Prequels

I don’t know about prequels- the three Star Wars prequels are the biggest waste of celluloid time I can of. Clones. Tax dispute. Jar Jar Binks. Overactive and unconvincing CGI. Ewan McGregor’s accent. Yawn.

Rich Lane and his Cotton Dubs on the other hand are always worth keeping an eye on. In the middle of August he released a three track ep featuring Prequels and City of Culture. Prequels is a slow motion, chug affair with a robot voice. It is not a million miles from the Code 61 Belgian New Beat track I posted recently. City Of Culture is top quality electronic dub reggae. The current City of Culture is Hull- I don’t know if this is a tribute to Hull or not (Rich is from Wolverhampton which has never been City of Culture). The third track is a dub of the Prequels. You can buy all three for a measly £2.50 from Bandcamp.

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Touched By The Hand Of…

…Cicciolina, Cicciolina.

In May 1990 Pop Will Eat Itself released a single just ahead of the Italia 90 World Cup. PWEI intended it as an alternative World Cup theme and let’s face it, given how corrupt FIFA is/was, no one would really have batted an eyelid at a dance single by a West Midlands grebo band fronted by an Italian porn star turned politician. Plus, as a song, it’s massively good fun. House pianos. Dub bassline. Horns. Fans chanting. Commentary.

Touched By The Hand Of Cicciolina (Extra Time Mix)

Rich Lane has recently done a Cotton Dub re-edit of it, updating it for 2017 in fine style. No download unfortunately but again, massively good fun.

Dumb It Down

Like Drew I’ve been listening to the Mary Chain mostly this week, working my way through the studio albums in the car to and from work and getting to know Damage And Loss at home. So Saturday, April 1st (no Fools stuff here I’m afraid), first day off work for two weeks, something different and brand new for the blog to go with the return of Bruce Pennington’s kitchy sci-fi 70s artworks.

This is the latest from Rich Lane, a chuggy piece of machine music for dancers and headnodders alike. Even better than the original mix of Dumb It Down is the Jack Butters remix (click the Next symbol on the player), music from a dark machine, a twangy guitar in there too and the robotic vocal of Alien Sofa. Buy both from Bandcamp for £1.80 and Rich, Jack and Alien will put it towards the cost of a pint in a Wetherspoons somewhere.

Acapella

This is a song for late Saturday night or the early hours at some point of the weekend, somewhere hot and sweaty, rather than a Tuesday morning on the way to work. Rich Lane has done a totally unofficial Cotton Dubs remix of Kelis’ Acapella, vocal pitched down and setting the controls to the heart of the chug.

And it seems I have never posted Kelis before- which surprises me because Milkshake is a absolute floorshaker.

Y Llwynog

I like this from The Long Champs, remixed by Rich Lane, Y Llwynog (Welsh for the fox, also a poem by R. Williams Parry). A fox walked down the road with me the other night, when I was coming home from seeing Gwenno (Welsh synchronicity), no more than a few feet from me but never still enough that I could get a picture- and credit where it’s due, the one above was captured by a talented wildlife photographer named Sam Hobson. Anyway, the track is a splendid piece of 2016 chuggy house with weird noises.

Getting There

This came out digitally at the start of May, a very nice chugger from Rich Lane in his Cotton Bud guise, successfully carrying off the trick of being both uplifting and melancholic- lots of echoes of Technique period New Order but updated for now, summer 2015. Speaking of summer, where’s the sunshine? It’s late May and we’ve had nothing approaching early summer weather yet. People living in sunnier and warmer climes, please leave your gloating in the comment box.

Back To Work Blues

Back to work today, the worst Monday of the year, a proper blue Monday. I’d much rather stay at home and play records. This should lift the spirits- an unofficial eight minute re-edit of New Order’s Vanishing Point (off 1989’s Technique) by Rich Lane. No vocals but not a second too long either.