Showing posts with label Frankie Valli. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frankie Valli. Show all posts

Sunday, 19 January 2025

Snapshots #379 - A Top Twelve Songs About Different Times Of The Day


What's your favourite time of day?

Whatever your answer, we've got a song for it...


12. Make a liar out of a graduate director.

The director of The Graduate was Mike Nichols. He didn't direct Billy Liar.

Billy Nicholls - Daytime Girl 

11. Baseball playing nun.

Swing Out Sister - Twilight World

10. Join the Anti-RAF ranks and fight for a less confused world!

"Anti-RAF ranks" was an obvious anagram...

Frank Sinatra - In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning

9. Carpenter bonds with fifth. 

Karen Carpenter meets the 5th Bond... Timothy Dalton. (For those of you who thought Dalton was the fourth Bond... you forgot David Niven.)

Karen Dalton - In The Evening (It's So Hard To Tell Who's Going To Love You The Best)

8. Leaders of the Funky Bunch split up.

Markey Mark was the leader of the Funky Bunch. I'm sure you knew that.

The Mar-Keys - About Noon

Or you could have had...

The Mar-Keys - Last Night

7. A hunting rifle.

Flintlock - Dawn

6.  Majors, Frank, Los Angeles, one laugh, three quarters of a vase.

Damn hard to come up with a clue for her, but... Lee (Majors), Anne (Frank), LA, HA!, Vas-.

Lianne La Havas - Midnight

5. Visit the Taylor & Womack Cleansing Spa.


Let James (Taylor) and Bobby (Womack) Purify you...

James & Bobby Purify - Morning Glory

4. 5c change.

You'll be wanting a nickel back.

Nickelback - This Afternoon

3. Nirvana play one's opus.

Nirvana is heaven. Our #1 act today sang Opus 17.

 Heaven 17 - Sunset Now

2. Throwaway storytelling.

Pulp fiction...

Pulp - Sunrise

1. Artichokes, tomatoes and basil, mushrooms, ham and olives.

All the ingredients of a quattro stagioni... or a four seasons pizza.

I would have allowed...

Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons - Dawn

But the real #1 answer is this...

Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons - The Night 


More Snapshots next Saturday... from 8.30 in the morning.


Friday, 5 April 2024

Guest Post Friday: Live From Dubai

Jim from Dubai has been a regular visitor to this blog for some years now. I've always welcomed his comments, and the fact that he boosted my international readership beyond Portugal and the USA. Recently, Jim was one of a few people who helped me track down a copy of the song Obvious by Dean Owens' band Smile for the biggest edition of Namesakes to date. As part of our ensuing conversation, I asked him if he fancied a guest post, wondering if he might tell us a little more about the life of British music fan in Dubai. Well, Jim delivered, and I'm privileged to offer his guest post below, along with a selection of tunes of his choice...


Checking in on blogs like yours, The Vinyl Villain, and another few have kept me interested in music during my time in Dubai.

Before I moved here I grew up in Glasgow and used to go to regular gigs and was always listening to and buying music, but since I moved here in 2000, you can probably guess, the music scene here is very poor. 

To be honest, I was always a bit of a homeboy, I loved Glasgow and the music scene back in the late 90s / early 2000s and it never crossed my mind I would work in another country. Then right out the blue one of my colleagues who I had worked with who had moved to Dubai with the same company called me to ask if I fancied a move to Dubai. Back then Dubai was not the metropolis it is now, I had hardly heard of it. I was single at the time and spoke to my family and friends and everyone said to me I may regret it in the future if I didn't take this chance so I gave it a go and almost 24 years later I am still here. I am now 30 years with the company, a large US communications company who supply cables and communications products for data centres and stuff like that.

One of my reservations for leaving to come to Dubai was I would miss the music scene, hearing music, and buying records. Remember, back then there wasn't YouTube, streaming or accessible music to listen to, so I knew I was giving that up.

Unfortunately, the music scene in Dubai at the moment is pretty poor. There are no regular decent music nights and not really any bars that play good music (well, music that I like anyway). There are some really great bars and there are new bars opening nearly every week, however most of them play a similar type of music which is generally bland dance / DJ type music, R&B, Hip Hop. Many will have bands that play regular overplayed rock music... also the cost of a beer is generally between £10-£13!!

During the 24 years I have been here, there have been some great music nights and I have met some folks who have a similar taste in music so there are some of us here.

