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Showing posts with label beastie boys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beastie boys. Show all posts

Tuesday, 12 May 2026

Switch Up

Most unexpected and very welcome news came last Friday with the sudden appearance of a solo single by Mike D, the first Beastie Boy to release any music since the death of MCA (Adam Yauch) fourteen years ago. Mike and Ad- Rock said at the time that the Beastie Boys could not go on without MCA, so the band ended there and then. 

Mike D's single Switch Up is a rush of prime musical fun, the sheer joy Mike gets from making music evident in the track- a squiggle of guitar, some chords and then the drums kick in, a rapid fire drum 'n' bass breakbeat, bouncing bassline and Mike's whiny NY drawl (not a criticism, I love the Beastie Boys whiny NY voices). The guitars are squally, the synths and noises ricochet about and there's some proper hip hop energy going on, Mike coming back time again to the song's title, 'Switch up!' among other phrases welcoming change. It slows down for the end, the rhythm and tempo cut in half and some strings swoop in. Good fun. 

The track was recorded with his two sons, Skylar and Davis, who play in a band called Very Nice Person. Mike popped up with Very Nice Person and his own group 5D in person last week at L.A.'s Plaza Nightclub and they did Beastie Boys track So What'cha Want, a song from 1992's Check Your Head, with explosive drums, organ, screechy guitars and three way vocal wordplay galore. 

So What'cha Want

Mike D's country album- Country Mike's Greatest Hits- was never officially released. Mike D recorded it as a joke for friends and gave it them for Christmas. Maybe a hundred copies exist, some on black vinyl and some on red. It has been bootlegged too but the quality is variable apparently. The YouTube upload below is from one of the genuine copies, the best faux- country album recorded by any of the Beastie Boys. 



Thursday, 26 March 2026

How We Gonna Kick It?

Sometimes I think that there is no finer sound than that of The Beastie Boys in full flight in the mid- 90s. Take Root Down for example...

Root Down

A Jimmy Smith bass loop, vinyl crackle and wah wah guitar and then the three Beasties chucking rhymes and lines around, referencing Dick Hyman, Sweetie Pie, The Meters, the Fruit of The Loom guys and Ad Rock's killer line in the first verse, 'Everybody know I'm known for dropping science'.

 Later on they break off for the immortal and ever usable line, 'Oh my God that's the funky shit!' before jumping straight back in with more verses, lines and imagery flashing by like a graffiti covered train- the NY subway system, the Zulu Nation, Grandmaster Flash, Kool Moe Dee and Bob Marley are all in there before they finish with a nod to their producer Mario C, 'That's a record, that's a record 'cause of Mario'. 

There's so much energy and innovation in those few minutes, the samples and the arrangement, the voices, the dynamics... they had it all. The Beastie Boys were a visual experience as well as an audio one- here's the video

The mid- 90s come flooding back watching that don't they? 

Root Down was released in May 1995 as an EP with various versions of the song and some live songs, including Something's Got To Give On It, a stoned and slow anti- war jam song, the three Beasties on guitar, bass and drums, all loose and funky. This is the studio version as found on 1994's seminal Ill Communication.

Something's Got To Give


Saturday, 14 March 2026

Oblique Saturdays

A series for Saturdays in 2026 inspired by Brian Eno and Peter Schmidt's set of cards, Oblique Strategies (Over One Hundred Worthwhile Dilemmas). Eno and Schmidt created them to be used to unblock creative impasses and approach problems from unexpected angles. Each week I'll turn over an Oblique Strategy card and post a song or songs inspired by the suggestion. 

Last week's card said this- Put in earplugs.

I went with My Bloody Valentine and Bob Mould, both of whom play really loud and earplugs are probably recommended. They hand them out to people entering My Bloody Valentine gigs. Jase and Darren both agreed about MBV. Walter said Motorhead made him wish he'd worn earplugs and Chris saw Pixies and compared it to the CIA blasting Noriega out of his complex with extreme volume. 

Drazil went for a more considered approach and the idea that if you put earplugs in and then listen to music (or make it as Eno intended) then you start to feel the music around you- vibrations, muffled bass, texture. This made him think of Burial and the track In McDonalds

This week's card is this... Disconnect from desire

In 1997 Italian artist Gala released Freed From Desire, a Eurodance single that was a hit across Europe. How far it is actually about being freed from desire I don't know- the lyrics are about Gala's love interest, who's 'got no money, he's got his strong beliefs' and how other people just want more and more but 'freedom and love/ that's what he's looking for/ freed from desire/ mind and senses purified'. 


Free From Desire has since become attached to football matches, firstly from fans of various clubs including Bohemian FC of Dublin, Stevenage, Bristol City, Wigan Athletic and the Northern Ireland national side.

