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The Super Furry Animals Are Magic

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A couple of years ago, my mate Quinny casually mentioned that he had once been inside a giant squid costume on stage at a Super Furry Animals Barrowlands show. He used to give out fliers and stuff outside gigs and happened to be in the right place at the right time when the band’s management came along looking for 5 willing participants to wear the suits. They were instructed to walk on at the start of the gig and hold their fist aloft in front of the crowd who would be going bonkers at the sight of what they thought were the band in funny costumes. Quinny said he had to do all he could to stop himself from stage diving. As I said, he mentioned all this to me quite casually one day a couple of years ago, when we were talking about music and he said that he didn’t even like the band! A Jim’ll Fix It moment wasted on a non-believer. I told him they were magic and played him these 2 tracks to try and convert him.

Tradewinds and The Roman Road were both released as b-sides on the singles around the release of the ‘Rings Around The World’ album and were then included as the Tradewinds ep as part of ltd edition versions of the album. They are folky, electronic, a wee bit country, a wee bit sweary (Roman Road is anyway) a wee bit prog and a whole big bit magic. In short, a potted version of what’s great about the Super Furry’s. You’ll like them. Even if Quinny still thinks they’re rubbish. 

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Cover Versions, Hard-to-find

My kinda Persson (ouch!)

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I’ve been hearing a lot of that New Manic Street Preachers single recently, featuring Nina Persson of the Cardigans. It’s not bad, but I’ve heard it all before, and the Manics to me these days are about as relevant as the NME. To these ears it sounds a bit like ‘Little Baby Nothing’ which the band at the time wanted Kylie Minogue to sing on but had to settle for porn star Traci Lords cos Kylie’s ‘people’ had never heard of them. Actually. D’you know what? The new single is bad. It’s really bad. It’s stinkingly bad. It’s boring and repetitive aural wallpaper. Charlotte Church made it sound even worse when she duetted with the band on her teevee show the other week. I won’t be buying it, and while I’m sure there is still a hardcore of Manics fans somewhere, I can’t think of any 20 year olds who’d buy it instead of the latest Muse or Biffy Clyro offering.

But Nina Persson. Raaaaaarrrr. (That’s a cat noise by the way.) Great voice, great face, great rock/pop star. I loved the Cardigan’s ‘For What it’s Worth’. I thought it was the best single never to make number 1. About a year ago, during a hiatus from the Cardigans she acted in a Swedish black and white movie, ‘Om Gud Vill’. You might just have caught it down at your local Odeon. If you did, you would have heard her singing a fantastic version of the White Stripes ‘Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground’. It’s not much different to the version you are familiar with, but I liked it so much I included it on my Best Of The Year CD that I swap with my friends in our Christmas cards every year. Nerds? Trainspotters? Sad? Yep. Here‘s the cover. And here’s another gratuitous picture of Nina for you.

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Geriatric Lee Lewis

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Bob Dylan, Glasgow SECC 11th April 2007. Live Review.

I was at the dentist this morning and I can’t make up my mind which was more painful – being told I need a filling or being forced to listen to the guitarist in Bob Dylan’s band mangle out another elastic band guitar solo.

Dylan last night was on top form. His voice sounded fantastic, his hat/suit combo was inspired and his choice of songs was just about as expected, with the odd curve-ball thrown in. No-one would’ve had their money on hearing ‘John Brown’, and in all my times at Dylan concerts, I think last night was the first time I’d heard him play ‘Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues’. He started great. The first 4 songs he played guitar and I was thinking ‘This is brilliant’. Then the first of many fumbled guitar breaks came in, and it all went a bit pear shaped. Honestly, Denny Freeman is no better a guitarist than me. And that’s not good enough for Bob Dylan. Bob must know this. Perhaps he’s told the rest of them (with the exception of cooler-than-cool Tony Garnier) that they’re all sacked after this tour, cos most of his band plodded through the night with no fire or passion and little musical inventiveness. The ‘Modern Times’ stuff sounded OK. In fact ‘Aint Talkin” was pretty amazing, but when let loose on the 60’s stuff, this band is way out of its depth. No Bob set has room for both ‘Stuck Inside of Mobile…’ and ‘Most Likely You Go Your Way..’, especially with a band as inept as this one. Christ, they even managed to mess up the start of ‘Like A Rolling Stone’. Instead of the pistol crack drum intro, it sort of limped along to the first line. Tony didn’t even have his bass strapped on until Bob began singing. At one point Donald beside me said ‘This band sound like Peter Kay’s in Phoenix Nights’. And he was right.

