>Through a glass, darkly

>Our windows get washed twice a year.

Whether they need it or not.

Always on All Saints Day (November 1) and Good Friday (which can be whenever, but sort-of six months later).

Easy to remember

In a less tolerant society, I imagine we’d have a fatwa or its equivalent whacked on us, but no-one obeys most of the myriad laws and regulations around here anyway.

But we were in New Zealand in November and in France over Easter, so one thing led to another and we had the lights burning virtually all day to avoid bumping into things.

So here’s

The ‘oo, who can see for miles
Van the Man who we should have hired to clean ours
O.V. Wright, who doesn’t do windows
Kora, who – like us yesterday – barely can see
Johnny Nash AND Jimmy Cliff, both of whom can see clearly now

Which reminds me of a bet I had with Jane Hamlyn. (who is one of the Grande Dames of English studio pottery and a wonderful person and who everyone should be aware of. And her son Tom Hamyln‘s site rewards a look-in.

And her husband Ted is a fine artist in his own right, too.

She reckoned that “I can see clearly now” was made famous by Desmond Dekker, I said No-it-was-someone-else-but-I’m-not-sure-who (it was Johnny Nash) and hey presto, I’d won 6 bottles of Black Sheep ale. Also worth a visit.

Fats Waller, who does more than just windows
JABE, who – in their infinite wisdom – tell us that you can’t see the stars from inside a bar.

Screw the stars, I say.

Mine’s a Hefeweizen.

And Jeff – yeah, you over at Jefitoblog.

Have one yourself, mate

It’ll cheer you up. (And he needs a little TLC at the moment….)

Illegitimi non carborundum

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>31 songs – Part 2

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Bought the book yet?

Shame on you if you haven’t

Although John Peel didn’t much care for 31 Songs.

But I’ll forgive him. (Did you know that Rod Stewart was John Peel’s best man? No? Then don’t play me at Trivial Pursuit. I’ll thrash you.)

I mean, I’m not muchly impressed by Ani DiFranco either, but, hey, it’s Nick’s list.


The 2nd batch

6 – Samba Pa Ti Santana 31 Songs

I’ve got the vinyl for this one – bought it in Amsterdam about 30 years ago. Along with “Asleep at the wheel”, in fact.

7 – Mama You Been On My Mind Rod Stewart Never A Dull Moment

Probably from the last decent record that Rod ever made. (Mum’s girlfriend, Isabel Holdsworth (89). wouldn’t agree, but she’s wrong. Even if she does know that Andy Gibb died of a drug overdose..) Bet you’ve never heard him sing “Man of constant sorrow”

8 – Can you please crawl out your window? Bob Dylan A rare batch of little white wonder

This is another vinyl-to-mp3 from an obscure Italian bootleg from goodness-knows-where. I bought the track from the iTunes Store to complete the collection and then rediscovered this. Much better.

9 – Rain The Beatles Original single.

This was the B-side to Paperback Road which I bought at the HMV Record shop in 246 Queen St in Auckland on a Friday night from my pocket money within days of its release in 1966. Digitally remastered from the 45.. Took hours. And hours. And still sounds crappy.

10 – You Had Time Ani DiFranco 31 Songs

Well, no, not really…

But it is Nick’s list, after all

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The incredible hulk

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I kind of like Paul Carrack.

I rated Ace for the honest pub-rockers that they were. (I loved any pub-rockers back then – it was like having people play in your living room..)

I tolerated Mike and the Mechanics, mostly because Phil Collins wasn’t in it. (Even if the music was a bit naff.)

And he’s got a great voice, whether he’s speaking or singing.

So the last time he was in Mainz, I really enjoyed it.

Now, he’s made the unfortunate discovery that you just need to give German audiences of a certain age-group and middle-brow persuasion a slight nudge and they’re off like  metro(g)nomes, clapping happily along in 4/4 time with goonish grins on their faces.

Not even a backbeat.

4/4

Then he gets them to sing along.

Do they know the words?
Well, of COURSE they know the words.
It was like being stuck in the choir stalls for Handel’s “Messiah”.

With everyone waving cigarette lighters.

And I was sat behind the Incredible Hulk.

I’m not exactly vertically challenged, but this guy blocked out the sun.
Especially when he clicked into Ray Charles mode, rocking from side to side.

In 4/4 time.

I tried dodging left when he dodged right and vice versa, but the folks behind me got somewhat narked at that and started turning green.

They must have been related.

So I stopped that and got a very interesting stroboscopic effect of Paul for my $35.

I’d post a couple of tracks, but the Torrent stream is looking at another 17 hours.

So why don’t you just sing along in the meantime.

