSWER / DEAD DISCO / THE
BLACK TULIPS / METRO RIOTS / PATCHWORK
GRACE / TANGAROA / SHRAG
/ LOSTPROPHETS / STASI
/ DOLIUM / SERENA-MANEESH
/ DECORATION
/ i LIKE TRAINS / THE
OXFAM GLAMOUR MODELS / PSAPP / GREENSPACE
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PLAYLISTS, TOP TENS, THINGS LIKE THAT |
| SEAN
ORGAN - TOP 10 PLAYLIST for this week in no particular order
1:
ME FIRST AND THE GIMME GIMMES – Annie’s Song
2:
THE REAL McKENZIES – Best Decisions
3:
STREET DOGS – There’s Power In A Union
4:
ME FIRST AND THE GIMME GIMMES – Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
5:
KRIS KRISTOFFERSON - Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
6:
ROSE TATTOO – Rock n’Roll is King
7:
SAMSON – Riding With The Angels
8:
K STAND – Does The Circus Know You’re Here
9:
SHARI ELF – Some Thoughts On If I Should Die
10:
DEATH ORGAN - Hate.
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ANTI-PRODUCT – Good Vibrations
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OPHELIA TORAH - How The Flowers Grow
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JOHN HARTFORD – Good Old Electric Washing Machine Circa 1943
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CATS AND CATS AND CATS – Every handshake Is A Wolf
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RING – Chuff Chuff
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180 - OPHELIA TORAH, OCTOBER FILE, MOISTBOYZ,
BAUER, WINTERKIDS, GREENWICH RESIDENT, WE ARE TREES, VOICST, ME FIRST AND
AND THE GIMME GIMMES, ALEUCHATISTAS, BEATNIK FILMSTARS, FUME, OUT FOR BLOOD,
CRADLE OF FILTH, NEBRASKA, RATTLESNAKE REMEDY, THE DEGENERATE ART ENSEMBLE,
THE STOLEN BABIES, ZAG AND THE COLOURED BEADS, PEEPING TOM, TERROR, SPACE
WEATHER, THE ANARCHIST BOOK FAIR
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177 - CATS AND CATS AND CATS, I LOVE POLAND,
AGE OF CHAOS, SANCTORUM, LOVEMAT, WOVEN HAND, LEAVE THE CAPITAL, THE APPARATUS,
JESUS LICKS, RED SPARROWES, MASTODON...
ORGAN
176 - ELLIOT SMITH, JENNIFER TERRAN, CRADLE OF
FILTH, HEAVEN 17, LOVE, SUGARCUBES CHET, GRAVANZIA, VANCOUVER DELUXE, HOLY
SMOKES, GALLOWS, YO LA TANGO, SKID ROW, UFO, ECHO AND THE BUNNYMEN, EINSTELLUNG,
THE LATE GREATS, ROYAL TREATMENT PLANT, WHEN GRAVITY FAILS, DARTZ, THE
TRUDY
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paper, got go grab get it.
ORGAN
172 - FTSE100, EMPYREAL DESTROYER, SMILEX, SQUAREPUSHER, HATEBREED,
ARDENCY, TOURETTES SYNDROME, GOD IS AN ASTRONAUT, THE VITAMINS, THE RESIDENTS,
WEDNESDAY 13, JOHN PEEL DAY PLANNED, RIOT COPS GATECRASH FREE PARTY, The
INTREPID FOX
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170 - STEAL GANDHI, ALL DARK MORNINGS, THE AUTHENTICS, OPTIMIST CLUB,
ESTRADASPHERE, WOLFGANG BANG, ELECTRONIC, CURSIVE, AGAINST ME, TRANSIT
KINGS, TRANSMISSION, DUN 2 DEF, THE RUSSIAN FUTURISTS, PHOENIX BODIES,
THE DRESDEN DOLLS, THE ANSWER, THOM YORKE....
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165 - THE FLESH HAPPENING, MOTORHEAD, RUSSIAN CIRCLES ,TERROR, THE
HUCKSTERS, TANGAROA, SHARP END FIRST, TOUCHSTONE, And just who is MOIST
PAULA?
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159 - INNER RAGE, THE GHOSTS, ALPHA DISTRICT, INTEROGATE. ABOUT. DODDODO,
DEADSTAR ASSEMBLY, AD AAD AT, ROBIN GUTHRIE, BANG! BANG!, FEU THERESE,
CERBERUS SHOAL, HERESY, SERENA-MANEESH, PUNISH THE ATOM, The RampArt Community,
GO SPIDERMUM - A gang of anarchist Robin Hood-style thieves, ORGAN TV will
be back for more, ORGAN on your radio
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TROOF, SYMMETRY, GREENSPACE, DRUGDEALER CHEERLEADER,
LAST PARTY, ALEX WARD, BURNT,
INTENTION, TRACTOR
SEX FATALITY, THE DRESDEN DOLLS, PROUDFLESH, THE GHOSTS, SPEED THEORY,EL
TOPO, THE CULT WITH NO NAME, THE PROCESS VOID.
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