Sunday, February 28, 2010

Pale Rider

My name is truth and I'm about to sell you this playlist- featuring unique bands - never before heard on a sane compilation:
Why Tell The Truth (When It's Easier To Lie)
No cigarettes

Fraud In The 80s
Frenchy, I'm Faking
The Truth Hurts So This Should Be Painless

He Lied About Death
False Advertising
Man Named Truth

It's A Pose

Sunday evening - what's happening?

Personally I'm happy that ex-Moldy Peach Adam Green has decided to channel prime period Lou Reed for his new LP.

But what do you think?

Pale Rider deceit

I was enjoying it over on RR .. but now I can't get in again so here's a tenuous selection more likely to appeal to the nilpferd side than the DsD side of the 'spill spectrum!

Who's The Realest?
Check Fraud
Smoke & Mirrors

Tell The Police The Truth

The Magician
Good Lies

The Girl With The Pre-Fabricated Heart

Truth, Deception & Lies

The song's not as good as I remembered, but I love that beat

Rock Island Line - Lonnie Donegan
Truth, Deception, & Lies (Aloe Blacc Remix)
Don't Play That Song (You Lied) - Ben E. King
Don't Play That Song - Aretha Franklin
I Got A Story To Tell
Rock Island Line - Leadbelly
Java Des Bombes Atomiques (Instrumental)

Thanks to the elves for putting this version of Leadbelly's Rock Island Line, I had a different one, but I love the acapella (here's another one that's impossible to spell correctly) stuff.



Published: February 25, 2010

Regular readers might remember a couple of pieces I posted here re. Nina last year, here's another, it's a review of a biography just published which echos some of the comments from last year's pieces. Our UK Spillers might have missed it since it's from the NY Times. The author is Robin Kelley, a good friend of my wife who's recent book on Monk has received rave reviews.

The Tumultuous Reign of Nina Simone
By Nadine Cohodas

Illustrated. 449 pp. Pantheon Books. $30

Excerpt: ‘Princess Noire’ (February 19, 2010)

Dwight Garner’s Review of ‘Princess Noire’ (February 19, 2010)

If you want to read the exerpt and Dwight Garner's review go to:

“I will never be your clown,” Nina Simone shouted at a restless nightclub audience in Cannes in 1977. The mostly French-speaking crowd was either unable or unwilling to join her in a singalong, and she took it as a personal affront. “God gave me this gift — and I am a genius. I worked at my craft for six to 14 hours a day, I studied and learned through practice. I am not here just to entertain you. But how can I be alive when you are so dead?” Her speech only prompted more requests for her to “SING!” She managed to get through some songs before delivering her parting words. “You owe me,” she railed. “I don’t wear a painted smile on my face, like Louis Armstrong.

Scenes like this were all too common, especially during the latter half of Simone’s career. Her reputation as mercurial, moody and combative was well established, and she did little to dispel this image in her memoir, “I Put a Spell on You.” She was nothing if not paradoxical. She promoted black militancy and spoke of her love for “my people,” but often treated black audiences with contempt and condescension. She beat up white audiences, too, sometimes declaring her disdain for white people, and yet sustained a substantial crossover following with covers of songs associated with their youth culture. She might show up an hour or two late, ramble incoherently onstage and suddenly give a performance that could bring a weary crowd to tears.

But when she called herself a genius — a term usually reserved for male artists — it was not mere hyperbole. Indeed, Nadine Cohodas’s disturbing portrait in “Princess Noire” sets out to confirm Simone’s genius. The author lingers on her stage performances, her musical decisions, her sartorial choices — the alchemy she created in sound and fury. Cohodas, who has written books about Dinah Washington and Chess Records, devotes more space to Simone’s music than any biography to date. But as hard as the author tries, she can’t avoid the fact that Si mone’s fame has more to do with her tempestuous behavior, both on- and offstage.

Before Nina Simone arrived, there was Eunice Waymon, born in Tryon, N.C., in 1933, the sixth of eight children. Her father, J. D. Waymon, was a jack-of-all-trades entrepreneur, and her mother, Kate, was a domestic worker whose primary vocation was preaching the Gospel. Eunice was just a small child when she started playing piano in church. Cohodas paints a complex picture of Tryon and its environs, a community ruled by Jim Crow but with a color line porous enough for the Waymons to live fairly comfortably and for young Eunice to take piano lessons from Muriel Mazzanovich, known affectionately as Miss Mazzy.

Eunice depended on a white patron to pay for her lessons, and she remained fairly sequestered in the quiet, cloistered world of Miss Mazzy’s home, studying Bach and dreaming of a different path. But the walls between Tryon’s polite society and the realities of racial subjugation were thin and vulnerable, occasionally tumbling down — as on the night her parents were asked to move out of the front row during one of her public recitals. Eleven-year-old Eunice threatened to refuse to play if her parents could not remain in their seats. Even then, she under stood her power as an artist.