Being free from desire is a state I'd associate with those who enter monastic orders, Buddhists, people who renounce worldly pleasures in search of a higher level of being. Desire would equate with sex and lust, the longing for material goods, wealth, status and some of those deadly sins- lust, avarice, envy, gluttony. People who choose to disconnect from desire would presumably disconnect from music too- the purchasing of music in a physical form can't be compatible with being disconnected from desire, although I can imagine some music/ sound being useful for assisting in meditation. Gong baths and sound therapy are currently very popular and probably happening in a hall somewhere nearby. 

Adam Yauch (MCA) of the Beastie Boys embraced Buddhism and on 1994 recorded Bodhisatva Vow, marking the New York threesome entering a more gentle and wiser state- 'As I develop the wakening mind/ I praise the Buddhas as they shine'. 


On Bodhisatva Vow MCA's spiritual growth concludes thus...

'For the rest of my lifetimes and even beyond I vow to do my best, to do no harm And in times of doubt, I can think on the Dharma And the Enlightened Ones who've graduated Samsar'

Which is some distance from fight for your right to party. On 1998's Instant Death MCA reflects on the death of a friend to a drug overdose and of his mother and hopes for something else- the musical box/ toy piano melody and soft acoustic guitar backing with whispered vocals make this possibly the most affecting Beastie Boys song.

Instant Death

I've been listening to Scritti Politti a lot this week, after the forty minute Green Gartside mix I did last Sunday. Early Scritti and Green had desire on their minds a lot. Some aspects of early 80s post- punk was anti- commercial, anti- consumerist, anti- sexist, anti- advertising. Being anti- desire fitted in to that somewhere, rejecting the products that capitalism wanted to sell you, using sex to sell to sell cars and lipsticks, lager and cigarettes.

In 1981 Scritti Politti released The 'Sweetest Girl' with its B- side Lions After Slumber. The title comes from a line by Percy Bysshe Shelley, written in 1819 after the Peterloo Massacre which suggests the song is about revolution but the majority of the lyric is a list of desires and needs- diplomacy, security, hope and ice cream in the first line alone. Lions After Slumber was re- recorded for the 1981 album Songs To Remember, Green's loves and desires over a funk bassline and bright early 80s synth pop.

Lions After Slumber

A year later Green returned to love and desire on the song Jacques Derrida. Green said the song was inspired by the French poststructuralist philosopher and about 'It's about how powerful and contradictory the politics of desire are. About being torn between all things glamorous and reactionary and all things glamorous and leftist. Then in the rap it dispenses with both in favour of desire'. The song, lighter than air and catchy as flu, is a total joy and in no way disconnected from desire. 'Desire', Green sings, 'is so voracious/ I wanna eat your nation state'

Jacques Derrida

And that's all I've got on this one for the moment. Feel free to make your own Disconnected from desire suggestions in the comment box. 



Thursday, 2 October 2025

One Of These Things First


Another guest post from Spencer and a swerve in direction from the Balearic pop of Bruce Hornsby two weeks ago. Spencer's offering today is from a Canadian label and a Brazilian/ Canadian artist, Joao Leao covering Nick Drake.  

Spencer says...

'One of these things' is Joao Leao's lo-fi bossa take on Drake's dreamy next world poem. In many ways, his cover remains faithful to the original while still being quiet, measured and full of sorrowful yearning, but there's something else there too. The gently patted bossa box produces a beat that represents a kind of stealthy resilience. A defiant heart refusing to stop in the face of much provocation. As you listen you can hear the weariness but, there's wisdom too and that's what makes this one special'.

One of These Things First (Undui) is at Bandcamp, one side of a 7" single out on Toronto label Local Dish.

The collision of cultures going on here- late 60s English folk coupled with Brazilian bossa nova and released by a Canadian label dedicated to putting out 'eclectic analog recordings by local artists'- is exactly the sort of thing that we need more of- and that the internet is great for if you know where to look or have people pointing you in the right direction. Niche. Lo fi. Small scale. No borders.

Nick Drake's original is a thing of beauty too, a song from 1971's Bryter Later. The lyrics offer up all kinds of things, some real and some whimsical, that Nick could have been- a sailor, a cook, your pillar, your door, simple as a kettle, steady as a rock. In the end, he concludes he could and should have been one of these things first. Possibilities and missed chances. Regrets.

One Of These Things First

Spencer followed up his Joao Leao post with this from the same label...

'This one from the same label is just pure Balearic collage-pop joy. I can just imagine it being 'pick of the week' on the left field page in Jockey Slut back in the day...'

Encontro de Seca com Chuva by Nikitta (the track title translates as 'drought meets rain' according to my search engine). Listen to it here.