When I first arrived in Dubai, I didn't really know anyone and I was staying in a hotel for the first few weeks. I was not one for going out to a bar by myself but when you are in a new country and it is the weekend you either stay in or you make the effort and go out for a few beers. Luckily, the first year or so I was here, there was a pop music quiz in one of the bars and one thing I love is a music quiz.
I went by myself and stood at the bar. There were a lot of teams, mainly British folks, but even though I missed the first round as I got delayed and arrived a bit late, I still won the quiz. I went back again the next week, again stood at the bar by myself and again won the quiz. When I went back the third week, a couple of lads came up and spoke to me, British lads who liked their music, and I ended up joining their team. One of the lads, Steve, is still my best mate in Dubai and another real music obsessive. He is still in Dubai. We have been to many gigs here over the years and we still burn CDs to each other with whatever music we have been listening to. I remember one time, we were all up at Steve's house before going into town, and he played this. I had never heard of The Strokes at this time, but I loved this song and it started my love of all things Strokes.


Myself, Steve and another lad, Calum, liked our quizzes and our music, we quickly found that we all had a love of The Associates and the song Party Fears Two, so when we went to other quizzes as the 3 of us, our quiz team name became Party Fears 3, and 24 years later I still use that name for any quiz nights we go to. If there are 4 of us, we are Party Fears 4; 5, Party Fears 5, etc. Everyone here just knows us as Party Fears, but almost no ones knows the meaning of it.


The first big music night here that really appealed to me was an Indie night that ran for about 5 years from about 2003 to 2008. It was called Twisted Melons and was the last Friday of the month. It started with about a dozen people, but once it got running there were normally over 100 people there. Great night, great music, as you can probably guess, the likes of Happy Mondays, Stone Roses, New Order and the like, but the for first hour or so they played some unusual stuff we had not heard of, so this was also a good way for me to hear some decent new music. 

My favourite memory of Twisted Melons is Young Folk by Peter, Bjorn and John. I remember hearing this for the first time there and loving it. I spoke to the DJ to ask what it was and I have loved it ever since.


As Dubai is such a transient city, people come and go with their jobs and unfortunately the DJs left Dubai and Twisted Melons finished.

A few years later, in one of the small pubs in the old part of the city, one of my friends started a Northern Soul night which was great. A small pub venue with around 50 odd people all generally British folks between 40 to 60 who loved the music. I admit I was not the biggest Northern Soul fan, my wife Jude had a lot of old Kent label albums on vinyl and loved this music. I got to like it more over the years. The one song that gets me immediately on to the dance floor would be The Night by Frankie Valli.


A bit of talcum powder on the floor and everyone having a wee boogie, great while it lasted, but again the DJ moved on and that night stopped.

There was a band we used to go and watch who played one of the pubs once a month. They were called The 1990s. They played mainly Brit Poppy type music, Oasis, Kings of Leon, Kaiser Chiefs, also things like the The Kinks, Stones, the Jam and stuff. This was always a great night but due to Covid, many of the lads lost their jobs or moved on, so again it finished.

Over the past year, the Dubai Vespa and Lambretta Club have had some good music related brunches, normally on a Saturday afternoon from 12.30pm till around 5-6pm. It starts off with Northern Soul but soon moves onto late 70's / early 80's stuff like The Jam, Specials, Clash, Madness, Bad Manners and the likes, which gets the place going, then moves onto Indie / Brit pop with the likes of Oasis, Blur, Pulp, Primal Scream and stuff. Unfortunately, there were only three of these days in the past year, they really need to have more of these days / nights. There's one song that gets everyone on the dancefloor once we're all suitably lubricated...


There have been a quite a few bands who have played here over the years but these are mainly older acts such as: 

The Stranglers (without Hugh Cornwell), then Hugh Cornwell playing solo, so we have seen the Original Stranglers line up just not on the same night or stage. 

The Human League, a few times.

Madness

Bryan Ferry

The Wonderstuff

Simple Minds, a few times.

Billy Ocean

James

The Stone Roses

Suede

The Lightning Seeds

Neil Finn (doing a mixture of Crowded House and Split Enz)

80's Rewind Festivals (with the likes of ABC, Midge Ure, From The Jam, Nick Heyward, Marc Almond, Tony Hadley, Altered Images)

Ska Night (Neville Staples doing The Specials stuff, Pauline Black doing The Selector stuff and Ranking Roger doing The Beat). Jude got her photo taken with Ranking Roger. She was really heartbroken when he passed away a few years ago.


About 10 years ago they also had a mini Indie type festival called Sound City. It was over three days and we had the likes of Happy Mondays, The Farm, The Doves, Human League, Super Furry Animals  and many more.

Here in Dubai, we end up going to see bands or artists we may not have gone to see in the UK as we don't get many decent people coming here so we end up going with friends to see anyone half decent.

I met my wife Jude here in Dubai, she is from Birmingham and loves music, she grew up on a diet of Ska and the likes of The Specials, The Beat etc. back in the late 70's early 80's.