Eunice continued her music studies at the Allen School, a private high school for black girls in Asheville, probably with the support of white benefactors. Upon graduation, she took classes at Juilliard and worked long hours to prepare for her audition to the prestigious Curtis Institute in Philadelphia. She was rejected, her dream of becoming a concert pianist crushed. In Simone’s eyes, the school’s rebuff was a racial slight. While Cohodas quotes a Curtis faculty member, Vladimir Sokoloff, who suggests Simone simply wasn’t up to the task, she is unwilling to admit that Si mone’s piano skills were less than brilliant. She may have been the greatest prodigy to come out of Tryon’s black community, but in New York City pianists of her caliber were plentiful.

Simone’s genius lay elsewhere, and it seems she discovered it quite by accident when she accepted a solo piano gig at an Atlantic City nightclub for the summer of 1954 and began singing when pressed by her boss. Adopting the name Nina Si mone, she used her deep, husky voice, wide-ranging knowledge of musical genres and eclectic tastes to push her performances to the foreground in clubs where cocktail piano was meant for atmosphere. And as Cohodas observes, Simone replaced the sexuality of a torch singer with the elegance of a concert pianist, evoking respectability and “race pride” along the way. After reaching the pop charts with her 1959 cover of George Gershwin’s “I Loves You, Porgy,” she quickly became an international star. She gave audiences more than a concert; she presented an overall cultural experience, different from pop and jazz, so original that she belongs in a category unto herself.

Music made Simone a star; politics made her a force. She joined a small circle of New York-based intellectuals in support of the civil rights movement, speaking out against racism and injustice from her own platform, performing protest songs and writing a few of her own. Her “Mississippi Goddam,” written in the wake of Medgar Evers’s assassination and the murder of four black girls in a church bombing, became a veritable anthem. Although Si mone believed that her politics cost her jobs, by the late ’60s she had embraced her role as songstress of black militancy, composing “To Be Young, Gifted and Black,” a powerful tribute to the memory of Lorraine Hansberry. Surprisingly, Cohodas devotes little space to understanding the source of Simone’s political views and her engagement with the likes of Hansberry, James Baldwin and Stokely Carmichael, or how the larger context of African liberation shaped her own vision.

After establishing Simone’s musical gen ius, international success and political prominence, Cohodas details her long downward spiral. To the author’s credit, she tries valiantly to keep our attention on the stage and Simone’s music, even when it is subpar, and even when Simone’s life becomes a litany of self-destructive acts and bitter disappointments. Yet while Coho das provides vivid descriptions of Simone’s behavior, she offers very little by way of explanation. How shy Eunice Waymon became a demanding diva almost overnight remains a mystery. Not until the last 50 pages do we learn that Simone probably suffered from schizophrenia. But was her anger a manifestation of an undiagnosed chemical imbalance, or did it reflect a life of failed marriages, failed affairs, failed motherhood, dislocations, financial woes, and a history of racial and sexual discrimination? Apparently, Simone also survived domestic violence and rape. (Her bisexuality, as well as the manner in which marriage suppressed it, deserves more than the few sentences it receives.)

During her final two decades (she died in 2003), as her illness progressed, financial considerations compelled Simone to work. She had to make money — for herself and her handlers, whose livelihoods depended on her — and her shows became exhibitions of her deteriorating life and mental health. Cohodas captures a piteous moment when, after a gig at Swing Plaza in New York in 1983, federal agents turned up to confiscate her earnings. But they didn’t touch the cash left out front in a bucket labeled “the Society for the Preser vation of Nina Simone.”

By the end of her “tumultuous reign,” Simone was a shadow of her former self, a woman practically broken by an unscrupulous industry, exploitative men and her own demons. Like her performances, the book’s final chapters are hard to experience but impossible to ignore. And like so many of us who saw Simone onstage when she should have been convalescing or simply enjoying life, readers may feel an urgent need to listen to her old recordings to remind themselves of what they loved about her in the first place.

Robin D. G. Kelley’s most recent book is “Thelonious Monk: The Life and Times of an American Original.”

Saturday, February 27, 2010


Bib Mama Thornton - Hound Dog
Jean Redpath - Riddles Wisely Expounded
Heptones - Hypocrite
Errol DUnkley - Please Stop Your Lying, Girl
The Inspirations - Take Back Your Duck
Yo La TEngo - The Lie and How We Told It
Billy Bragg - The Man in the Iron Mask
Odetta - Masters of War
The ROots - Masters of War
ATCQ - Butter
The Coup - Nowalaters
Dead Prez - Propaganda
Immortal Technique - Bin Laden (Tell the Truth)
Common - Testify
Pete Rock - Truth Is
Pete Rock and CL Smooth - Can't Front On Me
KRS One - Stop Frontin
Gang Starr - Execution of a Chump


Akihabara Majokko Princess

The Tate Modern's highly enjoyable Pop Life exhibition last year brought together the work of some of the world's most highly-acclaimed contemporary artists / most over-hyped chancers (delete according to preference) for a celebration of the fusing of 'high' and 'low' culture. Along with Warhol, Hirst, Koons, and musician-affiliated visual artists like Keith Haring, Pruitt Early and Christine Newby, was Japan's Takashi Murakami - named by Time Magazine in 2008 as one of the most influential people in the world. Murakami is famed for his work's immersion in otaku / geek culture - the gaudy, controversial, super-cute and occasionally troubling world Japan's young people are increasingly sharing with the rest of us through fashion, manga, anime and, especially, computer games. His specially-commissioned piece saw Kirsten Dunst taking on a cosplay role in a fantasy remake of The Vapours' Turning Japanese. It's good fun, particularly for those of us who have been harbouring a crush on Dunst since Bring It On.