To my ears it also sounds like the sort of thing the Beastie Boys would have released on Grand Royal back in the 90s. The label hosted records by Luscious Jackson, Atari Teenage Riot, Money Mark and the Josephine Wiggs Experience and At The Drive In among others. Grand Royal was also a magazine, a goldmine of references, recommends and articles, from Ramen to Lee Scratch Perry, George Clinton to Evel Knievel, Viv Albertine and the mullet. The Beastie Boys were the kings of mid- 90s pop culture.




Wednesday, 25 June 2025

It Says Yes

Jezebell's album Jezebellearic Beats Vol. 1 was one of 2023's highlights, an irreverent, illicit, dancefloor oriented twenty track adventure, Darren and Jesse freewheeling through their record collections and making new music from old, a collection of edits, remixes and their own productions that took in Alfredo, Talking Heads, Max Berlins, Julian Cope and D:Ream among others but was also very much its own thing- Jezebell. Apart from anything else, it was all huge fun.  

Now they're back with Jezebellearic Beats Vol. 2, released on 11th July. There's a new track at Bandcamp, Geo Metric a taster of what's to come. Geo Metric is a low slung, sleazy delight, throbbing with nightlife and basement parties- when the drums kick in at one minute thirty it spins. Like of much of the rest of Jezebellearic Beats Vol. 2, Geo Metric is long, over seven minutes, the track given space and time to unwind, the rhythms twisting round and round, bumping and grinding. 

Just as on Vol. 1, Vol. 2 has twenty tracks. Some of them have been released before- if you've followed Jezebell you'll already know their remix of Warriors Of The Dystotheque's Fitzroy Avenue, Joe Duggan's Northern Irish accent spun out over Jezebell's electronics. You'll have heard their beautifully cosmic remixes of Pandit Pam Pam and Andrys y Xavi, appearing on Vol 2. back to back and sounding like they were made for each other. There's new version of Dancing (Not Fighting), a riotous slice of electronic music sampling Mick Jones screaming at bouncers live on stage with The Clash from Rude Boy and my favourite track from the Trading Places EP is present too, Siouxsie showing up at 6PM with the jeepers creepers. Some of the tracks are their own work- Hung and Donkey from their double entendre Cream Tease EP, Autostrada from the sleek krauty beats of the Weekend Machines EP along with their 2023 single The Knack plus their remixes of Perry Granville and Pete Bones. 

There are new tracks too. As well as Geo Metric there is Japaneasy, a track with found sounds from Japan sitting inside its bullet train groove, percussion rattling and synths jabbing, all forward momentum. Red Black And Green is a slower take on the Jezebell sound and lit up by a stuttering synth sound, a synth doing an impression of a guitar, whoops in the background, electro and acid house bunking up. Perfect Din is built around some vocal samples, the hiss of the hi hat and a gnarly acid squiggle, the voices layered and looped- eventually jazz/ funk drums burst in and we're into new territory, Jezebellearic Afrobeat. 

Jezebell have taken their sound out to crowds since Vol. 1 came out- they've played at The Social in London, at  Pikes in Ibiza and at The Golden Lion in Todmorden. Jesse and Darren are musical sponges, soaking it all up and using it make new music and their own sound. Vol. 2 is twenty tracks long and most of the tracks are pretty long. It's a big piece of work. It can be taken track by track but works really well as a whole- one of the things about listening to Vol. 2 in on sitting is how well it does all work together, how their remixes, edits and own music has built into one coherent body of sound- insistent rhythms, nagging synth sounds, plenty of percussion, a sampledelic delight. 

Where Vol. 2 really excels though is at the beginning and the end,  a pair of tracks that bookend the album and sound like future Jezebell classics. The first, the album's opener, is Movimento Lento, a slow motion way into the Jezebell world, a sleazy drum track that feels like it's come from Serge Gainsbourg's apartment, the faint lick of wah wah guitar, a sleepy vocal sample, 'this is the greatest gift you're giving to yourself', and then some Beastie Boys, the stoned backing vocal refrain from 1992's Something's Got To Give... and heading back to that song via it's video, stealth bombers taking off and B- 52's dropping bombs on Vietnam, it does seem like we're stuck in a never ending loop. Movimento Lento is, as the kids say, a vibe.

Nineteen tracks later and Jezebellearic Beats Vol. 2 finishes with Turn It Yes. Electronic drums blip in and a echo laden voice emerges, 'language has the power to alter our perceptions...' The synths ripple, the sequencers sync and, 'the word is yes'. Uptempo and unashamedly optimistic, the topline wriggles around messing with the synapses, the drums kick on and then Yoko Ono appears, talking about her conceptual artwork from The Indica Gallery in 1966, a ceiling painting, a ladder, a magnifying glass and a single word... Yes. It was famously an exhibition attended by John Lennon. he climbed the ladder and found the word and the pair were introduced as a result of that. Turn It Yes is all of that and more, the synths building like chiming indie- dance guitars, the drums kicking on and on and the two voices coming together, everything gliding on for the final few minutes before coming to an end, and again, that word... Yes. 

