A Sleater-Kinney XVI

  1. One Beat
  2. Good Things
  3. Modern Girl
  4. Ironclad
  5. You're No Rock'n'Roll Fun
  6. Was It A Lie?
  7. Banned From The End of The World
  8. Turn It On
  9. Words & Guitar
  10. Step Aside
  11. O2
  12. Leave You Behind
  13. What's Mine Is Yours
  14. I Wanna Be Your Joey Ramone
  15. Quarter To Three
  16. Lions & Tigers

currently playing: Sleater-Kinney – Oh!

NOOO!

Excuse me, I’m going to go in the corner and sulk for a while.

currently playing: Sleater-Kinney — Leave You Behind

Ooooh!

That’s a lot of Noise.

currently playing: Johnny Boy – Wall Street

I Don't Want To Buy Now And Pay In September

“Kieron?”

It took eight years, but I finally met Kieron Gillen, fellow Kenickie-obsessive/videogame journalist/writer of comics/boy, he’s a busy man. I was in two minds as to whether to go and say hello, but I decided to try and skip past the shy thing for once (possibly not helped by essentially wanting to be KG all through my university career, but hey, there are worse role models. And I didn’t have the hair for Julian Rignell). And hurrah! We talked both before and after the Johnny Boy concert. There’s more to come about that, but most of it will probably end up being part of the Static review that I’ll be writing in the next couple of days. Suffice it to say that I think we’re both completely mystified as to why 15 Minutes is not in its 15th week residency in the charts. I’m currently entertaining fantasies of breaking into the feed for the final TOTP and giving over their final few minutes to a performance of You Are The Generation… Still, maybe they’ll garner some success in Japan.

Anyway, that was the end of the day, but the other parts were just as filled with happenings and crazy events, from the much-better-than-you’d-think combination of strawberry and beer to the consideration of how custard can affect house prices. Erm, yes. And pirates. Because no afternoon is complete without pirates. Arr. I met up with Forest Pines, his friend Miranda, and Kate from Shimura Curves at the Sun & Splendour in Notting Hill for a football-free afternoon of chat and drink (also joined by Ed a little later on in the day). From there, it was off! off! to the Shimura Curves concert, clutching our groupie cards that had each been kissed individually. You don’t get that sort of detail from most bands, do you?

I have to say that I felt like a hipster in the Notting Hill Arts Club, Or more appropriately, an interloper in hipster-ville. But it was fun - ‘Ver Curves combine the fun of 1960s girl-groups and dronerock. It shouldn’t work. But it really does. I hope you’ll all know the words to Noyfriend by the end of the year!

So that was a little round-up of my day in London. I would post pictures, but…er…I forgot to take any. Sorry. Perhaps next time!

currently playing: ABC – Poison Arrow

Johnny, we're your friends…what's got into you?

YEAH! YEAH!

More. to follow.

Apologies

I do feel like I’ve been neglecting the blog in the past week. I offer my humble apologies; it’s not as if I’ve been lacking for ideas, but I just haven’t had the time to write anything, giving that I’ve been watching season 2 of Gilmore Girls any time that I can. But! Here’s what you’ve missed so far:

  • A guide to the HMV sale, pointing out that if you’re interested in picking up back catalogue from either New Order or Madonna (or both! Go crazy!), then the current sale is good news, but for everything else, it’s a rather familiar line-up of titles.
  • How I fell in love with Radiohead’s Talk Show Host again.
  • A discussion about Doctor Who and how, aside from last week’s slight mis-step (I don’t mind if it attempts to do something different. In fact, I’m glad. I would just prefer it not to end up being rubbish, that’s all), the second half of this series has been quite strong. That would lead into talking about Fear Her, and how the show is really good when it’s using children for maximum creepy effect (see also: The Curse of Fenric; the only thing I really remember about that story is the hot goth vampire girls killing Nicholas Parsons because his cross wouldn’t work without belief).
  • Part one of an occasional series on Albums That Don’t Quite Suck As Much As People Say, which I will save for another time.
  • A worrying post about how I hope I don’t crawl into my shell when meeting everybody for the Shimura Curves gig tomorrow afternoon
  • A selection of YouTube TOTP links, including Tiffany (she had such a formative effect on me, it seems).
  • How Opera DS could be the greatest thing in the history of mankind. And possibly treekind as well. Oh, sure the trees look innocent and, well, stumpy, but behind our backs they’ve already invented faster-than-light travel and made an alliance with our eventual Squirrel Overlords.

So there you go. I hope you forgive me!

currently playing: Madonna – Like A Prayer

My Lauren-Radar is Malfunctioning. Obviously.

Bets on how long this one will last?

currently playing: Portishead – Sour Times

Busy Busy Sunday?

Eeeek. Sunday’s plans have become a little more extravagant all of a sudden. Which could be quite nice!

currently playing: The Boo Radleys – Lazarus (12” Version)

2006: Pop Is Dead?

Well, obviously, it’s not. But things aren’t looking too rosy, either. Smash Hits has gone, TOTP is about to go, cd:uk was spirited away in the middle of the night (though rumours speak of its return), and we live in a world where Level 42! Level 42! Level 42! can get into the Album Top 20 with a greatest hits collection.

And things aren’t going to get better. ITV have somehow managed to stop it from becoming a big news story, but the announcement that they’re beginning to wind up CITV as a programme-making venture should be ringing alarm bells in every record company across the land (it also makes me incredibly angry, but I’ll spare you the Robin Carmody-esque rant). They’ve already axed the traditional Saturday morning children’s show in favour of Andrew “Spit In His Meal” Worrall Thompson.

What does this mean? The traditional avenues for a pop act are disappearing rapidly. Even for the bigger acts, things are going to be hard. When Justin Timberlake heads over here next month, where is he going to promote his new single on national television? The zombie remains of PopWorld? The children’s TV circuit used to be an essential way of getting a new band in the public eye. No longer. Some might point to the Internet as being a natural progression of this type of advertising. It plays a part, but Sandi Thom wouldn’t have got anywhere near the charts if she didn’t have her PR company getting her splashed all across the national media before the single’s re-release.

It just seems very depressing. I want a band like Lucky Soul to scrape into the Top 40 and get a five-minute slot on national television. I want their to be an arena where people like Rachel Stevens can survive. But it looks as if those days are firmly behind us. No more shall we have the likes of New Kids On The Block and the Happy Mondays on the same show. And I think we’re all poorer for that.

currently playing: Johnny Boy – You Are The Generation That Bought More Shoes And You Get What You Deserve

"Mind You, I Had A Late Tea"

Well, it took just under a year from when I rambled on about Top Of The Pops, but today, the BBC finally switched off its life support, axing the show after 42 years of faithful service. And it still strikes me as unnecessary. Even worse, it leaves the BBC with Later… as its only regular music show. shudder.

Let’s hope that the final show has a compilation of John Peel’s withering comments during the chart rundowns, and a shot of the pair that were simply too ugly to ever appear on TV again before the watershed (at this point, I would also like to plead for someone to YouTube the ‘Topless Lard’ bit from their football series. I…I have my reasons).

And ten, fifteen years into the future, maybe it’ll get its own RTD to bring it back…

currently playing: Denim – Back In Denim