Dubai is a tough city to meet someone as it is such a transient city, around 85% of the population is expatriate and most people tend to be here for a short period of time, job permitting, so I was very lucky to meet Jude and especially as she is a big music fan too.

We got married in 2015 in the UK and went to the Indietracks festival near Derby for our honeymoon (before going to Italy), with my mate Steve and his wife Kat from Dubai, he was my best man. We went to Indietracks twice - the first time, two of my favourite Indie Pop bands, Helen Love and BIS, were playing so that was the main reason we went.

I was speaking to one of the guys on the stalls selling records and told him we came from Dubai specially to see Helen Love and BIS and he arranged for me to meet Sheena from Helen Love before they went onto the stage. She was very nice, very nervous and it was great to have a chat with her. They put on an amazing show, was one of the highlights of the weekend.


We have also been to a few places on our travels to see some bands:

Budapest, to see Placebo. Jude is a big Placebo fan, so when I saw they were touring Europe and specifically Budapest on her birthday, we went for a few days. Budapest is a great city and the Placebo gig was great. This was the highlight...


Hamburg, to see Sparks. I have always loved Sparks, the fact that Ron and Russell are still releasing albums and touring well into their 70s is incredible, I have every Sparks studio album, well over 20 of them, some hit and miss but overall a great body of work.

The thing we loved about this gig was the venue which was Mojo's.

We knew the venue was at the top of the Reeperbahn, so we went to check it out on the day we arrived, just so we knew where it was. Using Google maps, we were standing exactly where the venue should have been, but we couldn't see any sign of it. After a while we noticed what looked like a huge drain on the pavement, and it had a kind of "M" shape embossed on it, so we thought maybe it might be underground. We came back the night of the gig and right enough, the pavement had opened up and there was a stairway leading underground. We were amazed, it was a great night and one of the best venues I have been to.

As much as I love This Town Ain't Big Enough and The Number One Song in Heaven, which they played on the night, I have plumped for a song which unfortunately they did not play...


New York, to see Silversun Pickups. Jude retired last year. She is a huge Elvis fan, so I promised I would take her to Graceland once she retired. We spent two weeks in the US, a few days in New York, Memphis with Gracelands, Sun Studios and the amazing Stax Studios which we spent hours in and we finished off in New Orleans spending our nights in the various soul bars there.

While in New York, we saw that The Silversun Pickups were playing at The Webster Theatre and managed to get tickets. I only really knew a couple of their songs but we were happy to get to a gig whilst there. We have since bought their albums and really like them. The stand out track and another one of my favourite songs is Lazy Eye, from the opening riff as it builds up until it explodes, top tune.


And in August last year, we went to Bangkok to see The Strokes (and also The Bangkok Beatles, who are brilliant).

I hope there will be more in the future.

Overall, Dubai is a great, vibrant city to live in, with sunshine most days of the year. However, for five months of the year, it is too hot and humid, 40-50 degrees most days. During this period it's too humid to be outdoors, especially in the evenings.

You asked if I ever get homesick. Sometimes I do, especially missing my family and friends, but I have been here for so long now and met many good friends and that helps a lot, I have also had family and friends visit over the years. It's a nice place to visit, especially during the UK winter months.

The one thing I do miss is when I see gigs or bands advertised playing in the UK and I am out here and realize I am missing so many great nights, that's the one thing I miss.

PS: I know you said you previously worked in Radio. My minor claim to fame was back in 1997, my boss entered me for Music Brain on Radio 1. It was a music quiz by Mark Goodier that ran the whole year and I was lucky enough to win it. I was on it three times during the year and the final was just before Christmas. I was delighted to win it as I love a good music quiz. It was a kinda precursor to Pop Master I suppose, as it was a year before Pop Master started and only ran for one year. 


I can't thank Jim enough for this post. When I asked him if he fancied doing a guest post, I had no idea he'd put so much into it. I'm sure you'll agree it makes for a fascinating insight into the adventures of a British music fan abroad, with a great selection of tunes to go along with it. Thanks again, Jim - you're a star!


Tuesday, 26 March 2024

Namesakes #78: The Four Seasons


Not a lot of people know this, but when Neil Finn wrote the song Four Seasons In One Day, he was talking about the time he was visited by four different bands called the Four Seasons in one 24 hour period. I know, the title should have been Four Four Seasons In One Day, but that didn't scan as well.

I'll leave it up to you to decide which band weren't invited to Neil's gaff...

THE FOUR SEASONS #1

We start today in 1959, Pittsburgh... though this one is anything but the pits. A infectiously joyful little doo-wop story from the quartet of Bill Stammer (who doesn't stammer once), Ched Mertz, Dan McGinnis and Don Fanzo. It might be the best thing you hear today.

Apart from the next lot, obviously.

