November 30, 2005

Down, Lawn, Y Goa, Page 152.

There are lots of good reasons to lose your faith.

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November 28, 2005

. . .

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November 26, 2005

What's A Movement If You Don't Move?

Sissy Spacek!

Here today!

Sissy Spacek!

All the way!

Posted by dean at 10:19 PM

November 22, 2005

Down Lawny Goa, Page 71.

Instead of applause and whistles and hoots, there'd be tears and teeth-grinding and speaking in tongues. We saved souls. If you love rock 'n' roll, all of it, from, I don't know, Elvis right through James Brown and up to the White Stripes, then you'd have wanted to quit your job and come and live inside our amps until your ears fell off. Those shows were my reason for living, and I now know that this is not a figure of speech.

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November 18, 2005

Nude Hat, Page 76.

"I used to think the secret to a happy ending was to bring down the curtain at the exact right time. A moment after happiness, then everything's all wrong, again."

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November 14, 2005

. . .

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November 10, 2005

Pop Will Eat Itself : "Can U Dig It?"

"OK, let's get down to it, boppers!"

"We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey!"

"Can U dig it?"

"We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey!"

"Can U dig it?"

"We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey!"

"Can U dig it?"

Riffs? Yeah!
Can U dig it?

"Can U dig it?"

"Can U dig it?"

Riffs? Yeah!
Can U dig it?

We dig TV, we dig remote control
We dig the Furry Freak Brothers and the Twilight Zone

"Can U dig it?"

We dig Marvel and D.C., we dig Run-DMC
"Can U dig it?"
We dig Renegade Soundwave and AC/DC
"Can U dig it?"

Bruce Wayne auf wiedersehn,
Dirty Harry, "Make my day,"
Terminator, hit the north,
Alan Moore knows the score

Riffs? Yeah!
Can U dig it?

"Can U dig it?"

Riffs? Yeah! Can U dig it?

"Can U dig it?"

Riffs? Yeah! Can U dig it?

We dig Optimus Prime and not Galvatron,
We dig "The Leader of the Pack" and "Da-Doo-Run-Run"
"Can U dig it?"
Spinderella and Bruce Lee,
"The Good, the Bad and the Ugly"
"Can U dig it?"
"V for Vendetta" and "Into the Groovy"
"Can U dig it?"

"We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey!"

"Give me some more of that rock music"

Riffs? Yeah! Can U dig it?

"Can U dig it?"

("We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey!")

Riffs? Yeah! Can U dig it?

"Can U dig it?"

("We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey!")

Riffs? Yeah! Can U dig it?

Posted by dean at 03:44 PM

November 06, 2005

Down, Lawn, Y Goa, Page 68.

When Martin pulled me outside, I did that thing where you decide to become a different person. It's something I could do whenever I felt like it. Doesn't everybody, when they feel themselves getting out of control? You know: you say to yourself, OK, I'm a booky person, so then you go and get some books from the library and carry them around for a while. Or, OK, I'm a druggy person, and smoke a lot of weed. Whatever. And it makes you feel different. If you borrow someone else's clothes or their interests or their words, what they say, then it can give you a bit of a rest from yourself, I find.

Posted by dean at 10:37 PM

November 04, 2005

I Couldn't Even Be In A Room By Myself Without Wanting To Turn The Lights On And Off And On And Off And On And Off.

Posted by dean at 08:04 PM

November 02, 2005

All I Want Is A Fun-Size Chocolate Bar & A Juggernaut Of Chaos.

So I'm sitting on the auditorium steps, right, and a social protestor walks by with no clothes and a large crash-helmet, when I figure it's time to graduate and sell the rest of my life away to regrets.

Posted by dean at 11:41 PM

Simon Reynolds : Everything Gone Not-Gone Again.

"Perusing the gig and tour ads at the back of Uncut is a dizzy-makingly anachronic experience.

You get the most incongruous juxtapositions and unseemly adjacencies. Why, just on p. 173, divided into quarter-page ads, you'll find New Model Army, Seth Lakeman (whoever the fuck he might be), and Dreadzone rubbing shoulders with Bob Dylan. (Who you might have thought could afford a whole page of his own, i mean, Jesus, he just had a documentary on him that was some kind of world cultural event!!!). It seems like everybody's still treading the boards again: The Levellers, the Pogues (minus Shane), the Proclaimers, Was (Not) Was, Swing Out fucking Sister, Lee Scratch Perry, Jethro Tull. Durutti Column gets sandwiched in a bottom-of-page threesome with Kate & Anna McGarrigle and Eliza Carthy (well, foursome I suppose)! Sinead O' Connor with Sly & Robbie, and I don't mean ads next to each other, they're performing together, presumably they're her backing band!

But all generations are catered for in this long night of the living dead.

P. 170 has an almost conceptual unity, baggy-tastic and scally-delic, with Ian Brown in the upper right corner, Happy Mondays (plus support The Farm!) in the lower left, and Scousters The Coral and Echo & the Bunnymen squaring off in the middle. And bloody hell, directly opposite, a group called The Hacienda Brothers! (And I just learned that there's going to be a recreation of the Hac in all its pills'n'thrills'n'bellyaching glory, promoted by none other than Tony Wilson's young son Oliver. I would go if I lived in England, having never caught the Hac in its rave-on prime, but gone a little too early when it was still a little too indie).

But I guess all this shouldn't be surprising, as it's just the live-music corollary of the retro-reissue explosion, an over-population of music with bands dying at too slow a rate c.f. the birth rate, and worse, many of them resurrecting.

I suppose you can't blame 'em for having a second go, or trying to eke out a living; what else are they supposed to do? But it all contributes to what I increasingly feel is a key issue of our pop time, namely the erosion of a sense of time, of forward temporal propulsion."
Blissblog

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