The final day and it’s time for a bit of rebellion against Rebellion. Some anarcho punks have organised an alternative lunchtime gig at a nearby hotel so I go to strike a blow against the commercialised, corporate arse-licking, sell-out main festival. Or rather I go because The System are playing and I’m hoping they’ll be better than when they played last year at the main festival somewhat uder the influence. I otice the flyer tells me it’s “a night of noise” and is on 12pm – 3pm. Some mistake there. I arrive shortly after 12pm and find it is on. I point out “night” on he flyer to one of the organisers who hadn’t noticed – it should have been “a lunchtime of noise”. I have a good afternoon in the pub , see some new bands , and watch a song and a half by The System who are on much later than advertised, before heading back to the main festival. On this evidence the anarchist utopia will be far too disorganised for me, although it might have decent sound equipment.
It’s breakfast and there’s already a crisis! My mate has come to breakfast wearing an identical t-shirt to me. He wore that one on Thursday so I should have been safe to wear it! I change my t-shirt asap. Otherwise things go smoothly enough pre-gig. I wander round and notice that Blackpool’s B & B area is looking a bit depressed. A couple of bigger B & Bs are closed and quite a few others have vacancies. And is it me or are the seagulls looking a bit more menacing this year? Perhaps I should stop reading tabloid scare stories.
Up bright and early for breakfast. I bring my house keys down and leave my room keys locked in the room. It’s soon sorted out but I can’t help thinking that the new landlady is wondering what kind of idiots she has allowed into her establishment. It turns out to be only the third most embarrassing moment of the day.
A mini-series in wich I look back through the mists of time and reminisce about what I was doing this time last week – the highs, the lows, the absurdities. It’ another trip to the Blackpool weekend for ageing punks.
This year doesn’t get off to the most promising start. Myself and my mate travel up by coach on Thursday morning via Birmingham as usual. There seem to be less punky types getting the coach at Birmingham than the last few years. Is austerity beginning to take its toll? With that thought, and the fact I’m missing Trashcat, who I really want to see (on at 12.40pm), to cheer me up, we’re on our way.
Ok, so you’ve all been good sports and suffered through my Stones lists, rock lists, garage noise, rock / punk heavy A-list, axe wank list, etc. So i thought that as you were all probably dreading my week for the Spill Game, i’d put up something a bit different. Some of you may remember that i have a not-so-secret hankering for a pretty pop tune. So in honor of VD (i was supposed to be next week, but i switched off with DsD), i did a list of some pretty ear candy instead of the usual ear-splitting stuff. You know the drill – toss one or all, or keep as you see fit.
Will that do?
(Look, there are going to be guitars. There just are. It comes with the turf. But they’re gorgeous Byrds-y, Las-y, melodic, reverby, distorty, feedbacky, groovy, and even maybe some acoustic-y. Maybe a bit of saminess at the beginning of the list, but how can you complain when it’s this easy on the ears. Huh? I do promise that there’s nothing like Jimmy Page taking a dump on a Telecaster.)
Remember 2012? Seems like a long time ago now doesn’t it? My plan was to post Part 1 followed shortly by Part 2 at the end of December. It then shifted to the beginning of January and I managed to post Part 1, confident that Part 2 would follow just a few days later. Anyway here it is. Part 3 is a theoretical possibility, depending on youtube links, but don’t hold your breath…
I’m sure you’ve all been wondering that. The answer is more of the same of course. There are ageing punks out there still releasing records, and that’s what I’ve been buying. That said it’s not been the best year for me for music. Part of that has been due to wyngate jnr of course, who is generally either wanting attention or asleep – neither are ideal for giving a pile of 7”s a proper listen (7”s still a favourite format for old punks). For some reason it also seems to be getting harder to find stuff with the continued rise of the internet. I know the opposite is supposed to be true, but the diy distros that stocked loads of stuff have gradually disappeared and everything seems to be more fragmented. I’ve also not heard many new bands that have done much for me, and those that have are usually new bands formed by people who have been around for years in other bands so that doesn’t quite count. Anyway here’s some of the stuff I’ve been sneaking off to listen to on flimsy pretexts
I haven’t really covered a bona fide Oi band (apart from maybe Anti-Establishment) so far in this intermittent series, so it’s about time I did. The Ejected should fit the bill: they came from Dagenham; Garry Bushell liked them ; their early songs sounded a bit like football chants. Almost the definition of an Oi! Band!
