Midnight, Friday night. Decided I needed a little shot of nostalgia, so typed ‘Sixties’ into the search bar. Up comes the much hoped for roll-call of Clodagh Rodgers, Lemon Pipers, Fifth Dimension, Box Tops et al. But wait! Throbbing Gristle? Yup. Sandwiched between Karl Denver’s Wimoweh and a ’60s megamix is Six Six Sixties – the Industrial revolution makers at their overly distorted and world weary best. A happy accident that will surely put some colour back into the cheeks of a few Frank Ifield enthusiasts? Or is P-Orridge up to his old mischief-making tricks again?
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Hi Mark,
A couple of things…
Strangely I’ve written a couple of recent pieces about Spotify and GP-O in these pages which may be of interest…..
Yes, Yes, Yes as Karen O meets GP-O
and
Spotify…Free but for how long?
….but stranger still, when GP-O was my boyhood neighbour in Links Drive, Solihull, Frank Ifield would visit our street from time to time. He had an auntie or a cousin or some relative (my eight year old’s memory can’t furnish fine detail here) and there was a tremor of excitement each time the yodelling Aussie dropped by. I wonder if the junior Neil Megson recalls this – he’s actually bound to as he must have been at least 15 at this time and a huge popular music fan, though it was Brian Jones and the Stones, of course, rather than ‘I Remember You’ who rocked Mr TG’s boat at the time.
Simon
But how does Clodagh’s oeuvre sound after these many years? (See you in the gym!) (That should leave Mr Warner suitably perplexed!)
How strange that I should have been reminiscing with myself this week about seeing, and saying “Hello” to Clodagh outside Boots the Chemist on Walm Lane in Willesden in 1976 when I was a smily pre-teenager. Perhaps it’s time for her come-back tour.