Wednesday, April 17, 2013
She Was Only a Grocer's Daughter
Do you know what the most energising aspect in the wake of Thatcher's death has been - whether it's overly-vocal protests (guilty on Facebook I know) or discreet and well deployed grumbles - that anyone who was there and lived through the toxic politics and nuclear threat of the Thatcher era, still hasn't forgotten the spiteful, pig-headed, bully boy backstabbing and squalid hypocrisy of her and the shape-shifting collection of corrupt cronies supporting: homophobia and racism/apartheid, the Hillsborough cover up, poll tax, selling off nationalised industries (diverting public money in to private pockets), choking the unions and union representation, US missiles at British bases, Northern Ireland, pit closures, inner city riots, the managed decline of northern towns.
When the Sun , the Mail, right wing sympathisers and Tories wave the Broken Britain flag - never forget who broke it...
Or how for all the current Tory soft-soaping, backsliding, historical repositioning and rewriting, glorification and chin-stroking - it was her own party, who after twelve years of an increasingly throttling clench on the country and the Cabinet - were the ones who gathered together to eject her Caesar style in 91. That, is her legacy
There'll be no retrospective tune echoing my thoughts on the most poisonous of British politicians - instead I'll direct you to the Thee Faction's new single Better Than Wages - and some smartly considered reasoning. The full post is here...
A rabid class warrior has died. The struggle continues. We don’t take moral exception to the celebrations. We just note that her death will do little, if anything, to loosen up the grip of bourgeois hegemony. In fact, if the hagiographical tributes the TV news is showing us are anything to go by, it’s a splendid opportunity for the ruling class to reinstall her as the postergirl of British capitalism. Which is very disappointing. So we need to redouble our efforts.
We celebrate everyone who stood up to her. Those who refused to believe the lies about apartheid, the lies about trades’ unions, the lies about ‘freedom’, the lies about selling off our industry and our housing stock. Those who told her she was wrong in her careful imbalancing of the tax system – whether income or community. We also honour her victims: those who didn’t make it, and those who weren’t strong enough for the new robust liberal individualism she forced on us all. Many of us retreated into traditional ties of solidarity, but any project designed to atomize society is going to leave a lot of people isolated. That’s the point, of course. United we stand, and they knew that.
Thatcher’s gone. But not forgotten. Let’s focus on what we’re fighting for. Onward.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
The Sunday Sessions - Wilko approved and with added Digby
Martin McNeill and the Bottletop Blues Band will be blazing away from 4 today at Southend's most rock 'n' roll local and epicentre of the swelling scene.. The Railway Hotel
Expect a jazz spin on this Sunday's swing-ding as legendary trumpeteer Digby Fairweather is aboard as the special guest
But don't just take my word for what hot-rocking heat Martin McNeill and pal's generate - they're rubber stamped 'approved' by Wilko Johnson - who, in our just published interview (more on that later) had this to say...
They're a bloody good band. The whole of the band is really good - they're playing proper blues, which is quite a rare thing. The whole band is good - rhythm section, guitar - and the man himself.
And I couldn't let the death of the blackest of mambas go unmarked - so expect to hear..
Solomon Burke - Maggie's Farm
Labels:
DJing,
on the jazz,
rockadoodledoo,
southenders,
sunday sessions,
Wilko Johnson
Friday, April 12, 2013
The wunderbar experience of playing bass for Ed Tudor Pole (Friday) - followed by cockle-rocking beats (Saturday)
Instead, I crept in late to catch the incredible and insane world of Thomas Truax. Who, travels minstrel style around and about the hemisphere pitching up for gigs with an orchestra of self-built percussive and musical mechanicals. The Mother Superior,The Hornicator: think Wilf Lunn goes steam punk for a David Lynch soundtrack, with each song and instrument introduced and contextualised in a Rich Hall style Texan drawl.
Like TV Smith's solo sets - Ed Tudor Pole, sand-blasts punk's energy and attitude back to raw, acoustic roots, deploying his set as almost protest-folk in the tradition of Wat Tyler meets Woody Guthrie. Still as animated and erratic as when first stepped onto a stage to audition for the Pistols, Pal Ed is Wide-eyed, excitable and engages with audience, fidgeting 'n' twitching around the stage like a battery hen liberated and let loose into a widescreen horizon
At the close of Ed's set an in-house scratch band - Dave Deville, (guitar) Dave Dulake (drums) me (bass) were summoned onstage for a few Chuck Berry numbers, a gospel cover and of course Swords of a Thousand Men. And what an absolute first class blast was had by all. A blinder, a belter and teenage dream to share a stage with a former Sex Pistol (albeit by his own admission for just two weeks) .
Saturday and it's along to Old Leigh way for the Woodcock Festival. A shuffle of pre-booked bands and open mic types. After Dave Woodcock kindly pitching up for Podrophenia so regularly - it was a treat to be able to join him for an outdoor jam, with a pint on the table, the estuary behind us and the Crooked Billet ahead, blasting out the Chuck Berry and Little Richard covers.
There are even whispers we may be reuniting for a repeat performance on the 28th of April at the Sarah Moore - should you be buzzing about the Broadway that evening.
Labels:
gigs,
live bands,
punky friday,
rock n roll,
Sex Pistols,
southenders
Friday, April 5, 2013
Tonight I shall mostly be playing bass for Ed Tenpole Tudor!