Pre- order Jezebellearic Beats Vol. 2 here. You'd be daft not to- it's going to be a big part of the soundtrack to summer 2025. 

Saturday, 28 January 2023

Saturday Live

Back in 1994 the Beastie Boys were not merely a three headed, six legged rap group- on the back of two groundbreaking albums (Paul's Boutique and Check Your head, 1989 and 1992 respectively), they  they were a cross cultural, genre hopping phenomenon, three men who knew exactly what time it was and exactly where it was at. Their 1994 album Ill Communication drew not just from rap and hip hop culture (though of course it did do that in spades) but also from soul, funk and punk, fusing samples with live instruments, with increasingly ingenious three way rhymes and a live band that included Money Mark and Eric Bob and guests like Q- Tip and Biz Markie. Ill Communication and the Boys' magazine Grand Royale presented a hermetic world of Beastie Boy influences and likes, that was both hilarious nonsense and totally serious. Grand Royale, running for only six issues in the 90s, had articles on Lee Scratch Perry, ramen (obscure stuff in apre- Wagamamas UK), martial arts, Moog synths, skateboarding and guest articles such as Thurston Moore on atonal jazz. It came with free gifts including iron on transfers and build your own card bass jeeps. The multitudes of rhymes and lyrics on Ill Communication are head- spinningly brilliant; the opening song Sure Shot alone has references to Dr John and Mr Zu Zu, Lee Dorsey, the Pelham 1 2 3 , Kojak, John Woo, Rod Carew, Lee Perry and Vaughn Bode and an apology for the way they behaved in their earlier incarnation- 'the disrespect to women has got to be through', MCA raps towards the end. Musically, Sure Shot is built around a flute sample from a jazz flute album. In 1994, the Beastie Boys, were the best band in the world. 

In the same year they arrived in the UK for some gigs and played a secret show in the basement of Slam City Skates, Neal's Yard, Covent Garden. Slam City was one of those places we'd make sure we visited on trips to London, on the looking for X- Large t- shirts, trainers and records (rather than actual skateboards although I had friends who were skaters back then). Slam City had skateboard clothing and gear upstairs, records in the basement (memory suggests this was a branch of Rough Trade). The footage here is the Beastie Boys, in full live set up mode with drums, percussion, keys, guitars and amps, crammed into the basement of Slam City Skates, playing a blistering thirty minutes secret gig.

Starting out with some of their typically stoned 70s instrumental funk, the cameraman losing the visuals for a while (and the sound quality isn't brilliant but it was an audience handheld camcorder in 1994, so maybe we shouldn't be too picky), Eric Bobo on congas while MCA, Ad-Rock and Mike D kick up a storm. It's very close knit, straight out of the rehearsal room stuff, loose and groovy. At fifteen minutes Ad- Rock swaps guitars and moves to the mic, his back to the audience and they blast into Sabotage. Mike D moves from drums to the mic next for Egg Raid On Mofo and Tough Guy and then the three Beasties begin trading rhymes, squeezed in next to each other and finishing with the amped up, slow jam hip hop of Root Down, dropping science and playing the funky shit. 

Root Down


Tuesday, 10 January 2023

Boatface

Duncan Gray's never ending supply of high quality chug continues into 2023 with the release of Boatface on Tici Taci. Gorgeous, slip sliding, 100 BPM chug with some tension inside that sinuous groove.  

There are two tasty remixes. The Long Champs remix is an insistent, slinky, robotic thumper, likely to wear the carpet out in the corners at house parties. Dark repetitive fun. 

The Bedford Falls Players remix, the longest of the three at seven minutes twelve seconds, is a peach. What starts out as a long drawn out intro teases for ages, all the way through, the acid squiggle borrowed from certain New York three piece rap groups while vocal samples talking about flying objects coming from the stars pop up.

Edit: vocal sample is Buzz Aldrin, being interviewed about being on the moon. 

Sunday, 19 June 2022

Forty Minutes Of The Beastie Boys

It's easy to forget sometimes that the best and most influential band of the 90s weren't one of your Britpop suspects, not one of the grunge bands either or the millennial tension bands (Radiohead et al) but a trio from New York who started out as a punk band, found global fame as snotty cartoon rappers and then retreated, regrouped and made a run of albums that easily knock the crown off the heads of any of those implied above. From 1989's Paul's Boutique to Check Your Head in '92 and then Ill Communication (1994) and 1998's Hello Nasty, the Beastie Boys were a threeway rap/ punk machine, sampling liberally from their extensive record collections and firing off lyrics that were frequently brilliant, memorable and hilarious. 