And clap in 4/4 time.

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>Don’t be ridiculous…

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The Firewire connection on my Panasonic DV camcorder stopped working the other day.

Hadn’t used it for ages and I wanted to transfer some NZ filming to the Mac.

Nothing. Camera not found.

A couple of weeks outside warranty. Sod’s Law.

The Firewire cable’s OK, the Powerbook’s OK. Definitely the camera.

Took it in to MediaMarkt (where I bought it for €629 2 years and a couple of weeks ago), paid €35 to have it sent into Panasonic with a recommendation (from the service techie) that it be fixed for free.

Got a letter today with a repair estimate of

€616.42

The camera now costs around €450 and they’re charging more than 130% of the new price to do ….what?

The hieroglyphics on the estimate mean bugger all to me, so the MediaMarkt chappie is going to have a whisper in Panasonic’s shell-like.

More will follow.

Believe me

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>The Midweek Mixtape – 18 April 2007

>Mix and Match #4
(OK, who made last week disappear…?)

Stand out track?

“Difference” for utter heartbroken emotion,
“The Road” for the segue from Danny O’Keefe to Jackson Browne studio to Jackson Brown live. (Fucking proud of that one. Analogue tape deck, too)
“Lois Malone” for the kick of the intro
“Rainstorm” for pure power.

And then, of course, there’s “Johnny strikes up the band”. I vaguely recall lurching around in a moderately inebriated state, playing air guitar while the mates sang “And Johnny is my main man, he’s the keeper of the keys,…. back by popular demand”

Probably more frequently that I’d care to admit.

Baker Street – Gerry Rafferty – City to city
Johnny strikes up the band – Warren Zevon – Excitable Boy
Sarah smile – Hall and Oates – Daryl Hall & John Oates
It makes no difference – The Band – Northern Lights, Southern Cross
Never letting go – Stephen Bishop – Careless
Once upon a time in the west – Dire Straits – Alchemy
Here comes the sun – Beatles – Abbey Road
That’s enough for me – Lee Ritenour – Captain’s journey
New kid in town – Eagles – Hotel California
Wild Billy’s Circus Story – Bruce Springsteen – The Wild, The Innocent & The E Street Shuffle
Over and over – Joe Walsh – But seriously, folks…
Secondhand store – Joe Walsh – But Seriously, Folks…
Goin’ back – Neil Young – Comes a time
Fire lake – Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band – Against the wind
Roll Um Easy – Little Feat – Dixie Chicken
Rainstorm – Bonnie Raitt – Takin my time
Bloody well right – Supertramp – Crime of the century
Mexico – James Taylor – Gorilla
The Road – Danny O’Keefe – O’Keefe
The Road – Jackson Browne – Running On Empty
Promises – Eric Clapton – Backless
The ballad of Lois Malone – Atlanta Rhythm Section – Champagne Jam
Texas girl at the funeral of her father – Randy Newman – Little criminals


Mix and Match #4.mp3 74.6 MB 1:32:13

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>Не спросите мне (about Kazakhstan) – #4

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Back in the corporate life, I had a customer in Kazakhstan.
Start-up airline – the type that most people wouldn’t touch with a bargepole but which our sales people used to sign up regularly

Sort of like the kids bringing in bedraggled kittens and saying “But it hasn’t got a home”

Except that the sales peoples’ bonus targets were based on turnover and the number of signed contracts.

And mine were mainly based on profit contribution.

But this airline – Air Astana – really took off and my guy who ran the account reckoned the boss should front up to lend some decorum to the proceedings

So there we were in Almaty.

Huge wide boulevards with classic Soviet architecture. Side streets like in Dodge City. Hyatt could be anywhere in the world. (If the lobby bar weren’t housed in a yurt)

Great little airline. Good people (CEO was ex-BA, his Kazakh CFO lectures at a UK university) and after we’d worked out a pricing model to reflect their growth rate, off we went as honoured guests to the annual Almaty Travel Convention.
Weirdest darn thing.
Truckloads of folk dancers dressed up in lurid fluffy polyester gear doing the honours and swaying rhythmically to the massed dombra orchestra, only to burst spontaneously into song when Elton John came over the PA.

Which is where I met Erkesh Shakeeb.

He was CEO of Air Kazakhstan which was the unspeakably tatty state airline (which later died and got swallowed by our lot) and we – the honoured foreign guests – got wheeled up for introductions.

And he gave me his newest CD – ВБГСОТА (which translates to Vbgsota). None the wiser. The back cover has a picture of Everest being threatened by blue lightning; the the insert has a picture of Erkesh and a mate celebrating their ascent of Tanzania’s highest peak.

