The Return Of Friday Night Is Rockabilly Night 60

Oh this one’s good; Ersel Hickey, one cool looking rockabilly with a song that you won’t forget, especially the ‘boom-chikka-boom-ba-ba’ bit.

Goin’ Down That Road

I’ll have a cold beer and a rum and ginger if you’re asking.

Half Man Ray Half Biscuit

I’m calming down a bit now after Wednesday night’s Stone Roses gig. It still seems unbelievable.
Half Man Half Biscuit, almost inevitably, had something to say about secret gigs. Equally inevitably, I am posting it. It’s from a 1998 Peel Session.

Secret Gig

Sitting up nice and straight for Man Ray’s camera is Madge Garland, Australian born fashion journalist and teacher.

P.S. Yes, I am very pleased with the title.

Weatherall Mix Again

A reader called Colin (from Glasgow) emailed a few weeks ago with a link to the Weatherall 6 Mix where he spent two hours reminiscing with Terry Farley (who got on my tits a bit but there you go). I forgot to put it up here. Colin has been in touch again today with this tip off about a recent Weatherall mix, guesting for the final part of Graeme Park’s show (broadcast last Saturday, my birthday). It’s here at Mixcloud. Thanks Colin.

I’m still all in a tizz about Warrington to be honest.

Warrington Parr Hall

I got in from work yesterday and opened my emails. One read- ‘The Stone Roses are playing a free concert tonight at Warrington Parr Hall (capacity 760). Wristbands for the concert are available from the box office from 4.00pm to people bringing a record sleeve, cd inlay or band T-shirt.’

Nayayers should suspend their cynicism or stop reading at this point.

At 8.40pm I was standing in the rapidly filling Parr Hall, an old concert venue with a high stage and a seated balcony round three sides. I have never been to a gig where there was such an air of unexpected excitement. The presence of Cressa and John Robb and various other faces, and crew with Roses wristbands, making it clear this was actually going to happen. The bass speaker stacks were topped off with a collection of Toby jugs. At 9.30 four Stone Roses took the stage, Reni included (despite recent internet rumours). I Wanna Be Adored, Mersey Paradise, Sally Cinnamon, Made Of Stone, Sugar Spun Sister, Where Angels Play, Shoot You Down, Tightrope, Waterfall, She Bangs The Drums, Love Spreads (with a slightly ill advised Ian Brown rap at the end, Paid In Full). Mani grinning throughout, Ian Brown bouncing round the stage, Squire playing those guitar lines, the crowd drowning out the band at times. The love and energy from the crowd was stunning; the only non-smiley note all night was Liam Gallagher’s arrival on the balcony to boos and jeers. All those late 80s truisms about positivity, and the band and the crowd are the same, and we’re all on the same side, flooding back briefly. It’s still The Roses- if you want pitch perfect recreations of songs, go and watch Adele. But it’s beautiful from where I was standing. I’m still not entirely convinced it actually happened, despite my croaky voice and sweaty wristband.

At 10.25 they finished, hugging each other stage front, standing hand-in-hand and arms in the air, taking a bow and then off (‘We’ll be back’ Ian said, though not tonight), and after a few minutes of milling around before we were sure there wasn’t an encore, we were spewed into Warrington’s now chilly streets, middle aged men and women who’d just seen something they could only remember and dream about, teenagers who’ve just seen something they could only previously read about.

You’ll have to forgive the fanboy enthusiasm folks- my 21st century world weariness may return tomorrow, but right now I can say ‘Warrington Parr Hall- I was there’.  

Can I Draw Your Picture?

This appeared on Soundcloud about a month ago, a superb and unreleased Weatherall dub mix of Lark’s Can I Colour In Your Hair? from 2009. I think it first showed up at Double Gone Radio but it’s never had a physical release which is a shame because this clanging, speaker-rattling remix would sound ace on vinyl. It’s a bit of a forerunner of his two dubs of Steve Mason’s Boys Outside (another peak period Weatherall remix never physically released to the best of my knowledge).

And that’s Man Ray’s portrait of Le Corbusier by the way.

Boss Hog

Recent postee Jon Spencer has had a variety of projects outside his Blues Explosion, the most commercial being  Boss Hog, a band formed with his wife Cristina Martinez. They still play the punk blues, it’s just got some of the rough edges smoothed out. Jon and Cristina met at a Jesus And Mary Chain gig.

Ruby

Man Ray’s Beach House

This is a beauty, Bloom, the fourth album from Beach House. It’s no different from the previous three, just better. Woozy organ, distorted guitar, melifluous vocals about nothing/everything, lazy and languid and a bit out there.

Myth

In the frame is Balthus, looking the essence of 1930s male chic. Incredibly, for someone photographed as an adult so long ago he didn’t die until 2001. Balthus refused any kind of biographical reading of his paintings. His paintings were to be seen and not read about. Reckon he may have had a beach house though.