I also spent most of the night looking at Bob’s arse. I thought I was being smart in advance by ordering tickets that would give me a good view of stage left, where his keyboard has been sat for the past 3 years. But guess what? The wee contrary bastard decided to move the keyboard to centre stage! This at least gave us the chance to see what Bob did when he was really into what was being played. He bopped, he jerked and he looked like he was humping his instrument. Not so much Jerry Lee Lewis as Geriatric Lee Lewis. It was highly amusing. Of course, when he wasn’t into it he still looked like a Thunderbirds puppet going out as a cowboy for Halloween. No review of Bob’s current tour would be complete without a comment or two on Bob’s keyboard sound. A cross between a 60s garage band Farfisa (good) and the ice hockey organ (bad) it was really noticeable for all the wrong reasons during many songs. But hey. It was Bob Dylan. Live. In front of me. For the umpteenth time. In some ways much better than previous times I’ve seen him – the voice, mainly and in other ways much worse than before – his band, mainly. But it was still Bob Dylan and he’s still better than the rest. Just think what he could do with a good band again.

Bob, if you’re reading this (hahahahaha) bring back Larry and Charlie.

Oh, and I’d appreciate a copy of the show if anyone has one. So far it’s not on dimeadozen. Bit disappointing that. Until anything better turns up, there’s some shaky hand-held video from someone’s mobile phone here.

Cover Versions, Gone but not forgotten

Kitsch Korner

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I heard Lee Hazlewood and Nancy Sinatra’s ‘Summer Wine’ on the radio yesterday and that had me digging through my record collection and a pile of mp3s to bring you these gems.

In his musical lifetime Lee Hazlewood did it all, and is still doing it all to this day (thanks, Jackson!). You can find out loads about him if you fancy going from blog to blog. Suffice to say he must be one of the most blogged of all musicians and his influence reaches far and wide, with artists today from Jarvis Cocker, the Tindersticks, Primal Scream and many more owing him a huge debt. Not only did he invent Duane Eddy’s twangy guitar sound, he had the best baritone voice in the business and was a shit-hot arranger/producer on many recording sessions. He wrote loads of hits for Nancy Sinatra, including her most famous/overplayed song (delete where applicable) ‘These Boots Are Made For Walking’. Here is his demo version. At least, I think it’s a demo. It’s the backing track you are more than familiar with, with added brass/trumpet stabs and him singing/talking over the top in that big voice of his. You put on your boots and I’ll put on mine and we’ll sell a million records any old time! Brilliant.

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Next up, two Nancy tracks. Her version of Day Tripper is just on the right side of camp. All brass stabs and ‘ba-ba-ba’s’ where George Harrison’s guitar riff should be. There’s even a wry nod to ‘These Boots…’ at one point. It is the true sound of swinging London, even if it was recorded in California.

Lastly is Nancy Sinatra’s Coca Cola jingle. Somebody requested this in an email to me. And as promised, here it is, in all it’s kitsch innocence. “Now Nancy Sinatra with a word to the wise”

You’ve been out 6 nights this week and  I don’t know where you go. Tonight you’re staying home with me there’s things that you don’t know. Like groovy things and other things and boy it’s time you knew. We’ll mess around do lots of things and drink a Coke or two.

Cos, things go better with Coca Cola, things go better with Coke. Life is much more fun when you’re refreshed. And Coke refreshes you best!

