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Eric’s: The Book

Author: Alex Ogg

It’s inspiring, in these straitened times, to stumble across a piece of non-profit musical archeology that recalls time and place as evocatively as Jaki Florek’s new book about Eric’s.It’s the sort of venture that anyone interested in the history of popular music should applaud – mapping out in exhaustive detail the conditions that led to the establishment and brief lifespan of the fabled punk-era Liverpudlian venue, and the city’s subsequent renewed pop identity forged by the Bunnymen, Teardops and Wah! – but three of a cast of thousands. At over 500 pages plus, it’s a breathtakingly obsessive undertaking, but as a source of first-hand research, it’s an engrossing artefact.

I’ve written a fuller review for those nice chaps at the Quietus here.

Some of the photographs from the book are reprinted below. I thought about capitioning them but I’m sure our esteemed readership will be able to work out who’s who.

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Listmania 4: At Home He’s A Tourist

Author: Alex Ogg

Summer’s here. While fewer of us will be worrying about the logistics of passport renewal than usual due to the inclement fiscal forecast, we can at least evoke some of the spirit of exotic holidays past. Qualification: not travelling or holiday songs per se, but must include at least an allusion, or titular reference, to tourism.

1. The Damned – Lovely Money
Inspired by the nationalism of the Falklands War, this diatribe against nostalgia for Olde England, including Beefeaters and pick-pockets, featured a searingly funny voiceover from Viv Stanshall.

Lyric:
So off you go, away you fly / We’ve had your money, now goodbye
We fleeced you good, we bled you dry / Goodbye

2. Crosby, Stills Nash & Young – Marrakesh Express

Inspired by a train ride undertaken by Graham Nash, which the Hollies declined to record, in Morocco in ’66, in which the vibrancy of the landscape contrasted with the listlessness of his fellow travellers in first class.

Lyric:
Looking at the world through the sunset in your eyes,
Travelling the train through clear Moroccan skies

3. Deana Carter – We Danced Anyway
The thrill of frantic dancing to music you’ve never heard before in an exotic location you’ve just found, penned by Randy Scruggs and Matraca Berg and bolstered by an accompanying video shot in Puerto Rico.

Lyric:
There was music everywhere, I can see us there
In a happy little foreign town

4. Men At Work – Down Under

This is not only Australia’s unofficial national anthem but also a hymn to that nation’s indefatigable wanderlust. And whisper it, co-written by a Scot.

Lyric:
I said do you speak-a-my-language?
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich

5. The Men They Couldn’t Hang – The Rabid Underdog
The ultimate pre-euro denomination budget travelogue. See also Chumbawamba’s ‘Home With Me’.

Lyric:
Squandered are my Gilders, in Deutschmarks I have none
In Zurich I was milked of all my Francs

6. Jimmy Buffett – Changes In Latitudes, Changes In Attitudes
A somewhat forced couplet, perhaps, but a nice corollary to the standard ‘travel broadens the mind’ homily.

Lyric:
Reading departure signs in some big airport
Reminds me of the places I’ve been
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
Makes me want to go back again

7. B-52s – Roam
Rapturous expression of aforementioned nomadic sentiments.

Lyric:
Fly the great big sky / See the great big sea
Kick through continents / Bustin’ boundaries

8. Johnny Cash – I’ve Been Everywhere
Amid the long list of Stateside destinations, Cash slips in a few from Canada as well as cities in Mexico and South America. And Bangor. Though likely he means Bangor, Saskatchewan rather than Bangor, South Wales.

Lyric:
I’ve been everywhere, man / Crossed the deserts bare, man
I’ve breathed the mountain air, man / Of travel I’ve had my share, man

9. Red Hot Chili Peppers – Around The World
The Peppers too start off parochial, listing romantic sojourns in Pennsylvania and California before making that rare American passport application and taking in Bombay, Switzerland and Russia. Alternatively there’s Daft Punk’s similarly titled anthem to global travel, though that’s a tad more minimalist.

