Destroy Us

Life has been somewhat busy recently, the last few days especially. This post is a bit lazy. But better to post lazily than not at all. This is Timothy J. Fairplay’s remix of Le Carousel’s Destroy Us from earlier this year.

Destroy Us (Timothy J Fairplay Remix)

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Avery Mix

Daniel Avery- his fine new album Drone Logic is out now and was mentioned here last Thursday- was the guest for BBC Radio 6’s 6 Mix on Friday night. You can listen to it on the iPlayer (and probably find a d/l of it if you have a scoot around the internet). It’s an electronic delight including The Horrors, Death In Vegas, My Bloody Valentine and a whole load of good people who, let’s be honest, we’ve never heard of. A good mix of things- a bit like Picasso’s twinning of striped t-shirt with checked trousers.

If you’ve not been before Friday night regular George has started a blog- Jim McLean’s Rabbit. It is a splendid mish-mash of music related stuff, including records he no longer owns and other musings. You should give it a go. Tell him I sent you.

My Lucky Number’s Three

I haven’t got a lucky number. Lene Lovich’s 1978 hit Lucky Number straddles a fine line between quirky pop genius and irritation, falling just the right side. So many hooks in one song- the new wave intro and verses, the ‘ah-oh-ah-oh’ vocal bridge, the African hi-life guitar part just after that. It always sounds a bit what would happen if Talking Heads attempted writing a genuine pop song.

Lucky Number

I Am A Lazy Get, She Is As Pure As The Cold Driven Snow

Belle and Sebastian’s best known song, thanks to the power of TV, done live at the 1999 Bowlie Weekender- racing along with a life of it’s own and the odd tuning issue but totally wonderful all the same.

The Boy With The Arab Strap (Live at Bowlie Weekender 1999)

Fifteen Hundred

A multiple celebration post today.

I finish work for Christmas today. Two weeks off. Thank the Lord for that.

This is my fifteen hundredth post. The 2903 comments from you lot are a large part of what makes it all worth while. Otherwise it really is just me pissing into the internet wind.

And this song turned up in the BBC’s Sports Personality of the Year on Sunday night (deservedly won by Bradley Wiggins, though I’d like to have seen David Weir make the top three). Someone at the Beeb is clearly a soulie- The MVPs super-upbeat Turnin’ My Heartbeat Up. I’m no expert when it comes to northern soul but I like to dabble.

Turnin’ My Heartbeat Up

Breton Shirt And Remix

As well as prehistoric sites I like a Breton shirt (as modelled here by Pablo Picasso). I could’ve blown most of the holiday budget on stripey marinierres. When I got in on Tuesday night amongst all the bank statements, junk mail and demands for money was a postcard from the postman to tell me I had a parcel undelivered. I got it yesterday from the sorting office. London longhairs Toy remixed by Andrew Weatherall on 12″ vinyl. It made coming home worthwhile, a beautiful, throbbing, krauty number, really, really nice and totally cool. Limited to 1000 copies and I’m guessing the other 999 have all been sold so posting this is OK isn’t it?

Dead And Gone (Andrew Weatherall Remix)

Meek

Way back in 1994 I heard this record late at night in a friend’s flat after an excursion to a nightclub. It sounded great and I was already a Weatherall anorak with a mental checklist of records to get and tick off. Over the course of two sides of 12″ vinyl (ten minutes per side) Andrew Weatherall noodles around and invokes the head-nod. It’s very aimless, and really stoned, and doesn’t go anywhere but goes there very nicely. Released in ’94 this was Meek, a Weatherall pseudonym and tribute to Joe Meek, for this one-off, limited to 500 copies (I think), hardly any of which seemed to make their way northwards. As a result it became one of those holy grail records. I searched for donkeys, never getting even a sniff. Sometime around 2006/7 I discovered STX’s standard setting Audio/Out blog and he very kindly obliged me with an mp3. A year or two later I got hold of a copy of the 12″ off Discogs; not in especially good nick, but a real, actual copy. It had only taken me fourteen years. Was it worth the wait? Of course it was.

Glowing Trees Part 1

At the top is Pablo Picasso by Man Ray. Not used to seeing him with hair.