As I said – Не спросите мне

Nice enough guy, though.

Here he is with Anma-Ata – track 1 of 16 indecipherable titles.

And here’s Oorzhak Khunashtaar-ool with some very nice Tuvan throatsinging

And some Bahraini pearl divers singing about Ifjirie. (They really hit their stride about halfway in – the rest must be tuning up)

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>31 Songs

>“High Fidelity” was the starting point.

I watched it twice on the way back from Singapore and would have managed a third time if the IFE hadn’t stuffed up.

I watched it again. And again. And again.

No-one else I know likes it. Even if they’d seen it.

Well, Ed Marks would.

He’s my mate Gary’s stepson who turned up to stay pretty much unannounced in 1977 with a Eurail pass, a sleeping bag and an encyclopedic knowledge of trivia.

He’d dis- And re-) appear every couple of days and proudly unpack the stuff he’s picked up in Malmö or Glasgow or wherever.
The only solo LP by someone who was drummer in one of Mick Ronson’s bands. For example.
And he’d say stuff like “I should really have bought that LP by Spooky Tooth’s bass guitarist’s brother” and zip back to Helsinki to pick it up.

So he’d like “High Fidelity”

And he’d like “31 Songs”, too.

26 essays, 31 songs that are intensely personal as either pivotal experiences or good music that almost got away.

I had some of them already, got some more on the “31 Songs” CD (which only has 18 of them..) and tracked down some of the more obscure ones on eBay.
Some I liked. A lot. Some were OK. Some were fucking frightening. But it’s all good experience-widening stuff.

So here, you go – the first 5.

And buy the book

  1. Teenage Fanclub – “Your Love is the Place Where I Come From“
  2. Bruce Springsteen – “Thunder Road“
  3. Nelly Furtado – “I’m Like a Bird“
  4. Led Zeppelin – “Heartbreaker“
  5. Rufus Wainwright – “One Man Guy“

More next week.

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>And colour you like ….

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….as long as it’s pink.

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Don’t ask me (about who the * is Alice) #3

You’ve all heard of Smokie, right?

Smokie, the band that backed Peter Noone (of Hermann’s Hermits fame) in the early 70’s and who – if there were any justice in the world – should have sunk without trace?

Smokie, the band that churned out such Chinnichap classics as “Lay back in the arms of someone” (retch, vomit) and “Living next door to Alice”?

No?
Then you probably live in the States and were lucky enough not to have been exposed to lethal doses of them.

They’re still around – you can’t go to a beerfest without either them or the Rubettes or the Tremellos or some other geriatric crew lip-synching to a bunch of obscure sing-along ditties.

But the Gompie Cafe in Nijmegen in the Netherlands had another idea.

The story’s here

It was the sort of song that played at every party, every disco, every football stadium and mainstream radio played it to death.

Content warning? Offensive lyrics? Over here? National radio regularly plays Zappa’s “Bobbie Brown” and no-one complains to the protectors of public morals….

So here – for your listening pleasure and amusement – is

Who the * is Alice? – Gompie

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>You’ll never walk alone…..

>On June 2, 2007, our friend and fellow blogger Scott Malchus will be participating in the Great Strides Walk at the Westfield Town Center in Valencia, CA. Scott’s personal goal is to raise $2,500 in donations for cystic fibrosis research. It is our goal to help him meet (or exceed!) that amount.

Jefito gets most of the credit for getting this on the road and I’m proud that he’s included me in this group of people who I like without knowing.

So click here

and go over to the Bloggersforeacure website to see what we’ve got up to.

And here’s just short of an hour’s worth for your iPod, Scott

Walk away – James Gang – Thirds
The Walk – Jimmy McCracklin – John Lennon’s Jukebox
Walk away Rene – Ricky Lee Jones – Girl at her volcano
I Walk The Line – Johnny Cash – Live At San Quentin
Walk Don’t Run – Penguin Cafe Orchestra – Penguin Cafe Orchestra
Walk On The Ocean – Toad The Wet Sprocket – Fear
Walk On By – The Stranglers – Greatest Hits 1977-1990
Walk out in the rain – Eric Clapton – Backless
Walkin All Night – Little Feat – 1973-07-19 – Ebbet’s Field
Walking On My Feet – ARD Fairburn – Classic New Zealand Poets In Performance
Walkin’ Back To Happiness – Helen Shapiro – The Britpack
Walkin’ Up The Road – Betty Davis – This Is It!
Walking in the wind – Traffic – When the eagle flies
Why Walk When You Can Fly – Mary Chapin Carpenter – Stones In The Road
You’ll Never Walk Alone – Kop Choir – Fabric Live 07: John Peel

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