Lyric:
I saw God / And I saw the fountains
You and me girl / Sittin’ in the Swiss mountains

10. Joe Jackson – Big World
A kind of culinary tourism, as Joe contemplates the delights of shrimps in Hong Kong, baklava in Istanbul and mushrooms in Bali.

Lyric:
Sitting on the floor in Kyoto / Marvel at the latest catch
Eat it as soon as you are able / Quick before they cook it

11. All Saints – Pure Shores
This Shaznay/William Orbit collaboration featured heavily in Thai tourist shakedown film The Beach, though more prosaically spawned a video filmed on the Norfolk coastline.

Lyric:
Take me somewhere I can breathe
I’ve got so much to see
This is where I wanna be

12. The Beach Boys – Kokomo
Late-period sans Brian Wilson Beach Boys effort written to accompany the Tom Cruise vehicle Cocktail -sees them extend their love of surf, sea and sand to destinations beyond California. Its title inspired the opening of a real-life holiday resort off the Florida Keys.

Lyric:
Aruba, Jamaica, Ooh, I wanna take you
Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego, Baby why don’t we go

13. The Clash – Safe European Home
Strummer and co, meanwhile, muse on the fact that if you venture away from the postcard beaches, Jamaica can be a trifle intimidating.

Lyric:
They got the sun and they got the palm tress
They got the weed, and they got the taxies
Whoa, the harder they come, n’ the home of ol’ Bluebeat
Yes I’d stay and be a tourist but can’t take the gun play

14. 10cc – Dreadlock Holiday
Messrs Gouldman and Stewart had similar reservations (actually, it’s said to be based on an incident witnessed by Justin Hayward of the Moody Blues). From the album Bloody Tourists….

Lyric:
Well he looked down at my silver chain
He said I’ll give you one dollar
I said, you’ve got to be joking, man
It was a present from me Mother

15. Wreckless Eric – Whole Wide World
A lovelorn wanderer’s endless quest for Mrs Right. With the caveat that, as mater rather damningly implies, with an approximate worldwide population of three and a half billion females, it might be a needle in a haystack.

Lyric:
When I was a young boy
My mama said to me
There’s only one girl in the world for you
And she probably lives in Tahiti

16. Frank Sinatra – Come Fly With Me
Written by Jimmy Van Heusen and Sammy Cahn, the former a keen pilot, it set the tone for ol’ Blue Eyes album of the same title, conceived as ‘a musical trip around the world’.

Lyric:
Come fly with me, let’s float down to Peru
In lama land there’s a one man band
And he’ll toot his flute for you

17. Counting Crows – Holiday In Spain
Well, we could have gone for ‘Y Viva Espana’ (“he rattled his maracas close to me” is, after all, a killer line), but this is less Sangria-specific.

Lyric:
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drink my worries down the drain
And fly away to somewhere new

18. Rufus Wainwright – Leaving for Paris
The city Morrissey would rather throw his arms around rather than multi-culti Britannia. Rufus sounds like he’s ready to join the Foreign Legion to oublier. See also Wasted Youth’s ‘Paris France’ (“Stupid French boys think they’re gigolos . . . Maurice Chevalier and all that jazz”)

Lyric:
So I’m leaving for Paris, don’t you try to find out where I am

19. Gogol Bordello – Wonderlust King
Darling, until you’ve seen the Taj Mahal, you simply haven’t lived…

Lyric:
Back in the day, yo, as we learned
A man was not considered to be fully grown
Had he not gone beyond the hills
Had he not crossed the seven seas

20. Dead Kennedys – Holiday In Cambodia
It is arguably the greatest punk song ever written; it’s certainly the most sarcastic. Asked to design a tourism advert in secondary school, I came up with this as a slogan. A long and steep academic decline ensued.

Lyric:
Well you’ll work harder with a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

21. John Denver – Leaving on a Jet Plane

Though his destination is obscured, the taxi’s waiting to take him to the airport but really he doesn’t want to go and he’ll be back with a wedding ring. Presumably he can pick up a suitable rock at a discount price from the bazaar.