Friday, February 26, 2010

Big fib from Gremlinfc

Times were hard, money was in short supply , hey what's a Potatohead to do? The offer seemed good and me and me mate Coxy Pippin got the offer to record some quality choons which were guaranteed to top the charts. We were naive and got carried away by the hair extensions and shiny clothes but that's showbizness for you...would you have done any different?
It's not quite on the level of "Noone has the intention of building a wall"(in Berlin), but there was a porky involved...
1. Who are we?
2. Who produced / moulded us?
3. Sept 1989 saw our biggest hit - remember?
4. What was the big fib?
5. Choose an adjective to describe the fraudsters!
PS- Why can't you download Youtube clips anymore?


Charlotte Anne
Wrong 'Em Boyo
Cheated Hearts
The Trick
Masters Of Deception
Don't Betray Me

Cupid's Trick
Sweet Deception
Liar's Ink
Trick Pony
Thief & The Liar
Lies, Lies & Government

No Deception Intended !!

SatanKidneyPie, a labelled disc of RRtunes, DarceysDad

For steenbeck, a picture of the mini-social. For tincanman, pictorial proof that we fulfilled his requirements to be allowed to call it a "mini-social". For SKP, my thanks for a very pleasant evening, and an advance apology for the gratuitous, erroneous, and probably libellous innuendo that follows -

So let's see, the RR topic this week is 'Deception', and DsD posts a thread featuring a picture of some footballers and a lawyer! Hmmmmm ...

I'm off to bed now, but as I have posted, and haven't done a 'Spill Playlist for a while, I will return to this thread later to add some deceptively good tunes, IMNSHO!

Just these for now ...

500 Miles To Memphis - Don't Mislead
The Zutons - Put A Little Aside
WGC - The Great Deceiver
2 Tribes - What Do They Want From Us?

Thursday, February 25, 2010

...................recovery position

I'm conditioned to take anything like this with a large dose of black humor..
I hope Quique has a speedy recovery.. enjoy the tunes:
I Don't Want To Die (In A Hospital)
The Bed

I Went To The Hospital
We Are Free
In The Hospital

Monster Hospital
Poem To The Hospital

Music to Convalesce to...

My good mate - and proxy (via my posts) RR contributor - Quique has just come out of hospital after a hernia operation. He'll be stuck at home in bed unable to move for the next 10 days or so. I normally get to see him in his restaurant at the weekends and give him the RR topic for the week. We also exchange tips about music we've come across (old and new) and a lot of what you guys have introduced me to has made it onto the Noveccento Pizzeria playlist. The latest addition being Tindersticks (thanks to Tin and Barbryn).

I have an idea. I would like us to put together a get well soon playlist for him. It would thrill him no end! I'm kicking off with something that ain't quite his cup of tea but he'll forgive me for. If anyone would like to join in they can send contributions to makinavajarr - at - and I'll add them as they arrive. Quique reads (or rather listens to) the 'Spill despite not understanding a word of English and is impressed by a lot of what is posted here.

Thanks everyone.

From Maki
From debbym
From Ali Munday
From DsD
From Shoey
From Japanther
From CaroleBristol
From ToffeeBoy
From goneforeign 1
From goneforeign 2
From gremlinfc 1
From gremlinfc 2
From steenbeck
From Chris 7572
From TatankaYotanka
From bishbosh
From Mnemonic

UPDATE - Sunday afternoon

I have just received a lengthy email from Quique in which he expresses his heartfelt thanks for your virtual TLC with a very special mention for Shane and his play-list (see above). He has suggested that he would like to repay this kindness with his own play-list for all you wonderful 'Spillers. He would like you to get to know him a little better and feels there is no better way to do this than to share some music he loves with you! I will use a translation of part of his e-mail as the text for the post.

This list is still open, btw.

Thanks everyone.



Following on from Sourpus's post about - err -posters, I dug out some old ticket stubs and flyers which might amuse some of you. Sorry the picture quality isn't very good, they're stuck in a scrapbook and I can't get the light right. Anyway, it made for interesting reading (for me) - there's all sorts of cr*p in the s(crap)book, including a temporary membership for the Dounreay Social Club and a return ticket from Bristol Temple Meads to London Paddington for £2.37!

It's my birthday today and my brother gave me a Bellowhead CD, from which I was going to upload something, but I'm not sure if I like it very much so here is some nice soothing John Renbourn instead (Sidi Brahim) to get you in a nostalgic mood. If that doesn't work, a large whiskey usually does the trick.

Happy Birthday to young Tessimmel too.

Come on, just one more story Ole Uncle Tinnie

Kick yer boots off and set a spell on ole Uncle Tinnie's porch. Drinks'll be along in time, but we got nothing pressing so I'll not be known for my promptness. If yer the sort needs to keep busy, next porch up's got salsa dancing lessons at 6.

Ten Thousand Words

For some reason Your Sister Cried has a long silence followed by a bonus track, so some might prefer Mary Gauthier's rather nice cover.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Hit Me With Your EOTWQs! HIT ME!