Michelle Nolan (now Michelle DaRosa) of Straylight Run and Destry. The line “Don’t bother trying…” in the title of this post is probably about her…
As per a discussion that took place here and on RR a few weeks ago, I decided to theme my playlist for the ‘Spill game around infidelity, just for the lolz. In terms of the tracks I’ve picked, I have a few general points to make:
I could have chosen eleven songs by Brand New, Taking Back Sunday and Straylight Run, so entangled and messy were those three bands’ love lives. But I figured that would be pointless in terms of the game…
I have a sneaking suspicion I know which song is most likely to be kept.
I feel obliged to follow Aba last week in saying that your problem is likely to be finding a song you’d want to listen to!
What do we do with the winners Mr P? Exploit them ruthlessly like everyone else Ms S ! ! !
Welcome to the J- factor ! ! ! This post is based on a popular TV series which maybe some of you have seen. Basically we have three categories. Solo, Group and Oldie. I will nominate one track for each category and Mr P will nominate one for each category and then you will have the chance to vote for your favourite. We hope you have fun listening to the tracks and voting for your favourites ! ! !
Call me S*mon C**ell and pass me a pair of high waisted trousers. It’s time for a head to head J-Factor contsest. The rules are clear ( vote for me) and the gloves are off !
Where was I again? That’s it – I was doing a series on lesser known punk bands from the early 80s. I’m now going to get the series up & running again (I hope). It’s been derailed by a variety of things, starting off with my trip to Blackpool, so it seems appropriate to start again with imho Blackpool’s best punk band. The Fits were formed in 1979, many years before Blackpool became the official holiday destination for the UK punk scene. They were influenced by the early punk version of Adam & The Ants, but didn’t have the ability. But this was punk after all, and limited ability didn’t stop them having a go. Despite some dodgy early recordings they persisted and went onto release a handful of classic records.
Tokyo all female three-piece TOQUIWA release their hi-energy J-punk in the UK on October the 22nd, 2012. Scopitones announced TOQUIWA’s self-titled debut on digital release and limited edition tour CD.
They begin touring the UK on 26/10 in Bournemouth – I’m going to be there (in a home made bright orange TOQUIWA T-shirt) – I also made a T-shirt using the ticket from a live Wedding Presents Ukrainian Sessions gig. But I can’t wear both.
This is the track listing and below the review are Smash Hits style questions sportingly answered by the band.
(I want to post this today – so I will have to ask Sakura to advise if I’ve got anything in the wrong places)
Photograph of the band used with permission – all designs created by arTEEsane are not for profit – please don’t use.
illustrative track from Music Ripple recorded as Pinky Piglets
The self titled album by Toquiwa on the Wedding Presents Scopitones label, should almost be called go out and get ‘em girl – such is the frantic pace that they erupt with perfect pop rock. The first 13 seconds set up the album (you heard right – 13 seconds sets out their manifesto) – Fantasticly playing the many influences and condensing them into a tight Toquiwa package.
Strangely managing to be extremely talented musicians yet still exuding that punk ethic of innocence and naivety.
The tracks have so many astonishingly catchy segments and hooks, you wonder how the pace can be kept up, but keep up they do, building and building, twisting styles and era’s together as if timelines were squeezed, squashed and smashed into their musical brains. Until in comes out sounding as though these things should always have sat together (superbly) in each 3 minute track.
Not only that, they know how to sequence an album – just as your head might explode keeping up – (ten second bar room blues, into superfly 70′s style, into a quiet millisecond break – roaring back into .. you get the drift – I’m loath to compare because it all sounds so Toquiwa – but as reference you could detect The Animals merging with a Curtis Mayfield track with hints of Kirsty MacColl’s weariness and wonder, while a Status Quo repetitive rock riff underpins a track – and quiteloudquiet indie rock aesthetics jostle in) they take a breather with a ballad – and then we are invited to party hard once again, ending with an enthusiastic Wedding Present adaption to thrill and inspire while closing the album out.
It’s fantastic fun – superbly performed and feverishly played. Total enjoyment.