THE FOUR SEASONS #2

One year later, The Four Seasons everybody knows (surely!) formed from the ashes of a band called The Four Lovers. When they decided to change their name, they stole Four Seasons from a local bowling alley in New Jersey, having just failed an audition there. 

Lead singer Frankie Valli had been knocking around the music studios since 1953, when he recorded his debut solo single, My Mother's Eyes. The other key players were producer Bob Crewe and keyboardist Bob Gaudio, who together wrote the majority of the bands biggest hits, including Sherry and December, 1963 (Oh, What a Night) and Can't Take My Eyes Off You. Even when the hits were promoted as Frankie Valli solo recordings, these guys were usually involved. Gaudio retired from performing in 1975 but continued to write songs for Valli (and others) for the rest of his career. Bob and Bob also wrote one of the greatest pop songs ever, The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore, originally recorded by Frankie & co. 

At 89, Valli is the only original Four Season still performing - currently on an extended farewell tour called Last Encores - though he hasn't ruled out the occasional comeback once that tour is done.

The Four Seasons were responsible for many, many wonderful records, but I still think this is their finest hour...

THE FOUR SEASONS #3

Or, to give them their full name, Robert Lloyd & The New Four Seasons. I might well have skipped this bunch for that reason... had their song not been so wonderful. Also, if I'm allowing Frankie Valli &..., I can't discriminate.

Robert Lloyd was the lead singer of two punk bands - The Prefects and The Nightingales - both of whom could well feature here at a later date. This is what Bob was up to in the late 80s.

The line-up for this particular Four Seasons also one Cara Tivey, who went to the top of the charts in 1988 with some bloke called Bragg.

FOUR SEASONS #4

And now, how about some Greek Power Metal from 1999? 

You know you want to...

THE FOUR SEASONS #5

"You know what your blog really needs, Rol? More Ukrainian Polka!" said no-one ever (though I wouldn't put it past George). 

Here's some Ukrainian Polka from a record that was released in Canada, 23 years ago. Or 2001 as Arthur C. Clarke used to call it.


Which of the Four Seasons is your favourite?

Monday, 23 October 2023

Self-Help For Cynics #11: Why I Hate New Order

I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me how do I feel?
Tell me now, how do I feel?

I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me
Just how I should feel today

New Order - Blue Monday

When I was 16, I was in love with a girl called Maddie who didn’t know I existed. 

No, wait a second, there are certain parts of that sentence I need to qualify...

1. Was I in love? Do we truly know what love is at 16 years of age? Does our brain ever truly know what love is?

Foreigner - I Want To Know What Love Is

Love is an emotion we primarily link to our hearts, perhaps because our heart beats faster when we see the person we love. Except it’s only doing that because that’s what our brain told it to do.

The Neat - Hormones In Action (In My Heart)

Here’s Professor Timothy Loving from the University of Texas. Yes, that is his real name. Yes, that’s the primary reason I’m quoting him.

Part of the whole attraction process is strongly linked to physiological arousal as a whole. Typically, that's going to start with things like increased heart rate, sweatiness and so on.

Spiritualized - I Think I'm in Love

What else does the brain get up to when it thinks it’s in love?

Healthline tells us...

Simply thinking about the object of your affections is enough to trigger dopamine release, making you feel excited and eager to do whatever it takes to see them.

Then, when you actually do see them, your brain “rewards” you with more dopamine, which you experience as intense pleasure.

I could go on, but putting aside adolescent hormones and teenage notions such “being in love with love”, or as Donny put it…

Donny Osmond - Puppy Love 

…I think it’s fair to say I was getting a fair few dopamine hits whenever I saw this girl, spent time with her, or thought about her. Doesn’t sound quite so romantic, that, does it?

She Drew The Gun - Dopamine 

2. Was she actually called Maddie? Well, her name was Madeline, and that was how she referred to herself. I never heard anyone else call her Maddie, but I did on occasion. Did I do this as a sign of affection? Clearly. Was it actually what she wanted? I’m not sure.

The reason I called her Maddie (and possibly one of the reasons I was so “in love” with her) is because I was obsessed with the TV show Moonlighting at the time, and its main characters were David (Bruce Willis) Addison and Maddie (Cybill Shepherd) Hayes. I didn’t particularly fancy Cybill Shepherd, and “my” Maddie looked nothing like her, but David and Maddie had a whole “will they / won’t they” thing going on, and in my head I was confusing fantasy with reality, as teenagers are wont to do. The other thing that happened in Moonlighting was that David Addison occasionally broke the fourth wall, and seemed at times to be aware that he was a character in a TV show. This notion appealed to me greatly, and together with my mate Richard, we regularly talked about our own lives as though they were episodes of a TV show. Actually, this was an idea I’d been working on throughout my childhood – in my head, I had my own TV station (one that switched over to being just a radio station when I went to bed… it was complicated). This might seem like irrelevant information, but you’ll need to know it later. There will be a quiz.