Their cultural reach was enormous- old school trainers and tracksuit tops, 70s clothes, videos recreating 70s cop shows and sci fi/ disaster movies, the Grand Royale magazine (credited with the first recorded use of the word mullet to describe the haircut that despoiled the 80s and has become mystifyingly popular recently. It also published a wide ranging but very niche series of articles- from Bruce Lee and Lee Scratch Perry to ramen), human rights for the people of Tibet. They headlined Lollapalooza, toured arenas (with Mixmaster Mike and Money Mark on turntables and keys respectively) and could make an arena show feel like a both a gig and an event. They peppered their songs with arcane references and tips of the hat. Sure Shot, one of their finest moments, is built around a flute sample (from Jeremy Steig) and drops the names of Dr. John, Lee Dorsey, the Pelham 123, Kojak, John Woo, Rod Carew, Lee Perry and Vaughn Bode as well as apologising for their younger sexist selves and calling for an end to the disrespect of women. They were colossal, hugely influential and when Adam Yauch (MCA) died from cancer in 2012 it was the end of an era. Mike D and Ad- Rock called it a day, retiring the Beastie Boys name

This is just a sampling of some my favourite Beastie Boys songs, plenty of witty, amped up, danceable hip hop, some stoned funk rock, some wonky reggae and three blasts of punk rock. As the man in Root Down says, 'Oh my god, that's the funky shit!'

Forty Minutes Of The Beastie Boys

  • Sure Shot
  • Johnny Ryall
  • Egg Man
  • Super Disco Breakin'
  • Root Down
  • Something's Got To Give
  • Looking Down The Barrell Of A Gun
  • Dr Lee, PhD
  • Mullethead
  • Sabotage
  • Time For Livin'
  • Intergalactic 

Friday, 11 December 2020

Check The Cool Wax

There's nothing like a blast of the Beastie Boys to freshen your day and set your head in the right direction, pick almost anything from any of their albums from 1989's Paul's Boutique through to 1998's Hello Nasty. Like this one...

Johnny Ryall

Johnny Ryall was a homeless man that Mike D used to pass every day when he lived in New York in the mid- to- late 80s. Mike D would as the song states often give him 'fifty cents to buy some soup'. Johnny used to regale people with tales of being a rockabilly star in Memphis in the dim and distant past, with Boots on bass and Checkers on drums, and claimed that he wrote Blue Suede Shoes. Mike, Adam and Adam's wordplay, trading lines in their nasal NY voices is a joy, sounding easy but the writing and the timing must have taken hours of practice. Paul's Boutique is famously made up of hundreds of samples (before anyone really got to grips with sample law) but the lyrics are similarly stitched together from the panoply of Beastie Boys references- Johnny Ryall mentions mayor of New York Ed Koch, Gucci, the Bowery, Maggie's Farm, Puma trainers, Thunderbird (cheap, fortified wine), Louis Vuitton, Wonder Bread, Helter Skelter (the song by The Beatles), the various rockabilly and Elvis nods mentioned before and the currently about- to- depart President of the United Sates Of America. 

'Donald Trump and Donald Tramp living in the men's shelter
Wonder Bread bag shoes and singing "Helter Skelter"
He asks for a dollar you know what it's for
Man, bottle after bottle he'll always need more
He's no less important than you working class stiffs
He drinks a lot of liquor but he don't drink piss
He paid his dues playing the blues
He claims that he wrote the Blue Suede Shoes
Elvis shaved his head when he went into the army
That's right y'all his name is Johnny
Kick it
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall'

The music is similarly dizzying in its samples and sources. Out in LA the Beastie trio hooked up with production duo The Dust Brothers who had constructed loads of instrumentals by sampling and plundering their record collections. They thought the tracks were too dense for anyone to add vocals too but MCA, AD- rock and Mike D found the space. The rhythm track is borrowed from Sharon, a 1972 song by David Bromberg, while Pink Floyd, Paul McCartney, Donny Hathaway, DJ Grand Wizard Theodore and insertion of the vocal line from Mr Big Stuff  by Jean Knight still raises a smile and a shake of the head thirty one years later. 

Wednesday, 8 July 2020

Life Comes In Phases Take The Good With The Bad


Back in the mid- 90s when the Beastie Boys were the best band in the world they release a run of albums- Check Your Head, Ill Communication, Hello Nasty- that were effortlessly brilliant. Mixing rap, funk, punk, dub, scratching and sampling with live instruments, adding Money Mark on keys and their own particular, cockeyed worldview- anything from science fiction films, late 60s/ early 70s fashions, golf visors, ramen, the mullet hairstyle, Lee Perry- they had a golden streak where it seemed like everything they did was a brilliant idea and that you were in on the joke even if you only got 25% of the references. Anyone else from the same period that could be considered for the 'best band in the world' title had nothing on the Beastie Boys.