Although the opening moments had me wide-eyed and gripped, seeing live(ish) Sex Pistols actually moving around - in an era when the only snatched exposures of musical heroes and idols were frozen monochromatic music press photos - intercut with Helen of Troy collecting together the Swindle lettering while the Pistols auditioned for a Johnny Rotten replacement. A role that eventually went to the manic, erratic Ed Tudor-Pole -
The date of my visit to the flix is documented hereabouts (19th). So a mind-frying Friday night lies ahead tonight as I'll be sharing a stage for a few tunes with ex-Pistol himself - Tenpole Tudor!! It's a return visit to Southend's most rock 'n' roll local The Railway for Ed TP, on a bill that also includes J.D Smith, BONE and Thomas Truax And finally Dave Deville and myself will be joining Mr Pole for a few covers and of course....
If you're round and about Southend way swing by and come on down for a Friday night bounce...
Labels:
bass,
gigs,
new wave,
Punk,
punky friday,
Sex Pistols
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
The Southend Jazz Five
Dave Jazzy Dawson not pictured
This month's Podrophenia is a jazz-off with all shades and shapes of the form's modal tones gathered together - and includes something for everyone from beatniks to boppers, or even newbie jazzers who don't know their Acid from their elbow.
We've also got - replace the word 'love' with 'jazz' in song titles. And as a centrepiece - four live tunes from the American Songbook delivered by Dave Woodcock and Hannah Marsh ..
All contained hereabouts - dig in jazzers
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Radio Podrophenia - Jazz Club...
Broadcasting live from the Podrophonic HQ (or upstairs at The Railway as some say), the March edition of Radio Podrophenia is fitted around the theme of 'Jazz'. Nice!
Expect to hear jazzed up Fabs, Trad, Mod, Bop and Acid Jazzers on the playlist. There may even be an exclusive preview from the James Hunter Six new album, an appearance from Pellicci legend Jukebox Jimmy.
And we've even got live music for you from jazz-age Journo Hannah Marsh accompanied by Southend's premier piano man Dave Woodcock.
All live from 9 on Radio Novalujon - tune in and tell a pal!!
A trio of home-grown jazzers - but who'll make tonight's edition?
Tommy Chase - Killer Joe
Labels:
acid jazz,
on the jazz,
podrophenia,
radio podrophonia
Friday, March 22, 2013
Get aboard with the double deckers
There's a dual action double-decking session over the next couple of days rocking away at the Railway Hotel, the epicentre of Southend's simmering music and social 'scene' (©Daryl Easlea)
Saturday from 7, it's likely to be an unscripted playlist of big 'n' beaty bouncers winging in everything from garage to glam, big beat to beatleg remixes to glam stompers and stampers
Sunday from 4, the award winning Martin McNeill is back for is every third Sunday, I'll be parked up at the bar rooting through blues, funks and soul - but trying to work in some never-before-played tunes...like..
Les McCann ltd Bucket o' Grease
Mini Vip - Block
So if you happen to round and about Clifftown Road, swing in for a scoop and a legshake
Labels:
Bootleg remixes,
DJing,
Funk,
keyboard kings,
Soul,
sunday sessions
Friday, March 15, 2013
Fruity Friday: something for the weekend sir?
I say, this is a fruity ol' tune - crackling with swish, sass and sparkle
Sugarman 3 & Co - Down to It
And zip to 17 mins in, for the infamous sauce and scatter cushions gyrations
Labels:
70s,
Fruity Friday,
Funk,
Funky Friday,
retromania,
Soul,
yarbles
Friday, March 8, 2013
Have you heard the news, there's Vive Le Rocking…
Having been on a right roaring ol' buzz for The Heartbreakers L.A.M.F of late, (including bagging this bargain box set which includes a bulging booklet, badges and 4 CDs of demo's, out-takes and the unmuddied original album mix), what a treat then to be sharing mag space with Kris Needs hugely detailed study on the Johnny Thunders, the music, the myth and the murder theories. But thumb around from front to back and you'll also find: interview's with Adam Ant, The Flaming Groovies, Johnny Marr, The Blockheads and Brian Connolly remembered.
It's all in Vive Le Rock 11 where you'll also find reviews from me covering new releases by - The Chocolate Watch Band, Patrick Fitzgerald, The Electric Stars
And one on The Virginmarys - which reads thus....
The Virginmarys
King of Conflict (9/10)
DoubleCross/Cooking Vinyl Records
Northern Rock – No Sleep ‘til Macclesfield
Putting King of Conflict through its first spin - my guess was, our immaculately conceived pals were an Australasian outfit, why? The tightly mic'd stomp, the biker-bar brawl and boot-boy boom that echo Jet, The Datsuns and in places Rose Tattoo. Although there's no mistaking that Cooper Clarke twang of regional tongue - Manchester! The Virginmarys are homegrown heavies hammering out an album of high-firing blazers that's more headbutting than headbanging. On repeat plays I'd assumed the fully rounded sound was delivered by a five piece line-up. But no! The fidgety riffing and sand-blasted vocals are powered out by a Macclesfield power trio. King of Conflict is tattoo-knuckled; black-leather clad clout that's so revved up, red hot and rocket fuelled it's like a dragster race between Queens of the Stone Age and Bon-era AC/DC. And if Running For My Life and Dressed to Kill aren't ready-to-serve Bond-themes- I'll eat my License to R.O.C.K.
Labels:
large print,
new music,
Punk,
R.O.C.K
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Podrophenia - The Years-cast: tunes, chat and live music sessions
Paraphrasing the old football cliche - the latest Podrophenia is a show of two halves - what starts out as the regulation songs and natter, become, midway through, a run of improv guest appearances and live music with a drop in track from Phillious Williams (below) and a double-header session from from Blow Up record's latest signing - Dave Woodcock (above)
There's exclusive news on Dave's debut single, breaking news on the formation of a punk super-group and an Elvis rarity
And behold as a new Podrophenia jingle is birthed in front of your very ears. All contained herein....
Radio Podrophenia - Years
Labels:
1977,
Elvis,
live bands,
podcast,
podrophenia,
Punk,
radio podrophonia,
southenders
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