1. Ever had one of them "Eureka" moments, no matter how big or small?

2. Which word do you always misspell? Suprise me!

3. I ate calves liver at the restaurant this evening, solely in an attempt to rehabilitate my childhood (there was loadsa good stuff on the menu too...), anyone attempted similar with food (or other things)?

4. I also saw the Ian Dury biopic - who do you think deserves the bio-pic treatment who hasn't already had it, and who would play them?

5. True or false - Tom Waits?

ShoePop or Shane's Dare or 'Spillers Post Music That You Wouldn't Really Expect From Them, Knowing Their Musical Tastes A Bit As You Do

Cast Your Fate To The Wind

The Boys
Wonderful Life
Rhythm Divine
God's Own Girl
Something About You
Wake Up Soon
Umbrella Beach

The Girls
I Know Ur Girlfriend Hates Me

Tuesday, February 23, 2010


I heard this and I liked it.

I don't really know anything about the band, except what I found on Wikipedia.

Plastiscines are Katty Besnard (singer/guitar), Marine Neuilly (guitar), Louise Basilien (bass), Anoushka Vandevyvere(also know as Anais) (drums) and former drummers Caroline and Zazie Tavitian.

They formed in 2004 after Besnard, Neuilly, and Tavitian, all of whom were at school together in Saint-Cyr-l'École, met Basilien, originally a harpist, at a concert by the English band, the Libertines. Their talent was recognised early on by Maxime Schmitt, producer of the German band Kraftwerk, and they were signed by EMI for the Virgin France label in October 2006. In addition to the Libertines, the band's influences include the White Stripes, the Strokes and, from an earlier generation, the Kinks and Blondie. Their name derives from the phrase, "plasticine porters with looking glass ties" in the Beatles' song, "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds", on the 1967 album Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.

Plastiscines have been critical of French retailing of rock music. Louise Basilien has remarked that she learnt about rock 'n' roll through her parents, the Internet, and by reading books: "the generation before us could not learn about rock 'n' roll because the stores here were rubbish". As a consequence, the French rock scene in 2006–07 was seen by many as fresh and exciting, even though the requirement that forty per cent of songs broadcast on radio in France should be in French continued to militate against bands who wished to perform in English (which, because of its American origins and British dominance in the 1960s, has always been the prime language of rock 'n' roll).

Plastiscines were featured on the Gossip Girl episode, "They Shoot Humphreys, Don't They?" at the Cotillion ball. Their single, "Barcelona" was also iTunes single of the week during the first week of January 2010. Their song "Bitch" was also featured on the same episode, and here it is;

So, what do people think?

Earworms of the Week (Feb 23)

I nominated this for the river topic & it's snuck it's way back into my craving list. When the Aces get churning you can almost feel the paddlewheel slappin' the water.
- fintan

I've played this for years but never really known it by name. Then I watched Pedro Almodóvar's film All About My Mother. again and suddenly there was this familiar piece of music. Lovely gentle guitar intro and then the bluesy harmonica followed by Ismael's nostalgic vocal.
(Tadieu Bone is a Musilim holiday celebrated in Senegal with a feast, during which the children go from house to house entertaining the adults with singing and dancing and are rewarded with money or snacks. The Wolof lyrics are roughly translated as:
Tadieu Bone
We’re going to Tadieu Bone
The angel Abdou Jabar is coming from the skies to your soul
He will ask you “Did you pray?”
He will ask you “Did you fast?”
He is coming to your soul
- goneforeign

Recently played this for the first time in about 20 years; it's a very joyful noise. Island released this as a 12" 45rpm in the early 80s - it may even have been the first African pop record released by a Western label in the post-rock era, predating King Sunny Ade? If so, the whole world music boom started here... Pablo Lubadika Porthos was/is a Zairean soukous guitarist; I've only ever found one other snigle and one album by him, but would love to hear more...
- Shiv

My 23 year old daughter mercilessly took the piss out of me for playing this when she came to tea last week and tried to take it literally but her old man's too quick for's a brilliant choon which i love to sing along to - byegone age ...
- gremlin

This song is a constant earworm for me, but this particular version is a favourite of someone I used to know when I was at school, who got in touch a couple of years ago through Friends Reunited. Lately we've been having musical conversations ("what do you mean, blues?", "what do you mean,folk?") and we've found we have an amazing amount of music in common, including this.
- treefrogdemon

Since we've been talking about Hank Williams over on RR, here's a beaut of a cover. I sent it to Brian Ibbott at Coverville a few years back and he called it the best version of this song he had ever heard by a long shot. And after 600+ shows, he's heard a few covers. Bim (Roy Forbes) was 17 when he did this! Amazing. (I'll just sneak in Wedding Bells by Lissie too.)
- tincanman

We have enough world/foreign music for next week, so first-come first-served with other genres. By Tues please.

Meltdown director announced

TFD, will this tempt you to London?

Japanese Groupsounds

I nominated a Spiders song for RR a couple of weeks ago and that (along with Fintan's "WTF" post recently) prompted me that I had never followed up on my long-ago promised expose of Japanese 1960's Groupsounds music. The main reason I didn't is because it seems to me that without understanding Japanese, the tunes are possibly a little hard to like! The Japanese voice doesn't have the allure of French or the lilt of the Latin languages and to be honest it's not a particularly pleasant sound when viewed as another instrument.

