Friday, 31 October 2008

(Late) Halloween post

An under appreciated gem from Todd.

One of them plays a piccolo in my ear
Another one makes me smell things that aren't there
And they know where to hide
And they know everything that's inside
Of my head
Tiny demons, inside me

One of them ties a lasso around my heart
Another makes me nod when I drive the car
And they won't ever leave
But they won't show their faces to me
And they wait 'til I feel
Like they're gone and they jump out and steal
My relief
Tiny demons, inside me

Todd Rundgren - Tiny Demons (1981)

Thursday, 30 October 2008

Happy 69th Grace

Mick sorts things out…

Andrew Sachs kindly signed this album cover in Quicksilver Record, Reading nearly 30 years ago. I’m pretty sure his granddaughter wasn’t even born then and I managed not to enrage him, the licence fee payers or the dear old Daily M**l. Look here if you don't know what I'm talking about.

Here’s my advice to all involved:
Jonathan and Russell: Grow up
Everyone else: Get over it (especially the politicians getting involved like Justice Minister David Hanson and conservative ‘Culture Committee’ MP Nigel Evans. Haven’t you people got anything more important to do?)

There, sorted!

I haven’t got a copy of The Fortunes ‘Storm In A Teacup’ so have a Fawlty Towers clip.

Fawlty Towers – Excerpt from Basil the Rat

Wednesday, 29 October 2008


Not entirely unexpected but my 8-year old is not pleased.

mp3: BBC Radiophonic Workshop - Dr Who Theme

Saturday, 25 October 2008

The oldest record in the archive

This is my oldest surviving record bought with my own money when I was seven. If you look closely I’ve even written a little M for Michael on the label as a mark of ownership. It’s not my first; that honour would belong to Manfred Mann’s Semi-Detached Suburban Mr James but I’ve no idea where that is now.

The Herd’s I Don’t Want Our Loving To Die reached No 5 in 1968 and featured a very young Peter Frampton on guitar and vocals. I’ve featured a nice clean digital copy of the song here but when I eventually get my new stylus I think I’ll replace it with a crackly vinyl rip that would be much more in keeping with this blog.

mp3: The Herd - I Don’t Want Our Loving To Die (1968)

The picture below is even older than the record.

Friday, 24 October 2008

Turn off your mind...

If that last post doesn’t suit you how about this? I was reminded of it whilst browsing the ever brilliant Post Punk Progressive Pop Party blog a few weeks ago. I pooh poohed this a bit on release because with the first Monsoon single Sheila Chandra claimed she wanted to make Indian pop music and get away from the ‘mystical’ approach the hippies used and here she is covering Tomorrow Never Knows! Still, it is a nice version and that’s Bill Nelson on (e-bow) guitar.

mp3: Monsoon - Tomorrow Never Knows (1982)


Davy has just got back from Hangover Square and wants a quality post but ‘no prog’. I didn’t have anything planned but actually a bit of laid back symphonic prog is good Sunday morning music. Just let Soft Vanilla from Focus wash over you and soothe away your pain Mr H. Hard Vanilla is a bonus and you might wonder if Messrs Becker and Fagen heard it around the time they were writing Haitian Divorce.

mp3: Focus - Soft Vanilla (1975)

mp3: Focus - Hard Vanilla (1975)

Saturday, 18 October 2008

I'm back...

After several years as a house husband I started a new job about a month ago and I’ve found it hard to find time for posts and when I have had time I’ve been too tired. Over the last few weeks I’ve treated myself to the entire Be Bop Deluxe back catalogue. This was my favourite band in my mid to late teens. I was trying to put into words how I felt about them and found the following on an Amazon album review which says it better than any of my efforts:

“i love this music and i loved those times,my older brothers had lent me their,cream,who,hendrix,etc lps,but i wanted something to earmark my own adolesence for a future reference,something that i could say that i had found, and was all mine,and be bop deluxe was that band…”

Of course my punctuation would have been better but the sentiment says it all. Bill Nelson was my guitar hero at the time; for you younger readers such things were popular before punk came along. I loved Crying To The Sky as a 16 year old. Maybe it was the haunting melody and lyric …who am I kidding? It was the fucking brilliant guitar solos, particularly the first one. They were the greatest thing I’d ever heard and they still sound pretty damn good! See for yourself and turn it up to 11 at 1:47 and 3:02

mp3: Be Bop Deluxe - Crying To The Sky (1976)

This is from Sunburst Finish, my first Be Bop deluxe album because it included the hit single and had a naked lady on the cover...