Bruce Willis - Good Lovin'

3. Clearly Maddie did know I existed since we had regular conversations, mostly on the long bus journey home where we would often sit together – well, not together on the same seat, but usually on adjacent seats. And when we got off the bus, those conversations would often continue while I walked her home – well, we were going in the same direction, and I carried on up the hill after she’d crossed the road to go into her own house. Were both of these situations led by me? I mean, did she ever choose to sit by me or was she always on the bus when I got on with empty seats in her vicinity? Was I merely preferable to some of the other losers and malcontents on that bus? Did she secretly want to walk up that hill on her own but she was just being polite when I tagged along?

Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons - My Eyes Adored You

Looking back, I might think that. I certainly manufactured situations in which we could bump into each other or be in the same place together, but that’s what you do at that age, isn’t it? The whole thing’s a minefield, and I’m glad I don’t have to deal with it any more. In my defence, I will offer the rainy lunchtimes we spent together in the music block, practicing our instruments. (Not a euphemism.) She played piano better than me, and some other kind of wind instrument (clarinet?) while I had my tenor horn and we would, on occasion, hang out in one of the practice rooms, mucking about with music, but mostly just chatting and having a laugh.

(I should perhaps at this point reveal that, about a year or so later, my friend Simon got so sick of me going on about Maddie that he went to ask her if she’d like to go out with me. Because clearly I was never going to do such a thing myself. I was great at dropping hints, but no way was I going to approach her directly. So anyway, Simon asked her out for me… and what ensued? Only one of those awful, embarrassing (for everyone) sitcom scenarios in which Maddie actually thought that Simon was asking her out for himself (rather than me), excitedly accepting, only to then… well, you can guess the rest.)

The Brilliant Corners - Why Do You Have to Go Out With Him When You Could Go Out With Me?

OK, I know what you’re thinking. HOW THE HELL DOES ALL THIS EXPLAIN WHY YOU HATE NEW ORDER!?!

Apologies for the whole Ronnie Corbett bit. I’m getting there.

You just can't believe me
When I show you what you mean to me
You just can't believe me
When I show you what you cannot see


New Order - Confusion

In my previous Self-Help For Cynics Post, I wrote about the Storytelling Brain. How the brain uses stories to create neural pathways which teach us how to deal with things that happen to us in our lives. This appears to be a wonderful thing… until it goes wrong. And when it does go wrong, those same neural pathways end up reinforcing negative opinions, beliefs or ideas based on responses to negative experiences. Dr. Faith explains, in her own inimitable style…

But clearly the storytelling brain has the capacity to be a serious fucking problem too. We start telling ourselves (and believing) certain stories about ourselves and the world around us. Our brains are wired to crave certainty. We WANT to see patterns in what happens to us so we can make better decisions about the world and how we are supposed to keep ourselves safe in it.

The emotional brain makes a decision for us and the thinking brain has to scramble to come up with a reason why.

Which brings me back to the will-they / won’t-they romance in my 16 year old brain.

The Donnas - Do You Wanna Go out with Me?

It was the end of term. Or, in the TV station of my head, it was the last episode of the series. Everything was building up to a climax, because that’s what happens at the end of a series. On our final journey home together before the holidays, I got up the courage to clumsily drop the biggest hint so far to Maddie that I was interested in being a little more than friends. The ironic thing is, I have very little memory of what I actually said, I only recall that it went as well as it could have done (no outright rejection, anyway… then again, clearly she didn’t swoon into my arms either) and that I was left with a distinct feeling that when I saw her again… maybe… we’d be ready to move up to the next level. Like, I dunno, actually sitting together on the same seat or something.

AC/DC - Can I Sit Next to You, Girl?

As a result, I walked home that night in a state of euphoria. Which is all in the brain, again! Healthline explains…

That giddy, euphoric excitement you feel when spending time with the person you love (or seeing them across the room, or hearing their name)? You can trace this entirely normal effect of falling in love back to the neurotransmitter dopamine.

Glasvegas - Euphoria, Take My Hand

Ah, that pesky dopamine again. I’m surprised it took me so long to get to that little critter. Harvard Health goes into more detail…

Dopamine is most notably involved in helping us feel pleasure as part of the brain’s reward system. Sex, shopping, smelling cookies baking in the oven — all these things can trigger dopamine release, or a "dopamine rush." 

This feel-good neurotransmitter is also involved in reinforcement. That’s why, once we try one of those cookies, we might come back for another one (or two, or three).