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Down By The River triple-whammy

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On heavy rotation chez moi at the moment is Neil Young’s ‘Live at Massey Hall’ album, the second in his much anticipated (by me at least) Archive Performance series. Roll on the 8CD box set. If you’re a fan of Neil Young you’ve probably got this already but for those in the dark, this release is of a 1971 Toronto show which took place after the release of After The Goldrush and before the release of Harvest. It is generally agreed that it should have been released in its own right at the time, but for whatever reason it is only now seeing the light of day. Highlight for me is the version of ‘Down By The River’. Unlike the many versions of this song Neil Young has done over the years, this one features just Neil, his acoustic guitar and his whiny voice. I love it. Neil can often overdo this song. I have a few 17+ minute versions with Crazy Horse and umpteen squealy guitar solos. I also have a 31 minute version somewhere that you need to hear once before having a long lie down. But it’s still one of my favourite Neil Young songs, and has been covered to great effect by many artists including…

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Buddy Miles. Buddy’s version is more soulful than the original. It features some Isley Brothers-esque guitar (check out that sustain!), some wah-wah and some jazz tastic Fender rhodesy keyboards. At 6.15, you might think it goes on a bit, but not as long as….

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Roy Buchanan‘s version. Just short of 9 minutes it features some trademark 70’s lead guitar, Gimme Shelter-copying female backing singers and a vocal track that sounds like the Eagles on sleeping pills. Oooh sha la la the weather. She can take me over the rainbow, send me away. Like, laid back man! Here it is.

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Joey Gregorash does my favourite version.  It’s faster than the original, features scrubbed acoustic guitars, bongos and an angry wasp in a jar electric guitar sound. Dig it! Here! A fellow Canadian (like Neil Young, also from Winnipeg) Joey covered Down By The River in 1971. It was never intended for release until some sharp-eared record company executive thought the better of it. The radio stations then picked up on it and in classic style decided to play ‘Down By The River’ instead of Joey’s new single. Eventually the record company were forced to rush release an edited version of the album track and Joey’s 15 minutes of fame were complete. Add that to yer Wikipedia and smoke it!

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Hello porn searchers one and all

It’s weird, this blogging thing. The number of hits I’m getting is quite astounding. So thank YOU and you and you and you and…….

 ……especially the poor soul who was looking for ‘teenage fanny’ and came across this site. Well, I hope he didn’t come across this site, but maybe he found something worth downloading. Who knows?

Anyway. New stuff soon. Been on holiday and had no time to blog. Thanks for visiting. Especially if you were looking for some decent porn and found this instead.

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Trashcans cut thin hair

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A wee bit naughty this post. Going against my principles of only featuring hard-to-get and out of print music. As a new release, this track is certainly in print and should be fairly easy to buy, but it’s here for a limited time or at least until the good people at Chemikal Underground threaten me with a lawsuit…

‘The Ballads Of The Book’ is the brainchild of Roddy Woomble. It’s a novel idea. Hee hee. Contemporary writers pen the lyrics to music played by contemporary bands such as Aidan Moffat, Norman Blake, King Creosote, Malcolm Middleton, Sons & Daughters, blah blah blah. Oh, and the Trashcan Sinatras of course. The Trashcan’s have contributed a fine tune called ‘Half An Apple’ which, like so much of their recent output is melodic, laid back and the right side of mellow. Features some pretty good slide playing that sounds like something from Brian Eno’s ‘Apollo’ album. That’s a complement by the way. Here it is. Please leave a comment in the box above.

Ali Smith is a celebrated author. She was born in Scotland but now lives down south. You can get most of her books at your local library. They’re in mine, so they should be in yours. Her latest book ‘The Accidental’ is very good. So they tell me. Culture? What’s that? I’m currently reading Dave Alexander’s excellent trainspotterish tome ‘A User’s Guide To The Fall’. Can’t put it down. I’m sure Ali Smith is just as good.