But it holds a lot of appeal for me, so i've put together a few of my favourite songs from the era for your delectation.

Here's the brief history:
As Beatlemania swept the world in the mid-60's, Japan was not immune to the charms of the mop-topped ones and the hip young things of Tokyo started growing their hair and attempting to shake off the conservatism of post-war Japan and forge their own future. Music-wise, the result of this was a movement called Groupsounds (GS) that was a mixture of raw 60's garage sounds and manufactured saccharine sixties pop. You have to dig deep to pick out the diamonds from the fluff but it's rewarding when you do find a gem.

The Spiders - KoKeKokko
First up are the kings of GS and the closest Japan had to the Beatles (in terms of popularity that is, i'm not suggesting that these chancers had an ounce of the vision and talent of Lennon & McCartney). The Spiders were pure manufactured mid-60's pop, but under the leadership of singer Masaaki Sakai (later to become a hero to a whole generation of British schoolkids as Monkey), they had a certain charm. This is the tune I nominated for RR and the lyrics seem to be an argument about what came first, the chicken or the egg?!

The Carnabeats - Sukisa Sukisa Sukisa
Sticking with the lighter side of GS, I just LOVE this tune by The Carnabeats (that's them in the photo above). Not sure why, but the story of unrequited love that unfolds and the impassioned cry of "O mae no subete" ("you are everything") strikes the underdog chord.

The Golden Cups - Hi Wa Mata Noboru
If The Spiders were the Beatles, The Golden Cups were The Rolling Stones (but not quite so famous!). Tall and rakishly handsome bassist Louis Louis Kabe had a don't-give-a-fuck attitude reflected in the more reckless and raw sound, making them one of the best GS bands. The title can be translated as "The Sun Will Rise Again" and is a B-side.

The Mops - Hayaku
The Mops are another favourite of mine, I was going to post their self-referential classic "I'm A Mops" (sic), but ruled it out because it's all sung in English (well, one form of English at least!), and chose this one instead. I'm not sure of the exact title, the version i've got is from a compilation LP made for a western audience that lists the song title as "Haiku", but it's definitely not called that, because he's singing "hayaku" ("hurry!") not "haiku", so i'll call it my version of "Hayaku"!

The Tigers - C-C-C
The Tigers were second only to the mighty Spiders in terms of popularity. They put out a huge number of singles and albums, splitting up once in 1971 and re-uniting again at the start of the 1980's. This tune is a bit cheesy, but the handclaps alone make it irresistible to these ears.

The Mops - Omae No Subete
Just as an extra, I can't resist posting this deranged nugget by The Mops (again!). This tune popped into my head a couple of days after the deadline for "desperation" songs had ended, it would have been a surefire A-list i'm sure!

Monday, February 22, 2010

Loft Classics #6: "She Cries Your Name"

This was bedding a tv show just now, I can't seem to find my cd, thus making this a LOFT CLASSIC!
This is probs Beth's most recognisable song, first released in 1996, and other than the accompanying "Trailer Park" lp and guest spots with the Chemical Brothers - she's pretty much fallen off my radar these days.


Ejay's Miles poster prompts me to go to my BMW file, I've been collecting Bob memorabilia since the 70's, these are just a few of them. I've photographed Bob images on walls in JA, US, UK and in Africa plus I'm always on the lookout for books and DVD's. Some of these I know the origins of, others were collected along the way, the first one I don't recall where I got it from but #2&3 were posters done by friends, I've had them both framed and on the wall, the two color images, the first is an oil painting and the second a print and the unframed canvas oil painting is about 4ft square and is over my bed, it was painted by a friend and he designed the next one also, it's a poster for one of my photo exhibitions, the panel down the center is the same as the message on the oil painting, the statement by Sellassie which Bob used for 'War'. The next is an official proclamation honoring Bob for his music by the city of LA and the stamps were a set issued in Jamaica whilst I was there in '81, I mailed several sets to myself and also bought a sheet of each value.
The last one is from another collection but I like it well enough to include it here, it's from a collection of African political posters and was issued whilst we were in Zambia to honor the ANC.
The images are large enough that if you click on them they should expand enough to read the text.
I've got many more images of reggae related posters and so perhaps I'll post them to my Picasa site, there's lots of friends in LA who would enjoy seeing them since many relate to events there.

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Miles In Amsterdam

So here's a poster of a Miles Davis concert at the Concertgebouw with part of the same band as Ascenseur Pour L'Echafaud, if I'm not mistaken. I'm quite proud of it.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

2 times Grandaddy

The Leaves Must Fall
Fallen Not Broken
Fall In And Down On
so - Falling,
that's something to do with having been in the Fall isn't it?
With my fine mathematical mind.. that means.. wait, have to take my socks off...

yep at least 18 of us at the 'spill must have been in the Fall at some point.
All the Way Down
The Decline And Fall Of The Clerkenwell Kid

Way Down
Falling For You
Go Down Easy

Runaway Raindrop
Look On Down From The Bridge

One million miles is a long way to fall

Something sweet and mellow for Sunday morning.. and maybe I can squeeze this sublime slice of Philly disco/soul in as Music You Wouldn't Necessarily Expect From The Pferd...?