Hopped up on dopamine following my seemingly successful hint drop, I was keen to share this with my friend Richard, who understood the language of 4th wall breaking imaginary TV shows better than any of my other contemporaries.

Heart - Strange Euphoria 

A little bit about Richard, before I go on. We’d been mates for about three or four years by this point, and along with my other mate Simon, who I’d known since junior school, we’d formed a pretty tight little group. Best friends? I’m not sure I’ve ever had a best friend, but the three of us were as close as we could be without ever using that terminology. Although Simon and I had the longer friendship, and many shared interests, Rich and I had bonded over a love of music. That began with Queen (particularly A Kind Of Magic, which was out around then) and classic Motown. Although lately, his tastes had been changing. He’d become obsessed with the Smiths (who, at the time, I hated) and the Pet Shop Boys, a band I liked (bought quite a few of their singles) but clearly didn’t connect with on the same level that he did. I liked Neil Tennant’s arch lyrics, while Rich liked the beats. It was the mid-late 80s, and although I didn’t realise it at the time, I was losing him to dance music.

I don't like country-and-western
I don't like rock music
I don't like, I don't like rockabilly or rock 'n' roll particularly
Don't like much really, do I?
But what I do like I love passionately

Pet Shop Boys - Paninaro

On that fateful evening then, I gave him a call to update him on the end-of-season cliff-hanger involving Maddie… but when he answered the phone, something was off. There was music playing in the background, and Rich seemed distracted. As I poured my euphoric heart out, it quickly became apparent that Rich was only half listening to me, that someone else was there, and that they were taking up more of his attention. And after a few minutes I realised that whoever it was, was laughing at me. Laughing at the private conversation I was having with my friend, at my pathetic attempts at romance, and that Rich was laughing too.

You call me on the phone, you left me all alone
All I get from you is shellshock
Another day goes by and all I do is cry
All I get from you is shellshock

New Order - Shellshock

I stopped and asked Rich what was going on. Who was there with him? And that’s when he told me.

It was Swanny.

All you need to know about Swanny is that he lived a few doors down from Rich and that he was a complete and utter arsehole. A couple of years prior, he’d indulged (along with a few other kids) in some minor league bullying, of which I was one of his semi-regular marks. And as far as I was concerned, the scars were still fresh.

“What are you doing?” I asked Rich, meaning, “Why are you laughing at me? Why aren’t you being the friend and confidant I’ve come to expect and rely on? Why are you pissing all over my euphoria… with fucking Swanny!?!”

“Nothing,” said Rich. “We’re just listening to the new New Order record.”

I hung up the phone and didn’t speak to Rich again for the next nine months. Eventually Simon managed to get us talking again, and we made up… in a way. But it was never the same.

When I was a very small boy
Very small boys talked to me
Now that we've grown up together
They're afraid of what they see

New Order - True Faith

Thirty-five years later, I still can’t listen to New Order. This is something which sets me at odds with large sections of the music blogging community who worship the ground Bernard and Peter (and whatever the rest of them are called) make beats on. And it’s all down to my story-telling brain, which has inextricably linked the anger, embarrassment and shame I felt that evening in 1988 to New Order’s Technique. Neural pathways have been created which mean that whenever I hear New Order on the radio, or see another post pop up about them on one of my favourite blogs, I’m taken back to that night and all those unpleasant feelings.

"Unpleasant feelings" though... as adolescent trauma goes, I will admit that this is pretty mild. However, the same principle applies to much deeper wounds, in theory.  

Since I was born I started to decay
Now nothing ever, ever goes my way

Placebo - Teenage Angst

Dr. Faith would no doubt tell me that this can be fixed. That if I started listening to more New Order, thereby allowing my brain to create new neural pathways which could over-ride the old ones, that would eventually lead to positive associations and responses, and my opinion of the band might change. It is possible to re-wire your brain in this way… after all, as I mentioned earlier, I used to hate The Smiths, and then in my 20s, various things happened which allowed me to hear them in a new light. If I put enough energy and effort into it then, perhaps I could make myself like New Order. 

Are there any bands you hate because your brain has linked their music to painful memories?

I would like a place I could call my own
Have a conversation on the telephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
I would not complain of my wounded heart



Post script...

A weird thing happened while compiling this post. I actually sat and listened to the New Order songs above, and I didn't hate them as much as I thought I did. 

Now you can call this wishful thinking or a self-fulfilling prophecy, or me just trying to make a point. Wanting to believe in something, then making it so. Theodor Herzl: "If you will it, it is no dream." Surely it can't be as easy as that...?

The cynical jury remains out...


Sunday, 15 October 2023

Snapshots #314: A Top Ten Carrie Songs


The late, great Carrie Fisher introduces our Top Ten Carrie songs. Yesterday's image of Sissy Spacek would have been an extra clue for anyone who remembers her break-out performance.