Would they be happy to answer my frivolous questions linking to each song on the album?:
Every so often I come across a song that would surely be destined for the A List …if only the appropriate topic hadn’t already been and gone. Here courtesy of Mr Wanky’s youtube channel is one such track, spot on for last year’s Anti Christmas Songs topic. It appears to be by a Japanese band called The Injections…enjoy (warning : contains rude words, and images that may be distressing for young children)
The latest lineup of Guildford punk band Hearts Under Fire
So here it is. After nearly a year of the Guardian running ‘is rock music dead?’ stories and readers’ polls to find Britain’s best band with results that make me weep for humanity, this punk fan is finally hitting back. I could go on a rant about major media outlets refusing to interview The King Blues because they were ‘too political’, I could talk about the Guardian beginning their pattern of dismissing UK rock last year with a story on the death of guitar music a few days before Sheffield metalcore torchbearers Bring Me The Horizon released their critically-acclaimed and commercially-successful third album There Is A Hell, Believe Me I’ve Seen It, There Is A Heaven, Let’s Keep It A Secret… but I won’t. Instead, I’ll introduce you to some of the UK’s leading lights and rising stars, and let you judge them for yourselves. Please note that this list is selective: I don’t listen to much metal, and wouldn’t feel qualified to talk about it, so I’ll mostly be focusing on punk, pop-punk, emo and post-hardcore. Maybe Chinny would do a piece on modern British metal? (hint, hint…)
It sure does warm my heart to hear some young whippersnapper college garage punkers that have done their Stones homework. They don’t have to fake the southern accents either. Here’s a little mini sampler.
Some photos that someone’s posted. I am somewhere in these photos, but will deny all knowledge if identified
One more day to go. I manage to get to breakfast with minutes to spare. I now have The Cravats debacle in more perspective. Today is a much quieter day for me. The main event for most is the headlining slot by 90s punk royalty Rancid. I saw them back in the day – they were nothing special. There, I’ve always wanted to say that. I feel like I’ve graduated to being a proper old punk git now.
John Lydon sees the funny side when the mystery person who threw a pint during PIL’s set reveals herself.
It’s Saturday morning and the BBC pundits are chattering away excitedly about it being “super Saturday”. And they’re right. Today turns out to be the best day of the weekend. Several favourites, the intriguing prospect of a set by Ruts DC, and the much anticipated appearance of Public Image Limited. How will they go down? More later….
I’m struggling for the obligatory Olympic metaphor for today. It would probably be the decathlon or something and would involve a lot of sprinting as today has the most bands that I want to see, and a lot of them are on different stages overlapping. There are tough choices to be made. Not a good day to wake up having failed to actually get into bed and not feeling particularly well. Never mind, a good fry up sorts that out, and I have a relaxing morning watching TV in my room. For some reason the TV automatically puts up subtitles when you switch on or change channel. Watching BBC Olympic coverage with subtitles I see an interview with swimmer “Rebecca Alan Linton”!
As you might have realised there has been a major event going on in the UK attracting visitors from all over the world. Of course I’m talking about the Rebellion Festival in Blackpool. Yes it’s that time of year again and I know you’d be disappointed if I didn’t give you a full, day by day report. There has been some banter at “chez carpenter” about this being my equivalent of the Olympics, concern about whether I’m in good enough physical condition etc (answer – no). However a performer that I get chatting to about the Olympics on the coach to Blackpool offers a different perspective – the Olympics is the world’s equivalent of the Rebellion Festival!
This time round I’m writing about about 4 lads from Merseyside whose music has gone on to influence bands around the world. Of course I mean the “fab four” – Hockey, Tabby, Bazza, Ant – better known as Instant Agony. I suppose there are other bands I could be talking about, but I can’t think of them just now
“Typical – twenty years of punk .. “Ooh,I like the Sex Pistols” – Fuck the Sex Pistols!”
The words of Chaos,by then vocalist of Chaos UK, on stage in 1996*, but I’m sure there are many in the punk scene expressing similar sentiments this weekend as we witness the official history of punk rocktrotted out again, declaring it dead by 1979. There were many bands that helped to drag punk kicking and screaming through the 80s and 90s and a prominent one that you may not be aware of are Chaos UK.
You might have noticed a recently in the news that sections of Einstein’s grey matter have been brought to the UK for the first time for an exhibition. You might have thought “That’s interesting, it would make a great subject for a song. I wonder if anyone’s ever written one?” You might have thought that, but you probably didn’t. If you did though, the answer is yes, The Dark released a classic single in 1981 on exactly that subject. They were a band that managed to combine punk energy, the ability to write a catchy pop song, and a moody quality that saw them gradually move towards “the genre that dare not speak its name” (goth in case you’re wondering).