Between hello and goodbye
Twenty years ago I was in France, and so were the Field Mice. During their September tour they (or rather two-fifths of them) stopped off to record a live acoustic ‘Black’ session for France Inter’s Bernard Lenoir, a.k.a. ‘the French John Peel’. I was in the studio while the show was live on air, and [...]
Harassed
I was struggling to articulate all sorts of things in this excerpt from Pantry For The World, and Sarah Records got caught in the crossfire. A less violent, retrospective assessment of the label was delivered as part of B/w 42 on St. Christopher. The sky blue colour of the cover of Pantry For The World [...]
The garden at night
The Clientele’s That night, a forest grew EP is finally available for purchase (you can hear it in full here). Already discussed in these pages, ‘Share the night’ is the stand-out song of the four; once again Alasdair languidly tosses out fragments of which poets would be proud (‘as the baby bats fly through the porcelain cracks’) [...]
No, I drift. Mostly I drift.
Issue 12 of Smoke: a London peculiar is out – has probably been out for a while (it’s difficult to tell). Nominally a mayoral election special, going to press before the buffoon that is Boris entered the eye of City Hall, but sensing the way the wind and the Evening Standard was blowing, Smoke 12 [...]
Songs for Anthony H. Wilson
‘Hey everyone have you worked it out? Who do you think we’re talking about? If you know him, you love him no doubt He goes on and on, and yet he says nowt And he’s so proud of the club But it’s just a glorified pub ha ha ha Because he’s condescending and he’s running [...]
