Squid Lord

Since Thursday night this Fall song from a 1988 Peel Session has been referenced a lot on Twitter and elsewhere. Not sure why. I’m sure any similarity between it and other new songs are purely coincidental. Blistering stuff from my favourite line up of The Fall. I don’t have an mp3 of it right now so it’s a Youtube clip only.

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Wrong Place Right Time

There are two good reasons to post Wrong Place Right Time by The Fall today. Firstly, I bought I Am Kurious Oranj in King Bee on Saturday. I used to own it on cassette, in fact it was the second Fall album I bought back in 1988 (the first was The Frenz Experiment). The cassette version had more songs on it I think but seeing a pristine vinyl copy for a fiver was too tempting, mainly because Big New Prinz is one of my favourite Fall songs, maybe my number one. The whole of Side A is really good- Prinz, the seven minute Dog Is Life/Jerusalem. I love the dirty bassline of Jerusalem. And the first side closes with Wrong Place Right Time.

This performance of Wrong Place Right Time is from the ballet so you’ve got The Fall playing live with Brix on tambourine and Michael Clark’s dancers flitting about. Somehow, The Fall soundtracking a ballet to commemorate the three hundredth anniversary of William of Orange’s ascension to the throne made perfect sense. I like the Brix era Fall- there were tunes to go with the MES vocal delivery.

The second reason is I’m meeting Drew, Fall fan and Across The Kitchen Table blogger, for a few pints tonight while he’s in town with work. Right place right time.

I fucked my back up getting out of the car at work on Friday (I know, I know) and then made it worse playing football after school the same day. It’s just beginning to feel Ok again after a weekend of hobbling about. A few pints in The Old Cock will probably aid my recovery.

Check The Guy’s Track Record

Anthony H Wilson presenting The Fall live in ’88, on The Other Side Of Midnight. A fairly youthful Mark E and the classic Fall line up then play Big New Prinz, my favourite Fall song. Mancabilly. The wobbly nature of the VHS does not detract from the performance- if anything it adds to it. Brix Smith, in frilly green shirt, has gone on to mix in very different circles, as you’ll know if you watch daytime fashion makeover TV.

This version, with Michael Clarke’s dancers is also making the grade. Mancabillyballet.

We are off to see Primal Scream tonight, a friend’s birthday night out. Who, on a three date tour, decided that the best date for Manchester would be a Sunday night? Eh? Support is provided by someone called Andrew Weatherall, playing records apparently. Supposed to be quite good. Chances are primal Scream won’t play this piece of C86ery..

Crystal Crescent

Keeping It Peel

October 25th is Keeping It Peel Day across the internet. I’ve taken part previously- the sound of John Peel’s voice followed by something familiar and brilliant, or unfamiliar and brilliant, or just plain puzzling, was one of the joys of the man’s radio show. In previous years I’ve posted Keeping It Peel songs by Half Man Half Biscuit, The Redskins and Sabres Of Paradise. I dallied briefly with posting a song from The Cramps only Peel Session but we’ve had a surfeit of Crampiness in recent weeks- not that you can have too much but I thought some of you might be getting bored- and when searching my d/ls folder found this, Sonic Youth covering The Fall’s Rowche Rumble…

Rowche Rumble (Peel Session)

And also this from long lost blissed out, groovy, Balearic dance act Fluke, who I always had a soft spot for…

The Allotment of Blighty (Peel Session)

The two together, I think, kind of covers some of the spirit of the man and the radio show.

I Have Crow’s Feet Around My Eyes

Harbour’s can indeed be dangerous. The seagulls at Bridlington are pretty aggressive for a start.

Mrs Swiss and myself are off out in town today- late afternoon drinking- for my brother J’s 40th birthday. Family occasion + alcohol = potential trouble, arguments at the least. Best behaviour. J is a big fan of The Fall, to put it mildly. This is Mogwai’s cover of the Fall’s mid-life classic Bill Is Dead (which I posted for my own 40th birthday post).

Bill Is Dead

Sifting

This is Sifters record shop, in Burnage, south Manchester, known far and wide due to Noel Gallagher immortalising Mr Sifter in Oasis’s early single Shakermaker . I grew up not far from here and have been visiting Sifters on and off since early 80s. It’s the kind of place you can rummage for an hour and come out with seven records having spent less than twenty quid. A fair few years ago, six or seven maybe, I took the kids to Fog Lane Park  (another of my childhood/teenage haunts). I then took them over the road to Sifters and to pacify them while I had at least ten minutes sifting I put them in front of the 12″ rack and told them to choose one each. Whether through luck or judgement both chose acceptably- I.T. settled on The Fall’s cover of R Dean Taylor’s There’s A Ghost In My House- must have been the sleeve- and daughter E.T., only two-ish, wanted Madonna’s Into The Groove. Neither cost more than £1.95. Amongst other things, I bought this damn fine piece of twenty-first century pop…

Crazy In Love

I haven’t been to Sifters for years, choosing King Bee in Chorlton for my out of town second hand record shopping these days. It’s closer (and, whisper it, better). But I miss my trips to Sifters. Is it still there, anyone know? May have to take a drive that way soon.

Friday Night Is Mancabilly Night


A swerve a few miles north of here towards Prestwich for tonight’s rockabilly record- The Fall’s barnstorming cover of White Lightning, written by The Big Bopper and a 1959 hit for George Jones. It’s as rockabilly as creepers, quiffs, snarling and rolled up sleeves. Whatever your tipple is tonight, take care- white lightning’ll make your eyes bug out and your face turn blue.