Imitation is the sincerest form of…embarrassing fashion faux pas!


This is a real conversation that took place in my house last weekend (well, it’s an approximate translation anyway):
(The scene is a typical Saturday morning suburban scene as I appear downstairs freshly showered and dressed in simple blue jeans and crisp white round-necked t-shirt, ready for an exciting morning in the local ‘home centre’)
Me: Are you nearly ready? I’ll just pop the pushchair in the boot.
Mrs Panther: Why have you rolled the sleeves of your t-shirt up like that, it’s disgusting.
Me: Erm…well…I thought it might look a bit like The Boss…
Mrs Panther: …(eyes widen, eyebrows involuntarily shoot upwards – incredulous expression)
Me: Y-you know, like on the cover of “Born in the USA”..?
Mrs Panther: … (incredulous turns to what-the fuck expression)
Me: No…?
Mrs Panther: (long sigh, rolling of eyes, shaking of head)
Me: So….I’ll…erm…just get the pushchair ready then, shall I?

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20,000 Days in Cave

Old Nick contemplates his life. We watch. Here’s a quick true or false quiz in celebration of the forthcoming documentary film. 

So, true or false:

1. Kylie was replaced by a robot after Nick actually bludgeoned her to death in 1995 during the making of “Where The Wild Roses Grow”?

2. Nick has a room in his Hove house that’s entirely filled with spiders?

3. Nick is scared of bats and has never released any bats – this is why he orders everyone else to do it. “It’s their beady wee eyes that pure freak me out” he said? 

4. Nick hides exotic fruits in Warren Ellis’s beard constantly on tour – this is why there is so much exotic fruit on the Bad Seeds’ rider and why Ellis is quite often enraged on stage? 

5. Nick Cave’s real name is Nicholas Edward Cave Thomas Walker – as his parents were big pot-holing/spelunking enthusiasts? 

Good luck, there are ‘Spill points on offer, and if anyone has any other Nick Cave nuggets, please do share them in the comments! 

No, I am Mark E Smith.

oh dear god

Quite frankly THEY’RE DISGUSTING AND SHOULDN’T be listened to by anyone. Like picking a scab. 

I’m Mark E Smith and I have the paperwork to prove it. Remember what happened last time – eugh – it was just horrible. 


At some point they’ll stop pissing around AND release a brilliant record. Until then, my friends, until then. 

No More Dealing, ‘Arry, awwigh’?


What a transfer window that was! The Premier League continues to obscenely devour itself out of pure greed, and I get no more comfortable coping with that. But nonetheless, let’s talk about it.


- Time to vent that spleen, Toon fans!
– End of an era at LFC, with Dagger and Pepe leaving permanently?
– The Mancs now challenging the Arse as the team with least connection to its roots?
– Southampton fans: sleeping any better now?

And let’s try adding a poll; I’ve never done that in a DsD post – Who was August’s “best” acquisition, IYHO?

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Earworms 1 September 2014

An up-tempo mix for you this week, hope it cheers up deanofromoz, who’s under the weather. On a housekeeping note, we’re getting low on worms at the moment, I have two from beltway and nine from goneforeign in the bank; if anyone else would like to send some in (especially if you haven’t sent any for a while), a top-up would be welcome. Just send them along to, where they’ll be in good company.

Clive Langer and the Boxes – Splash (A Tear Goes Rolling Down) – beltway: The considerable musical skills of Clive Langer are perhaps best known in relation to his production skills (or maybe as a co-writer of Shipbuilding with Costello) – his own performing however is not as well known as it should be (admittedly his voice is not for everyone) and his body of solo performed work is fairly small – here is one of the highlights though – you can clearly hear the foundations of the sort of sound he would perfect with Madness but it’s a great catchy song in its own right.

Haim – Don’t Save Me – abahachi: Can’t quite believe that I really like this retro pastiche from last year’s over-hyped soft rock media darlings, not least because I never really liked any of the bands they’re ripping off apart from Heart – but I heard it in a sleep-deprived stupor on a transatlantic flight last year, and still can’t get the damned thing out of my head…

Area 7 – Bitter Words – deanofromoz: Recently found this album in a bargain bin at a secondhand music store and have enjoyed rediscovering this track. Its nothing groundbreaking or unique, just some good Aussie ska.

The Rumbanella Band – El Congo – goneforeign: From the album Rumba Congolese. A song from mid ’60’s Kinshasa, it was inspired by the then popular Cuban Son and Salsa. It’s sung in ‘Indoubile’ a mix of Lingala and Spanish by Lola Bivuatu.

Doc Watson – Sitting on Top of the World – AliM: Some wonderful Appalachian Blues for you – to prevent further self-indulgence please send more worms!

Jakil – Istanbul – AliM: Another band to contact Earworms – pop/rock band from Edinburgh, now living in London. This single “Istanbul’ is due for release on September 28 – very catchy, slightly ‘80s feel?

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What’s new in heavy psyche and slacker, you ask?

Drones, drums created by planets smashing together, noises that were futuristic fifty years ago, vagueness, heaviosity. These  are all things I look for in a potential mate. We’re living in post-Impala times now. Wand are very hard to google and if you look in the dictionary under Noise-Throb, they’re there, looking back at you.

I can’t for the life of me embed the Wand player, but if you click here, it’ll open in a new window. 

Also, a nice young man named Galkin wrote in and asked us to listen to his psych/slacker-rock EP. Of course I always listen to anything described as “psych/slack” and quite frankly it fits the description perfectly. It makes me want to lay on the edge of the submerged quarry and watch the last rays of summer fade over the horizon. Galkin played all of the instruments on the tracks, and you could compare it to Unknown Mortal Orchestra perhaps. 


Introducing Patrick Williams (well, maybe you all already know about him, but…)

Staying at my mother-in-law’s in Llanelli last week, flicking through the lower depths of Sky television channels, we stumbled across an episode of The Streets of San Francisco featuring pre-irony Leslie Nielsen (i.e. back when he was simply a terrible ham rather than a genius straight-faced actor). Mrs Abahachi hadn’t seen it for years, I’d never even heard of it. Great fun, but the best bit as far as I was concerned – besides the fact that they put up titles for ‘Act I’, ‘Act II’, ‘Epilogue’ etc. – was the music; I’ve never heard of Pat(rick) Williams, but this is up there with the great TV themes, with classic 70s scratchy wah-wah guitar and some nicely dissonant chords.

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