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Coke after Coke after Coke after Coca Cola

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Hey! Get down! Dig it with the Vanilla Fudge and Coca Cola! My mum tells me that in the swinging 60s, most provincial teenagers never had access to, never mind actually try, the mind-bending drugs that were so obviously shaping music, fashion and the consciousness of society. Instead, the hip, with-it teenagers in my wee corner of the west of Scotland would pop a couple of aspirins into their Coca Cola and swing the night away in a tripped-out approximation of sixties bliss.

Coca Cola were well aware that things indeed go better with a Coca Cola, and their 60’s marketing team were so on the ball that they got the groups du jour to record Coke jingles for local radio and the likes. Most of these jingles are bloody magic. They are quite blatant pastiches of those artists’ current hit singles and fall into 3 distinct categories:

1. The soul/r’n’b artist – Aretha Franklin, Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell, Carla Thomas, The Supremes, Otis Redding, Ray Charles etc etc

2. The fuzzed-out, beat-driven, blues-influenced garage bands – The Who, Vanilla Fudge, Troggs, Box Tops, Dave Dee Dozy Beaky Mick & Titch (so that stretches it a bit, but you get the point)

3. The pop stars/crooners – Bee Gees, Lulu, Roy Orbison, Petula Clark, Nancy Sinatra, etc.

Here are three examples of the above. The Who’s ‘Coke after Coke’, The Supremes pastiche of ‘Baby Love’ and Tom Jones’ rerun of ‘It’s Not Unusual’ that is quite fantastic, hilarious and hideous all at the same time. “Say, I could do with a Coke right now. Somebody get me one please?” The big orange freak.

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I’ll put up more of these soon. Next up Otis Redding, Aretha Franklin, Nancy Sinatra, Vanilla Fudge, any requests…..

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Me feelin’ Freewheelin’ fake

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I bought this off of eBay. Looks great. I’ll probably frame it and hang it somewhere that doesn’t annoy Mrs Plain Or Pan. Thing is, I can’t make up my mind if it’s genuine or fake. It’s a 70’s reissue of Bob Dylan’s ‘Freewheelin” album, signed in green pen by the great man himself. Perhaps. Am I a sucker? Let me know in the ‘comments’ box.

While you’re deciding/laughing at me (delete where applicable), here’s a version of ‘Let Me Die In My Footsteps’ from the excellent ‘Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan Outtakes’ bootleg CD. If you like it, search around in the usual places and you can get the whole album. Well worth looking for. Pristine recordings and alternate takes of one of Bob’s best early albums. Happy hunting!

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Talk About Pop Music

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There’s a new Stooges album out. Apparently it’s really poor. The Plain Or Pan spies out there tell me it’s one outdated heavy metal solo after another. So. I won’t be listening to it. I like my Stooges just they way they were. Great music for washing the floor to. You can really mop with attitude to ‘1969’. Sometimes I even get the hand claps in as I mop. Takes practise, but it’s worth it. Why do old bands insist on reforming? Actually, we all know why. Ker-ching. But the Stooges could’ve just done a one-off Greatest Hits tour and be done with it. At least the Police are sticking to that part of the deal.  In this month’s Mojo, Iggy says how he wanted credibility, and didn’t want to do an Eagles (ie, Ker-Ching). My friend worked at Hampden a few years back when the Eagles played. She said they flew in on 4 separate planes, drove to the show in 4 separate cars, got handed 4 separate play lists and left at the end in 4 separate cars. None of this new album crap. In, out give us the money. Iggy. You have let me down.

Back in the days when the Stooges were long dead, Iggy should’ve been long dead, and his credibility was certainly dead, he recorded some stuff for Virgin. What we have here is a curio – the Long Video edit (whatever that means) of ‘Wild America’. This track is interesting for 2 reasons. 1. It was only ever released on promo, and 2. Iggy breaks off from singing now and again to tell you the story of his life. Talking about Pop music, if you will. It’s pretty weird, but pretty excellent too. You’ll love it.