Let's Carrie on with the songs...


10. How I wish we were still together.

Don't get me started on Brexit.

Europe - Carrie

Don't dance with your hands in your pockets, Joey.

9. One's highest degree of enemy.

A doctorate is the highest degree you can get a university. 

This week's Number One was the Peter Pan of Pop. 

Peter Pan's enemy was Captain Hook.

Dr. Hook - Carry Me, Carrie

8. A river runs through it.

Rivers run through valleys.

Frankie Valli - Carrie (I Would Marry You)

I presume this was a few years after he carried her books from school.

7. Daddy sang bass.

Her Daddy was Johnny Cash

Roseanne Cash - Carrie

A lullaby for her third daughter, Carrie.

6. Hunter, Wood, Valance.

Holly Hunter, Hollywood, Holly Valance...

The Hollies - Carrie Anne

5. Don't you cry for me.

No, it's not Argentina.

Oh Susanna, don't you cry for me...

Although Ms. Ungerleider no longer records under that name, since she delved into the controversial history of the old deep south song. 

Oh Susanna - Carrie Lee

4. Shuddering river goddess.

Styx was both a goddess of the underworld and a river into it. It translates as "shuddering".

Styx - Carrie Anne

3. What's up? Is a pompom useful to find the answer in?

What's up, doc?

Is a pompom useful?

Doc Pomus - Work, Little Carrie

2. Jeans, vests, fun!

Anagram!

Sufjan Stevens - Carrie & Lowell

1. Never grew up. 


It's the Peter Pan of Pop!

Cliff Richard - Carrie

Another song that reminds me of my childhood. Thanks, Tel.


Carrie yourself back here next Saturday for more of the same...


Sunday, 21 March 2021

Snapshots #181 - A Top Ten Silver Songs


Yesterday's link was Silver Songs... so here's Phil!


And here are the answers...


10. Total Landscaping.




9. The only way.


...is Essex, apparently.


8. Rock hard.


Diamonds are very hard rocks.


7. Risk getting muddled up twice when the offers are on.


Muddle up risk and you get Kris, twice, with the Offers On.


6. Lil' Yorkie.


Anagram for...


5. Con charm.


Another anagram...


4. I was born pretty much slap bang in the middle...


According to the interweb, to be part of Generation X, you must have been born between 1965 and 1980. 1972 is pretty much slap bang in the middle of that.


3. Where Band Aid came from.


From the First Aid Kit, of course!


That is gorgeous.

2. Once upon a time, a home for rabbits.


Once upon a time, he was Hutch. (Not Warren.)


1. Donnie's Frank. (Frank, Frank.)


This is Frank, from the movie Donnie Darko. (Is there an echo in here?)




More next week.


Thursday, 11 March 2021

Neverending Top Ten #3.6: Old Town Road


So it finally happened.

Rather than me introducing Sam to songs from my record collection, he's introduced me to one from... well, not his own record collection, but one garnered from his circle of friends, at least. 

Old Town Road by Lil Nas X really shouldn't work. Country and rap don't mix, surely? And getting Billy Ray Cyrus in to sing the verses...? I love country music, but Billy Ray? The Achy Breaky Heart guy? Father of Miley? Nooooooooo!

And yet, I like Old Town Road a lot. It's just a fun pop song. 

(Or is it?)


Now, being that I am of an age where I really shouldn't be able to trust my own opinions on contemporary pop music, I figured I better ask another young person. Unfortunately, the youngest person I know to talk to, whose opinion I (occasionally) trust is Ben. 

Apologies if this becomes another one of those conversations...


Little Nas. Billy Ray Cyrus. Old Town Road. Discuss.

Personally? It's OK. Technically?  It does a lot for moving contemporary rap forward, showing that those SoundCloud and sadcore rappers can get a mainstream audience with a song with pop sensibilities but not "sell out" or lose artistic credibility.

Similarly, it's a move that shows where hip hop is currently as a social movement by accepting Lil Nas and his sexuality as a prominent member of the community, and not just as a critical darling but a minor person in the community (i.e. Frank Ocean).

That's OK then. I will let Sam keep listening to it.

I like country music, and a country/rap crossover sounds horrible on paper, but this makes it work... and even redeems Billy Ray in the process.

Yeah, the kid is probably one of the best role models the genre has had since Lupe Fiasco.

That's a great name. Like Clem Fandango.

Well, thank whatever god you want that Sam found Lil Nas X for country rap as opposed to Kid Rock.

Kid Rock rules!

The white supremacy? Or the pretending to not have grown up on a massive estate that his mummy and daddy owned?

Whatever. He still has 3 good songs.