Lyric:
But, Im leavin on a jet plane
Dont know when Ill be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

22. The Motors – Airport
Speaking of airports, this is the compulsory incidental music to accompany any consumer TV item featuring footage of planes.

So many destination faces going to so many places
Where the weather is much better
And the food is so much cheaper

23. The Beatles – Back In The USSR
Kudos here for little details: mentioning the omnipresent and ominous paper bag, the BOAC – British Overseas Airways Corporation – and featuring the then novel stereo effect of a plane crossing between your speakers. And Macca on drums, too.

Lyric:
Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn’t get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man, I had a dreadful flight

24. Pink Floyd – Wish You Were Here
More about dislocation and disaffection than anything touristy, but by employing the slogan most associated with tacky postcards from foreign climes, it sneaks in.

Lyric:
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,

25. The Four Tops – Goin’ Loco Down in Acapulco
Written by Messrs Dozier and Collins to soundtrack Buster, the tale of Ronnie Biggs’ fellow away on his toes train-robber.

Lyric:
You can hear voices pleading through those warm Latin nights.
Memories are lost and found, leaving broken hearts all over town

26. Bright Eyes – Tourist Trap
Along the lines of Gang Of Four’s ‘At Home He’s A Tourist’, but more specifically addressing the rover’s return.

Lyric:
And the road finally gave me back
But I don’t think I’ll unpack
Because I’m not sure if I live here any more

27. Rachel Sweet – Tourist Boys
A funky Latino deliberation on holiday romances and the limitations thereof.

Lyric:
Tourist boys, away from their mothers
Very expensive part-time lovers

28. Simple Minds – Travel
In which JK sets out all the attractions of yer modern culture binge.

Lyric:
I travel round
Decadence and pleasure towns
Tragedies, luxuries, statues, parks and galleries

29. Typically Tropical – Barbados
Horrific surprise ’75 chart hit. Notable for the voiceover by pretend airline pilot, Tobias Wilcock. The PC shelf-life of the fake Caribbean accent expiring literally the next week. One of them bought an airline or something.

Lyric:
I don’t want to be a bus driver all my life.
I’ve seen too much of Brixton town in the night.
Fly away on Coconut Airways

30. Sex Pistols – Holidays In The Sun
A coruscating filleting of the package holiday concept. While ‘God Save The Queen’ might have equated tourists with money in remarkably succinct terms, this features the boy Jonesy’s greatest riff and a fantastically OTT Wemarchtian intro.

Lyric:
A cheap holiday in other people’s misery

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A Thousand Nights Of Confusion – The Slits

Author: Alex Ogg

Zoe Street Howe’s new biography of punk’s original bad girls, The Slits, is released in July through Omnibus. Alex Ogg tried to find out more about  the motives behind the book and its conclusions.

You’re obviously of a slightly different generation to the Slits – what first attracted you to their legacy? When did you first hear their records?

Why, thank you for noticing (all that Botox has clearly paid off). Yes, I am, I’m almost exactly the same age as their wonderful album Cut – we’re both 30 this autumn – which seems auspicious. But since being a sprog I was always very interested in music from before my time, I used to rifle through my Dad’s prodigious vinyl collection all the time and spent most of my childhood in headphones, plucking out my favourite records here (Pete Townshend ones I loved, I was quite obsessed with him), discarding the Richard Clayderman ones there. So I always listened to records from the generation or so before, and adored the punky ones especially. I remember being about four and looking at a Toy Dolls single with awe – the fluorescent green cover, the chortlesome lyrics, the lairy shouting, I felt very akin to it all.

