Archive for August, 2013

Winding Up with 101st Post

August 24, 2013

I’m putting this site to sleep (blog eugenics) for a couple of months, or at least till a decent dose of scribbling inspiration takes over again. I know I should be writing about the collapse of the Sahelian States (Mali, Niger, Central African Republic and Chad) which is a catastrophe now well and truly in progress.

As for China, who wants to be the last rat deserting a sinking ship? That honour goes to Richard of Peking Duck, a blog which now reeks of desperation and futile attempts to realise commenter clawback. The Bo trial to date consists of a lot of smart arsed western journos and web personalities desperately tweeting each other in an attempt to validate their self-worth. And for really fucking lame opinion on the Bo story, just read any of the recycling by Matt Schiavenza in The Atlantic in recent days. And he gets paid cash money for that stuff.

Aside from putting a couple of music contributors on Beijing Cream in their rightful places – very minor loawai Beijing celebs in their own lunchtime/loawai trailer trash – taming nature with a chain saw and responding to fire calls is proving to be far more satisfying. Very macho stuff which often takes place in extremely challenging environments, and which gives rise to adrenaline rushes on par with No. 4 pink rocks.

Now that I’ve got the self-importance out of the way, some of the truly trashy favourite sounds which dominated my soundscape in the late 70s and early 80s.
Eva Records produced possibly the greatest Garage collection of all times in 1982, and in glorious mono. Texas Punk Groups from Texas. Brilliant archaeology.

There are few records worth dying for, but Nuggets: Original Artyfacts from the First Psychedelic Era, 1965-1968 compiled by Lenny Kraal definitely fits the bill. Saw it in a gf’s collection and made the sweet lass sign it over immediately.

The Litter. A brilliant cover band and their original Soul Searching has one of the most killer riffs of all times.

More from their first album.

The Fuzztones from Psycdehelic Eminations.

The Sonics Louie Louie. Provided the hilarious back story on the lyrics somewhere in the past on this site.

This is appalling. Go Go Dancing by Raquel Welch

A really minor gem in the history of Garage. The Sharpels Dare I Weep, Dare I Mourn.

Winding it up with The Stooges I Wanna be you Dog.

See ya, and expect all of the above selection to be piped thru very bloody loud speakers. None of those pussy efforts you connect to your pc, okay.

Take care.


August 11, 2013

The life of an Absolute Monarch is supposed to be easy. Flogging peasants, introducing new and interesting taxes, gargantuan banquets awash with alcohol, etc.

Not so, I’m afraid. Just so many projects on the go at present, one of which so overloaded me with adrenaline yesterday that it cleansed the system of decades of cholesterol.

Now, some bloggers overload their sites with cat (Felis silvestris catus) photos when experiencing a writing hiatus, but I won’t take that low path and shall provide some musical culture instead. However, before doing so, I would like to recommend Yaxue Cao’s new China Human Rights site Original content of the first order and it deserves to be supported.

Wayfaring Stranger. Jack White. The killer first track from Cold Mountain. And the rest of the CD is also worth a listen.

With Mali’s recent elections and its attempt to reconstruct itself, the infectious sound of Amadou & Marian. Mon Amour, Ma Cherie. Live.

One of the enchanting female voices of Mali, Rokia Traori.

Back to work and will be blogging again in earnest in two weeks.
Take Care.