Next week.. the Nilpferd glam meets hard rock mix...

(Only kidding)

Here's something I came across on a great compilation Shane sent me, which is just too tangenital for RR...

And the associated sample, as far as I can tell, from Ras Ibuna.. Diverse Doctrine.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Falling and Laughing

After making that rare honour (the culture page) with my first choice this week, a very good friend sent me this poster of an Orange Juice gig, and it got me to thinking. I've always been a bit of a collector of gig posters, some of which I had to let go and later regretted, even though they were much too big to have on display. I guess you are supposed to leave them behind, along with other flotsam and jetsum from your youth, but I'm thinking, in particular, of my wall-sized Steve McQueen tour poster and my (even more wall-sized) The Queen is Dead album sleeve poster, which I suspect were thrown out by my ever-loving mum; not to mention the lovely (again wall-sized) Coffee and TV promo poster, which I left in Finland - well, I did leave the country in either case, after all!

Has anyone at the Spill still got any interesting concert poster pics they'd like to share? I have quite a few - I will try to dig them out if I can although they are quite hard to track down. Love to see any which you do have.


Billie Holiday - Stars Fell on Alabama
Chet Baker - I Fall in Love Too Easily
Laura Lee - It's Not What you Fall For It's What You Stand For
Ken Parker - My Whole World is Falling Down
Dylan - A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall
M Ward - Headed For A Fall
B&S - The ROllercoaster Ride
Radiohead - Black Star
UNcle Tupelo - Watch Me Fall
Uncle Tupelo - I Got Drunk
Yo La Tengo - Here to Fall
White Stripes - Fell in Love with a Girl
Decemberists - O Valencia
Blackalicious - SKy is Falling
Kanye West - All Falls Down

Oh what a fall was there

The Suicide of Dorothy Hale by Frida Kahlo

Long Way To Fall - Mary Gauthier
Walking On A Wire - Richard and Linda Thompson
The Old Dance - Oysterband
Sonora's Death Row - Robert Earl Keen
Fall Into The Night - Eliza Gilkyson

Going Down

The Fall Of Mr Fiths
Fall Sound
Guilford Fall
Just Keep Falling
Not Of The Fallen
Brighter As We Fall

Soft Landing
When You're Falling
As Night Falls
Red Apple Falls
When We Fall
In Fall
Fallen Arches
Rise & Fall

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Hello, my dears

The whispering songs list is up...

whispering songs

And the new topic seems to be Falling. Could mean anything, but I like it!!

I just wanted to share this because I love it

I am not sure how many people know this album but I was listening to it at work today, it is one I keep on my PC for those moments where I need calm.

I wasn't a fan of Talk Talk in their earlier poppy days but this album is something else altogether.

It is hard to categorise; dreamy, shifting, ambient, sparse in places, lush in others, flowing but with odd discordant surprises, Spirit of Eden has everything.

Anyway, I know that DarceysDad is a fan so he won't mind seeing this here.

I just hope that other people give it a listen if they don't know it.

The Rainbow




I Believe In You


Enjoy - let me know what you think too!

Well, HE asked for it ...!

Obviously, Ton, this is not the version that my daughters watch at 7am on schoolday mornings. But you get the picture, right?

Well, SHE started it ...!

I can't believe I'm up at after one in the morning, scanning and uploading a 23 year-old picture of an empty room! But there it is, my haven of peace & tranquility away from the communal biohazard rooms in the house Gordon & I shared at Uni. Boring huh? But it does show off that much-missed poster.

What? What's that you say? You want to see evidence of the dark side? Oh, OK then, hang on . . .

Yes, that's me, with the not-at-all-missed Donna on my lap, as we've also been talking cats this evening.

And I suppose if I'm going to play all my cards in one trick, we may as well have some music: here's a live version of Rickie Lee Jones' Easy Money, boogied up & boogied to all those years ago, as mentioned by me down on the EOTWQs. Please forgive the wobbliness; it's the ancient cassette tape, not the band's playing -

Somebodys Brother

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Shane made me post PICTURES!!

Little Isaac even littler (2 yrs ago, maybe?)

Still stumped on the covers question, which seems strange. I asked Mr. Steenbeck, and here are a few he thought of (in a FTBT kind of way...)
He said, I always liked the Pixies Surfer Rosa, (naked woman, you know...)

and here are a few others...

RIP Lychee 1990-2010

The old lady's gone to a more peaceful place.
The tumours came back, she had stopped eating so we decided to end her suffering.

EOTWQ - i wont do what you tell me, version!

1 – to fit in with this weeks themes:
What is your favourite cover song ever and why?
I know we’ve done it on RR. But I want stories.
(be brutal – that includes you steenb- 1-2-3 maximum, in order)

2 – What is your favourite cover ever?
By this I mean, sleeve design obviously (or book jacket – I’m easy)
Again Why?
(be brutal – that includes you steenb! – no faffing, 1-2-3 maximum)

3 – if all songs and info were wiped accidentally, but you were given the chance to save just ONE record LABLE, what one would you choose?
(just one- that’s it – everybody, not just steen)

4 - you can erase the influence of one person or group from musical history – who or whom do you want it to be – or is it just The Who.. who knows?
Go on get Nasty – let’s hear some personal vendettas!