My love of punk, reggae and experimental music blossomed and continued but it was later that I got into The Slits, although I wished it had been earlier – what better role models could there have been for a teenage girl who didn’t want to play the game? When I first heard The Slits it all fell into place. I was listening to a punk compilation my friend had given me for my birthday, and the stand-out track by far was The Slits’ ‘I Heard It Through The Grapevine’. I couldn’t believe how cool it sounded, everything about it, all those funny vocal quirks and nuances of Ari’s, the menacing backing vocals and the funk/reggae element; fantastic. I wanted to hear more, bought Cut and then The Peel Sessions, and then my husband managed to procure me a copy of Return Of The Giant Slits (which wasn’t easy to come by at the time). I just fell in love with the creativity, the originality, the humour and just everything about them – including the fact they didn’t feel they had to be rampant militant feminists or ‘man-haters’ to do what they were doing – they just did it, against all odds, which ultimately meant they were feminist but in the most positive way. They didn’t have to say it, they were just girls doing what they wanted to do without feeling they had to worry about what anyone else thought, or feeling like they had to play up to a silly, sexist ideal to get where they needed to go. Which is great!

The Slits – alongside Poly Styrene, Siouxsie, Pauline Murray, the Raincoats, were the torch-bearers for (ahem) ‘women in punk’. To what extent, from your research, do you believe the movement can legitimately be said to have carried a feminist edge? Do you believe their work was a breakthrough from the boys’ club of rock ‘n’ roll?

I think just the fact that they were doing what they wanted to do, creatively and without feeling the need for permission or feeling they had to change, is very feminist, although The Slits were bored of being asked about Women’s Lib all the time just because they were an all-girl group. Were The Clash referred to as an all-boy group? No, they were just a group, and I think, from the Slits’ point of view at least, they would have loved just to have been seen as a group too, without feeling that people were obsessing over the female aspect of it in that political sense. I think there was something a little jarring about the ‘Women in Punk’ thing. Again, no-one talked about ‘Men in Punk’, they were just punks! It’s a shame they had to be seen as separate, and also lumped in with groups they actually didn’t necessarily feel they had anything in common with other than their gender.

Just from the fact they were pushing forward and doing their own thing as girls in 1970s Britain is feminist, but they might not have been thinking about it in that way. However, it would have been hard to ignore the fact that sexism was a big issue, as it still is but in a slightly more subtle way nowadays. I know that Poly Styrene felt she almost dampened her femininity completely by not playing up to certain visual ideals, in a bid to be taken seriously in her own right, I’m sure many people might not agree, but that seems to be how it felt for her. She even threatened to shave her head if she at any point felt she was going to be made into a sexual object (and I think she actually did it!) But I feel that, speaking for The Slits, they celebrated their femininity and expressed it very naturally in an unpretentious way, they were just themselves, so I don’t think they were as statementy as many people assume them to be.

As far as being a breakthrough from the boys’ club, definitely. They might not have gone into it with that sole objective but I think The Slits, just doing what they did and not feeling they had to play it like Suzi Quatro or the Runaways, inspired other acts such as The Raincoats and others, and it naturally broke through that glass ceiling, to a certain extent. Not as much as maybe it should have done – and looking at the music industry now, it sometimes feels like we’ve gone backwards – but it made a difference. And guys respected them as much as girls did. They didn’t just fancy them, they appreciated their music as much as they did the music of The Clash and Buzzcocks etc, so they did achieve something very important in that sense.

Conversely, is there a danger that too much critical theory gets in the way of what the band achieved musically? The (occasionally) great live shows, the wonderful Peel sessions, etc?

I think so, definitely! There are certain books out there on punk etc which are like dusty academic theses, which seems to not be quite in the right spirit from where I’m standing at least. These groups’ appeal in the first place was their immediacy, urgency and fire, so to pontificate too much about Situationism, feminism etc can dampen what was and still is exhilarating about those groups and their legacies, in my humble opinion.