Their golden phase was heralded in 1989 by the album they made when they took themselves away from Def Jam and off to Los Angeles and re- thought everything they did. Hooking up with the Dust Brothers (the real Dust Brothers) they rented a villa with a pool and the owners wardrobes, stuffed full of 70s clothing, and made Paul's Boutique. This album showed they were not the one- joke frat boys of Licensed To Ill and that they were not going to be one hit wonders. Paul's Boutique is a rich, complex- but- simple, layered record, samples from one hundred and five different records sprinkled over backing tracks The Dust Brothers had already created. On top of this multi- coloured, vibrant album where songs are constructed with split second timing, the three Beasties placed their three way rhymes, adding another layer to an already dense record. Not that it sounds too dense, it's all done with amazing beats, a sense of humour, innovation and a lightness of touch that draw you in from the moment the needle finds the groove (and this is very much an album that should be listened to on vinyl).

Looking Down The Barrel Of A Gun is one of the most straight ahead songs on  Paul's Boutique, a dusty rock drum beat (borrowed from Michael Viner's Incredible Bongo Band and their song Last Bongo In Belgium) rumbles away for a couple bars before the heavy guitar riff comes in, sounding like it's on a turntable that is slowing down, and then the Beasties and their whining NYC rapping and smothered in echo describing the stupidity of violence...

'Rolling down the hill snowball getting bigger
An explosion in the chamber the hammer from the trigger...'

There's a Pink Floyd sample in there, the piano chord from Time, clanging away. The super heavy Black Sabbath rock vibes continue through til the tension snaps at one minute fifty...

'Looking down the barrel of a gun
Son of a gun son of a bitch
Getting paid getting rich'

A pause, then the drums beat doubles and a guitar chord crashes in- both stolen from Mississippi Queen by Mountain- and the second half gets underway. Rambo, Bruce Willis, Son Of Sam and Clockwork Orange get name checked and the crunching riff and rolling drums carry us through...

'You’re a headless chicken chasin’ a sucker freebasing
Looking for a fist to put your face in
Get hip don’t slip knuckle heads
Racism is schism on the serious tip'

The vocals finish at that point but there's still a seriously deranged guitar riff to deal with, circling down the plughole, before the drum beat comes to dead stop.


Looking Down The Barrel Of A Gun

Friday, 25 January 2019

Remote Control




Two different songs with the same name.

In 1977 The Clash's debut album came out. It opened with the jerky, amphetamine rush of Janie Jones and was followed by Remote Control, a Mick Jones song written in response to the Anarchy Tour. Over a crunching, sped up Kinks style riff Mick complains about civic hall's bureaucrats, grey London town, the police in the panda car, pubs closing at 11pm, big business, being poor, money men in Mayfair, parliament and people who want to turn you into a robot. All good punk stuff. Unfortunately the song became unmentionable when CBS released it as a single without their consent, which for Strummer, Jones and Simonon symbolised everything they stood against. In a way through it all worked out well- Mick went away and wrote Complete Control, one of their finest moments, which opened with the lines 'They said 'release Remote Control', but we didn't want it on the label'. In truth Remote Control isn't by any means a bad song and Mick says they always liked it, they just couldn't play it on ideological grounds.

Remote Control

Back to the band I started the week with for the second Remote Control. In 1998 The Beastie Boys released their fifth album, Hello Nasty, a twenty song tour de force that Adam Horowitz reckons is their best album. The third song is Remote Control, kicking off with a super catchy riff and Mike D leading on the mic, finding links between satellite dishes, videos games, chain reactions, diamonds from coal, rainy days, Don King and 'cameras on Mars on space patrol, controlled on Earth by remote control'.

Remote Control

The two bands are linked by Sean Carasov, known to the Beastie Boys as The Captain. Sean started off as part of The Clash's entourage, selling t-shirts on tour and working his way up to become tour manager Kosmo Vinyl's right hand man. He's also in Joe Strummer's Hell W10 silent film. Sean moved to the USA and became part of the Beastie Boys' circle, eventually becoming their tour manager in the Def Jam days. Later he became an A&R man and signed A Tribe Called Quest to Jive Records. Mike D and Adam H both write fondly about Carasov but also the feeling he left something heavy behind him and the issues he had with alcohol. Sadly Sean took his own life in 2010.