As a 12 year old I liked American Badass.


It was ok until it received too much radio play and just became so overplayed.

Fair enough.

(At this point Louise walks by and asks me if Sam should be singing that Lil Nas X song as it's so rude. "Rude," I ask, genuinely confused.)

I'm more disturbed to discover that the Lil Nas song might not actually be about horses.

It's about gay love, or can't you handle that?

Admittedly, love is the wrong word...

I don't have a problem with it. I just honestly thought it was about a horse until Louise told me otherwise.

I was satirising the idea of cancel culture and the outrage of cancel culture.

I only realised slippers were named as such because you slip them on your feel over Christmas.

And about a week ago I realised that the Pink song I'm coming up so I better get this party started was about her coming up on drugs. 

I didn't know that about Pink, but it doesn't surprise me.

It seems every modern pop song (except Taylor Swift and maybe Adele) is explicit on one way or another. I blame Frankie.

Valli?

Oh What A Night is a gem.

But also about groupies...

Goes To Hollywood. Or were you being facetious?

A bit of both.

But that's what Oh What A Night is about.

I spent an hour last night trying to find a radio edit of an Eminem song (other than Lose Yourself) that I could play to Sam. But even the radio edits are too offensive for a  7 year old.

I don't think Eminem works that way, unfortunately. I had one of his CDs that was the edited version. It sounded like he was scatting.

Mos Def might be a better rapper to introduce Sam to. Or Ab Soul. Show him The Book of Soul. You may want to check it for language first but it is definitely good rap. Then you can lead into Kendrick who is one of the GOATS as they have a group together called Black Hippy...

I'm sure all those rappers are very good, but I'm trying to introduce him to music from my life, not find new stuff. He's done a good enough job of finding Lil Nas's Brokeback Mountain song.

But you can make memories listening to a genre of music neither of you are knowledgeable about together.

I'm sure that'll come later.

I just realised that Sam has been into that gay pirates song by Cosmo Jarvis for years. 


Not sure he's ready for Man On Man yet. Then again, he's not ready for Arab Strap either... or half of Prince's catalogue.

Arab strap needs a 30+ warning.

Arab Strap have a new album out. I wonder how many c-words are in it...

(Surprisingly fewer than expected, actually.)




Sunday, 16 February 2020

Saturday Snapshots #123 - The Answers


It seems appropriate to re-use this image today as clue #3 caused a hell of a lot of head-scratching yesterday. As I type this at 7.55pm on Saturday night, nobody has yet got the song... but I'm confident you will have done by the time this post goes live. Same for #1. Whether anybody got #6 is another matter.

*Update - Alyson finally cracked the clue, just before 8.*

51 comments as I post this. That may well be a record. I didn't go out of my way to make it harder this week... some weeks I do, but this wasn't one of them!



10. I taught I taw a Puddy Cat - I did! It wasn't made up!



Sylvester - You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real)

9. Curly German gets baptised.


Curly, in German, is Krauss.

People often get baptised in a river. And that involves praying.

Alison Krauss - Down To The River To Pray

8. Chopper found at neighbourhood gathering.


Bloc Party - Helicopter

7. Salt, pepper, vinegar and mustard, at the bottom of the hill, late on.


Salt, pepper, vinegar and mustard are 4 seasonings.

At the bottom of a hill is a valley.

Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons - The Night

What a bassline.

6. Cheers shrink choir - bog standard!



The Cheers shrink was Frasier.

Bog standard is typical.

Frazier Chorus - Typical!

5. Don't embrace the past. Cash goes boom.


Johnny Cash Thunders.

Johnny Thunders - You Can't Put Your Arms Around A Memory

4. Friend of Tom Frost, repairs wagons. No need to swear.


Hello, hello there, is this Martha?
This is old Tom Frost
And I am calling long distance
Don't worry 'bout the cost

A wainwright fixed wagons.

Martha Wainwright - Bloody Mother-Fucking Asshole

A sweet, heartfelt ode to her dad. Aww. I'm sure he loves it.

3. King Louis on the best fairground rides, watching a very dull film.


Elvis was the King. Louis was Costello. Fairground rides are attractions.

A very dull film would have no action. (And by that I didn't necessarily mean car chases - although they always help - just something happening.)

Elvis Costello & The Attractions - No Action

2. A long way inside a Pet Shop Boy, the clock stops ticking.


When the clock stops ticking, you're out of time.

Chris Lowe is a Pet Shop Boy.

A long way is far. Put that in the middle and you get...

Chris Farlowe - Out Of Time

1. An old one, Cher, tomorrow.


"An old one, Cher" is an anagram.

Tomorrow is the future. And it always will be.

You overthought that one.



Easier clues next week... possibly.




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