I think The Slits achieved a heck of a lot musically, they went into some very interesting areas, and to listen to a lot of what they did now is still so exciting and a bit mind-bending. It would be a shame to theorise the arse out of it for the sake of obvious and often albeit perfectly relevant arguments about feminism and so on. I think some balance is necessary I suppose, and I hope the book reflects that. To pigeon-hole The Slits in any way would be a terrible shame, it would mean missing out on the magic. And no pigeon-hole exists that they could fit into anyway! There is so much more to them, and that is one of the reasons I felt so strongly that I wanted to write about them.

There was a fair degree of ambivalence that the band faced both from musicians and audiences – I’m thinking of the attempted knifing of Ari at the Screen on the Green gig, etc. Like Siouxsie, too, it took a long time for them to sign a recording contract. Why do you think they produced such hostility? And how far to you feel that was a function of their gender?

Yes, there was a lot of ambivalence, Don Letts said they were like the ‘Witches of West London’! People spat at them, assaulted them, just felt totally threatened by them. They turned a lot of things upside down, they wore togs from sex shops but toughened up the style so they looked scary and hard as opposed to submissive and dolly-bird-ish, which was intended to freak blokes out. Viv Albertine said that they ‘took what men liked and fucked it up for them.’

So they came in for it a lot because simply the way they looked, before you even got to the way they acted, could be extremely confusing for men. And needless to say they didn’t feel they should have to flirt and smile all the time to get what they wanted. I think they had to be quite tough in all their dealings because they were so often patronised by the men they worked with, engineers and sound guys etc. The world is still like that in many ways for women unfortunately, of course, even if it’s not an intentional sexism, it’s there, and they came up against it all the time, which was hard for them even though they mostly stayed very positive throughout.

According to Ari, the deal with the record contract was more that they were very determined to sign with the right label – I think there were quite a lot of labels interested in them, because lots of those groups were snapped up quite quickly, but they were really keen not to jump when the first one came along. Ari mentioned that Joe Strummer approached her in a club before they signed to Island and said, ‘Respect, The Slits, you’re the only ones who didn’t sell out,’ but she was totally bemused because she said The Slits really wanted to sign a record contract, they were just waiting for the right one!

Ari’s mum Nora was a bit of a mover and a shaker in the music industry so I imagine she must have been a good person to advise them on issues like this, which is why I think they were so careful despite being so incredibly young.

What do you think are the qualities of the individual members and their collective strengths?

Ari was and still is quite a dazzling performer, just one of the most exciting people you could see on stage – there is no one like her in any way! Plus her musicality cannot be underestimated; she has very original ideas and seems to be able to pick up any instrument and play it very well in a scarily short space of time! She also always had a real sense of freedom which meant she didn’t need to be coaxed into trying things out, she just did it – very inspiring.

Viv is also musical in the most original way; her composing is still very unpretentious and eccentric, very individual, and her songwriting is much more about story-telling. Budgie rightly observed that her lyrics are like diary entries, so every song she writes is very personal and quite emotionally exposed, which is brave. She was also very much a driving force behind the group, very grown-up and determined – she pulled things together a lot.

Tessa was the ‘quiet one’ – every band has to have a quiet one, and it’s usually the bass player! But she has a real strength and grittiness about her, and on stage she still exudes a real toughness. It works to have this more enigmatic character on stage alongside all the madness! And she became a really great reggae bass-player, really strong grooves. I know everybody went on about how ‘they couldn’t play’ but if you go beyond the early live gigs, there are some great live recordings of them, and the bass just sounds perfect on them, as does Viv’s twisted spaghetti-western guitar – they could play! And the people who wrote them off and ignored them after their chaotic early gigs really missed out on hearing some fabulous music.

Palmolive really created something new on the drums, and she also had the fire and determination to really go for it and get things happening very quickly within the band in those early years. Her writing could also swing from being rather poetic and contemplative to completely mad and very funny.

What’s your take on the decision to sign up with Talcy Malcy, which obviously saw off Palmolive?