Monday, 21 January 2019

Something's Got To Give


I've had a lot of Beastie Boys going on in January- the book, a 550 page joy, was the starting point. I've gorged on 1989's Paul's Boutique, the sampledelic album recorded in Los Angeles with the Dust Brothers, Yauch, Diamond and Horowitz on the run from their Fight For Your Right To Party days and Def Jam. I've played 1992's Check Your Head and 1998's Hello Nasty in the car to and from work. Ill Communication (which I think may be their best, just pipping Paul's Boutique). The 1999 double cd anthology The Sound Of Science, a round up of hits, singles, B-sides and unreleased songs. A double DVD with allmnner of videosa nd experts that someone bought me back in the early 2000s. I've begun thinking about an Imaginary Compilation Album for The Vinyl Villain's long running series. It's been Beastie-tastic.

In 1992 they moved into a property in the then unfashionable Atwater Village and built a studio/offices/live rehearsal space/basketball court they called G-Son (after what was left on the sign on the front of the building after some of the letters had fallen off). It was accessed up this flight of stairs...

Having started out as a punk/hardcore band the Beastie Boys set up their guitars, drums and bass and set about making an album with live instruments rather than samples. Joined by producer Mario C they spent 1991 making what would become Check Your Head, a twenty track soup of hip hop, funk, punk, soul and rock that laid out the template for much of what would make the 1990s. Half way through the record comes this laid back piece of space rock, led by some killer MCA fuzz bass, a rotating Leslie speaker on the vox and a lot of echo, a plea for tolerance and understanding.

Something's Got To Give

'I wish for peace between the races
Someday we shall all be one
Why fight yourself?
This one's called Rectify
There's something coming to the surface
There's fire all around
But this is all illusion
I've seen better days than this one
I've seen better nights than this one
Tension is rebuilding
Something's got to give
Something's got to give
Someday, we shall all be one
Jesus Christ, we're nice'

Friday, 28 December 2018

Rising


This bit between Christmas and New Year is actually the best bit of the festive season, not quite sure exactly what day it is or what you're supposed to be doing. Into this blur of overdoing it and the general fug that surrounds us I'm going to chuck these random pieces of pop culture. The picture above shows Kirk Douglas, a Christmas film kind of bloke if ever there was one (The Vikings, Paths Of Glory, Spartacus) relaxing in his mid-century modern style home. Kirk recently turned 102 years old.

One of the best presents I got this Christmas was Beastie Boys Book, a book by the two surviving Beastie Boys and their associates that is no ordinary rock autobiography and all the better for it. In one chapter Ad Rock describes his Toyota Corolla and the mixtape that sound-tracked that period of his life in the early 90s. Ad Rock says that The Humpty Dance by Digital Underground is the greatest record since the invention of recorded sound (or something similar) and let's be fair, it is a classic golden age of hip-hop, crossover dance hit. Based around a Sly and The Family Stone drum sample rapper Humpty Hump (rapper Shock G's alter ego) brags about his amazing sexual prowess, attained despite his comical appearance, the boring uniformity of other rappers and the Humpty Dance, a loose, anything goes, just-get-down-and-do-it kind of dance as opposed to the drill formation dancing of MC Hammer. Sure, there may be aspects of the song that are a little dated but we could all do with a little bit of doing the humpty hump...



Two apologies- I don't have an mp3 of The Humpty Dance at the moment so it's video only and also the video is TV friendly so bleeps out the profanities.

Tim Burgess is a good Twitter follow and always seems like a really nice bloke. He recently tweeted this clip, The Charlatans in October 1990 at an amphitheatre somewhere on the West Coast of the USA playing their debut single Indian Rope- loose limbed, organ led garage shuffle. There's a really nice breakdown section in this live version...



Indian Rope is a fine song, a sign that from the start this group were not bandwagoneers at all and had a winning way with a tune.

Indian Rope

Lastly, for no reason other than it needed to go somewhere and this post is as good a palce as any, here is Robert Palmer, live at San Diego State University in 1987, the man from Addicted To Love and Some Guys Have All The Luck, covering Husker Du's New day Rising, the righteous blast of hardcore punk that opened the album of the same name.



Have a moment to let that sink in. And here's Bob, Grant and Greg cleaning your ears out back in 1985.

New Day Rising




Tuesday, 23 October 2018

Now That's A Record Buddy


In 1995 lots of bands made claims about being The Best Band In The World. After the more self contained, internal world of 80s indie, it became a sign of ambition and achieving best or biggest status was something all groups should strive for. But all those groups who said such things were all wrong because The Best Band In The World in the mid 1990s was actually Beastie Boys. This track from their 1994 double album Ill Communication is Exhibit A. Made up solely of a few samples (a killer bassline, drums, the crackle of vinyl, some organ from Jimmy Smith's live album of the same name as the song and some deeply funky wah-wah guitar) over which Ad Rock, Mike D and MCA spit out lines and rhymes, coming together for the chorus. Two of the standout lines here are Ad Rock's 'everybody know when I be dropping science' line and later on the sudden stop that leads into 'oh my God, that's the funky shit!' They make it sound like anyone could do this but that's clearly not true. They also make it seem like fun- serious but also fun.