5- What Mr.Man are you?
(you can choose to be a little Miss, but they are crap, so don't bother)

answers on a postcard to the usual address...
take your time...
no moaning..

...or just ignore me.

If a train leaves Glasgow playing an MP3 at 60mph and another ....

If I have two copies of a song and one has a bit rate of 256 (CBR, is it?) and other a bit rate of 232VBR, which is better?
If one is better, at what range does it make a difference. (i.e. - if you tell me VBR is better, and I have a choice of 200VBR or 32o CBR(?), which to go for?)

Disco Shoes ('Spillers Post Music That You Wouldn't Really Expect From Them, Knowing Their Musical Tastes A Bit As You Do, Contd.)

Lesson 3: History Of Hip Hop
Nasty Rabbits
Metallica Goes To Punjab
Sound Of Kuduro
Fuck Mixing, Let's Dance
Different Sound
Tony The Beat
I'll Be By Your Side
Sea Of Sine Waves
Blade Runner
We Are Facing The Sun
Give It

I Never Knew!

Okay, I didn't know that this song I love was a cover til I read Fintan's excellent post on Evie Sands (scroll down a bit).

I remember the first time I got stung:

(I was only 15 when I bought it on tape single, I must have watched the Graduate shortly afterwards...)

Here's the question - which songs did you later find out were covers, and how did you feel?

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Redressing The Balance

To restore order and balance to The Force, after 2 hours of Brits nonsense, I turn to one of my old faves Xiu Xiu for some heartbreaking weirdness.

I like to watch this video about every 5 months.

Evie Part 2

I'm still a neophyte on this blog post doo dah, so I'm sure there's a way to combine this with my Evie Sands post Below & display the Youtube box & maybe even bring peace to the Middle East but as I don't know yet, I'm getting ready to go to San Francisco with Mrs. Fintan & I just found this I had to share. The Link below should take you to a clip of Evie on the Johnny Cash show doing an old Ray Charles tune & in my humble opinion she just tears it up. This must have been when she was out promoting the album. Hope you enjoy.

and she likes bicycles

Earworms of the Week (Feb 16)

17 Hippies are a fairly recent addition to my list of favourite bands. There aren't 17 of them and they aren't hippies, either! This song, from their 2007 CD Heimlich, builds little by little. It's gentle, sweet and there's absolutely no percussion. I haven't got a clue what the lyrics are about - I don't think I want to know - it's part of the song's mystery - ouch!
- Makinavaja

With Zooey Deschanel and M. Ward releasing 'Volume Two' of their collaboration next month, I've been revisiting 'Volume One', from which this is the standout track, a countrified, Spectorish song of innocence.
- Catcher

This song has got me this week, from Owen Pallett (the artist formerly known as Final Fantasy). It's off his new album, Heartland. Strange contradiction - the song sounds happy and upbeat, but the lyrics speak of serious violence.
- glasshalfempty

This came on in the car the other week and my girlfriend said "Yeah, but I still think the David Gray version is vastly superior," like that's a thing people say. Next day, she played the DG version and I remembered exactly what I hated about it - an atrocity of a Dylan impersonation drearily plotting a route through Almond's luminous torch song with the same lazy slur Amy Winehouse brought to Valerie. Soft Cell vs Gray - there's no comparison, right?
- May1366

Mr. Z. (Sheddi) has just purchased, via eBay, some vinyl and even though he hasn't played the Twisted Sister LP yet, I've had their version of "Leader of the Pack" bouncing around my head ever since the postman handed me the 12" square parcel
- Zalamanda

One of the great voices. Up there with Ella and Patsy. I remember this from when we used to listen to the BBC "Light Programme". Lovely soaring melody. Excellent for singing in the shower I've found. What's not to like?
- Severin

From the 2006 eponymous LP by the ex-Psychedelic Furs frontman. I put it on 'Repeat1' to decipher if that strange metallic voice floating around W-A-A-A-Y back in the mix was some kind of subliminal whisper. Before I knew it, it was almost two in the morning and I was still falling in love with different bits of it.
- DsD

3 spots filled for next week; 3-4 left. First-come, first-served(ish). Preference to non- RR 'leftovers'.

The Brits - Live Blimped!

Welcome to a live blogging of the least culturally relevant music awards known to humanity. Where UK record company execs pat each other on the back, do their lines, and generally try to give meaning to their empty empty lives.


It is tradition in our household to watch the Brits, for better or worse, and play the "guess who's gonna win" game.

Here we go, hit refresh every wee while for more.

20:00 - It's on!! Lily Allen is miming whislt dressed like Shirley Bassey on a bad day, singing "The Fear" (a song which made it onto the festive spill last year, y'know!)

20:02 - Is she making some sort of biting comment on bankers here? Or were her set designers just told to "do british, cos it's the Brits, yeah?"

20:03 - It's official - Allen looks "dog rough, like a tranny, like Elizabeth Taylor"

20:04 - Peter Kaye has arrived; with a lead balloon in tow.

20:05 - Sam Fox is having a wee ride in the lead balloon....

20:06 - They've fucked it up already. I think Geri Halliwell's crotch has won something.

20:07 - This is too hilarious already.....

20:08 - Gollum is onstage....or has Mel B not left yet....

20:09 - I say Dizzee for best male. Mrs McF agrees. - YES! HE"S WON!! Dig it. Mini McF's artist of the last few years too.

20:09 - "Max Factor" seems to be rhyming slang for "actor" these days.

20:10 - JLS are indeed an all black all male version of Bucks Fizz - spot on from Mr Kaye there..

20:11 - Our least favourite JLS member is the one with googly eyes, he looks like his hobbies are R&B and Child Molestation.

20:20 - Best Int Solo Male - Seasick Steve vs Springsteen - there's a bar brawl I'd like to see. Jay-Z is actually there, so it must be is..... Seasick Steve looks more pissed than disappointed - at least it's a square meal, and a warm evening in for him....

20:23 - Noddy Holder is doing the new Bond theme? The noms for best LP of the last 30 years (Keane, Dido, Dire Straits, Travis) make me want to cry. Oasis have won it!!

20:25 - Ape man from oasis got muted, he did a sweary, had a go at his brother and wandered off in the wrong direction. Wasted. Now, talking of wastes... here's Kasabian!

20:32 -Kasabian were on fire. Well their stage set was. They were predictably dull.

20:34 - Next award - best breakthru - Geri is backpedalling for not thanking her fellow spice girls earlier. Kula Shaker are getting a severe bashing from a former spice girl - ?!?!?!! Anyways - best breakthru - I say La Roux, she says Florence....but JLS win

20:39 - the rapey looking one from JLS is damn sinister...

20:40 legend alert!!! COURTNEY LOVE!!!!

20:41 - WE LOVE COURTNEY LOVE!! Sing for us!!!

20:42 - Boo hiss. Courtney is straight, and she's given an award to Ellie Goulding for what exactly? Pointless...

20:43 - Lady Gaga time!! This will be good!

20:44 - Lady Gaga is Liberace for the Tenties.

20:45 - put down the piano love, and get out the FLAMING BOOBIES!

20:46 - Is this the Brits or a Leigh Bowery nightmare?

20:47 - this is not dissimilar to some first year art-school performance art i had the misfortune of seeing back in the 90s.

20:54 - British group - probs Muse - its gone to Kasabian, get ready with the mute button

20:56 - Kasabian are the missing - but not missed - link.

20:58 - international breakthru award - AnCo vs lady Gaga - there can only be one winner. I'm saying Gaga, and so is she. The winner is.........GAGA! THE ELEPHANT WOMAN OF MODERN POP.

21:01 - Time for a duet - Florence and Dizzee

21:02 - Dizzee is repping good, I'm glad Floz is just doing the chorus.

21:04 - If there was a category for "best bellowing" Floz would be a shoe-in.

21:05 - Why is James Hewitt Jr on my telly-box??

21:09 - These epically long ad breaks are quite a relief really.

21:10 - Best Int Fem Solo - Gaga or Shakira - we think - GAGA strikes again. "Oh, doctor you've been sho sho kind to me...". Dammit, I'm now losing....

21:13 - Despite approx 15 years of heroin and crack abuse, Whitney Houston looks remarkably chipper....

21:15 Floz or Bat? Lily walks it.....I thought she'd retired to run a knocking shop.

21:17 - Who let the professional entertainers in? This is the Brits dammit!! Jay-Z take your amazing flow and stage presence, and SLING YER 'OOK!

21:18 - Jay Z has two drummers, like The Fall or prime period Pavement.

21:21 - I bet you a fiver Jay-Z is hiding eels in his trousers.

21:23 - There's an app for eel to trouser ratio baggage, y'know.

21:28 - Mika is drivelling, endlessly. Best int LP - Anco -vs JayZ vs Gaga - tough call....gone to GAGAGAGAGGAGGAGAGAGAAAAAAAAAAARGHH!

21:30 @bishbosh - thanks for tuning in!!

21:31 - The cats' chorus of Cheryl Cole has attracted my cat Mewsli into the room...funny how i can;t tell the difference between this song and the JLS one...

21:34 - Oi Cole!! Miming means to move your lips IN TIME to the backing track....

21:36 - Best Brit single then..... as voted by Sun readers..... I'm going for Cole. She says Pixie Lott. The winner is....JLS. JLS stands for Jack the Lad Swing apparently.

21:40 - Tom Ford is looking immaculate, and time for best Brit LP - the big one - I'm going Dizzee. She says Floz. She has beaten me for yet another year.

21:42 - Floz will look like Janet Street Porter in a few years, no one will play her music, and I will wish i never watched this pointless parade.

21:46 - Is that it? or will Elton John be on soon, to duet with Paulo Nutini, to make my dreams come true, as SClub7 receive a lifetime acheivement award...

21:49 - Oh! It's gone to Thee Silver Mt Zion Memorial Orchestra and Tra-La-La band instead!! *

21:50 - *not

21:51 - Robbie just yelled "c'mon Glastonbury" - i think that says it all....

21:56 - we have a funny story about RW from when she worked at MTV, unfortunately we can't print it, not even on the internet.

21:57 - unless Take That come onstage, this is the last update, thanks for listening - see youse next year! Ta ta! xx