Root Down

The Beastie Boys make double the amount of sense when you have the visuals to go with the music.



There's a book coming out shortly called Beastie Boys Book, co-written by Ad Rock and Mike D with contributions from many of their friends and collaborators, and by the sounds of it it will not be your standard rock biography. During the 90s they expanded into clothing (X-Large), magazine publishing (Grand Royal), owning a record label (also Grand Royal), toured at length and also headlined Lollapalooza, put together a massive fundraising concert for human rights in Tibet, made some of the best pop videos ever (Sabotage and Intergalactic for two) as well as no less than 4 vital hip hop albums- Paul's Boutique, Check Your Head, Ill Communication and Hello Nasty.

Tuesday, 12 July 2016

Fight The Power


Dreadzone's 1993 single Fight The Power was a timely piece of protest against the Criminal Justice Bill. It's peppered with sampled speech, a vocal snatch borrowed from the Beastie Boys too, a pumping keyboard riff and bouncing bassline and it doesn't sound any less relevant today- it's just the specific target has changed. Amusingly the person who added the captions for MTV had them down as Deadzone.



Fight The Power '95

Sunday, 6 December 2015

Well I Got A Little Story To Tell About A Hairstyle That's A Way Of Life


Various people and happenings from the early to mid-90s have happily re-emerged into my life in recent days via social media. And I found myself singing this. Circa 1994 the Beastie Boys were a cultural colossus- music, clothes, magazines, record label. This B-side is an immense slab of punk rock celebrating the most derided haircut of all time and name checking its celebrity wearers.

Mullethead

Sunday, 11 May 2014

I Like My Sugar With Coffee And Cream



There used to be a Bank Holiday festival in Manchester called D Percussion, largely free, based around bars and other venues in the Castlefield and Deansgate area. I remember seeing A Certain Ratio in the Castlefield basin and maybe 808 State too. A different year we saw Vini Reilly playing in Atlas. But mainly it was dj sets and hanging around outside bars (on the occasions we got some sunshine). D Percussion started in 1997 as a response to the IRA bomb that blew the city centre apart the previous summer and ran through to 2007. It folded largely because it was, for the first eight years, free. One year, mid-afternoon, a large-ish number of people milling around and whoever it was playing records stuck on Intergalactic- the effect was a bit like one of those viral flash mob videos you see on the internet. Almost everyone started bobbing a bit, mouthing the words, singing/rapping along. The Beastie Boys made a real impact with people and by the time of Intergalactic and Hello Nasty (1998) they were for a while pretty much in charge of left of centre pop culture. Paul's Boutique, Check Your Head and Ill Communication may all have stronger claims to be their best album but their threeway wordplay was never better or funnier than on this song. And the video is a hoot.

Friday, 13 December 2013

Deep Shag


Last week we had Parquet Courts and parquet floors. Drew left a comment about missing a good deep shag pile carpet during the winter months. Which led to Dirk leaving a related comment and deep shags and rugs and me pondering other possible songs about flooring. And then driving to or from work this week I remembered Luscious Jackson and their song Deep Shag.

Luscious Jackson were the first signing to The Beastie Boys' Grand Royal label. Deep Shag is the only record of theirs that I own. I don't know why I own this one and not any others because despite not having listened to it since 1994 or thereabouts I still quite like it. There are 70s funk and soul vibes, with 90s beats and scratching, and a cool laid back vocal about deep shag. Seeing as shag doesn't have the connotations in the US it has here, I'm assuming it is indeed a song about carpet.

Deep Shag

And now sitting here typing this I have recalled Stereolab's The Noise Of Carpet, a short lived Weatherall project called Lino Squares and Weller's From The Floorboards Up too. This series could run and run.

Wednesday, 27 April 2011

Beastly Brothers



Posting the Beastie Boys' Egg Man the other day led me to dig out Hello Nasty, the follow up to their crossover Ill Communication album. Hello Nasty has got plenty of the 'three men shouting funny stuff over a funky break with a clever sample' thing that they do so well (Super Disco Breakin', Intergalactic) but it also shows them spreading their wings- there's some loungecore, the beautiful ballad I Don't Know, the spooky and minimal Instant Death and this track- Dr. Lee PhD. Recorded with Lee 'Scratch' Perry it's a lo-fi, low key, shuffly, dubby, reggae tune- just a drumbeat, some organ, some funny noises and a load of Lee Perry's profound nonsense lyrics, which finish with 'it's the beastly brothers, and the beastly boys, with their beastly toys'. It's a groovy, addictive little track. I also realised that this record was released in July 1998, the long summer before the birth of our first child and listening to it, the album seemed like a glimpse into a former life.

21 Dr. Lee, PhD.mp3#2#2