From what I gather they felt at the time that they did need a push. They’d been messed about by so many managers they (apart from Palmolive) felt flattered that someone like Malcolm was so interested in them. So they thought they’d give him a try but the partnership didn’t last very long. His intentions for them were at odds with their own plans, as you can imagine! That wasn’t the only reason for Paloma’s departure but it was one in a long line of catalysts which created tension, but in the end it was more a case of, unfortunately, a pushing as opposed to a jumping.

Cut really divided the critics. On the one hand, some really bought the journey into dub. For others, the spontaneity of their live work and Peel sessions had gone. What’s your take on the group’s musical growth?

I think they really blossomed when they made Cut, apart from anything else, they were given the space, time and support to realise some of the ideas that they previously hadn’t been able to manifest.

I’m sure many people would argue that they were still very spontaneous live, you still never knew what was going to happen at a Slits gig and that their final Peel Sessions, post-Cut, were also really wonderful. They wanted to progress and get better, but many fans did feel betrayed when they felt their idols were moving on. I suppose it went from that feeling of ‘anyone can do this and so can you’ to something more complex which might have made some fans feel a bit separate. I would have thought that the real spirit of punk was doing what you wanted, expressing your individuality and not being held back by anything, but a lot of people who called themselves punks found it hard to cope with the reality of that when their heroes started moving forward and experimenting.

But in my opinion, the wild humour of The Slits is very much intact on Cut – on ‘Shoplifting’, for example, Ari puts so much effort into her screaming that she wet herself, and you can hear her giggling, ‘I pissed in my knickers!’ And it’s been left in the mix, which is very Slits!

Dennis Bovell was a great person to have around in the studio because he got their humour and what they wanted to do, but didn’t stifle them or just take over – The Slits wouldn’t have allowed that! But he worked them hard because he knew that they would want to be able to go out live and perform Cut to the best of their abilities. They had been on their own before this point, so it was good for them as musicians to really be able to develop their ideas with someone who could help them get it right and move forward.

Then they started exploring funk and world music but split in 1981; was that inevitable?

Yes, but I think they had quite a long career together considering how young they were – when they first formed in 1976 Ari was 14, Tessa was 17, Viv was 19, 20-odd (quite a gulf for a 20-year-old to be working with a 14-year-old too, apart from anything). They were growing and changing and becoming women within this close-knit but often fractious group, and they were all different people who were starting to grow up and away from each other and become interested in different things. So yes, I think it was probably inevitable, but I think it’s also fantastic that they had such an eventful and creatively alive five years together, they achieved a lot more than many people realise.

On a pragmatic side, how long did the book take to write, and how arduous was the research cycle?

I wrote the book in about 18 months all in all. I spent ages and ages trawling the internet initially for research but there was a comparatively limited amount of information out there on them, so everything really came from interviews, which was how I wanted it really, from the horses’ mouths. It was a complete adventure and I loved every minute of writing it, although it could be a bit of an emotional rollercoaster at times, I never once regretted doing it and find them all more inspiring as individuals and as a collective than ever.

Where do you see the band’s influence now?

Musically I hear it from time to time in different groups. It’s never quite the same, nor would one want it to be of course, as that would be missing the point of all that originality. If I hear bands that sound like them I get a bit annoyed – The Slits were going their own way and sounded like nobody else, why can’t you do the same? That would be more in the Slits’ spirit, ultimately!

But more importantly I think their influence is greater from the point of view of their attitudes and their spirit as a group. Just on a personal level, I found that after working with them and their compadres, in particular Keith Levene and the Raincoats, a lot of things clicked for me and I became much more confident, as a person and also in a creative sense – I ended up going back to music myself after a long hiatus (and am now working with Viv Albertine and Keith Levene, respectively) which is something I didn’t really know whether I’d ever get back into.

They’ve helped things to really blossom for me, so I hope that their positive, vital stance transmits through the book and has that effect on other people who read it too! I really feel their value as role models can’t be underestimated, you just have to get past the ‘mad girl punks’ thing – no one denies that they undoubtedly were that too, but they are so much more besides, and that’s why their legacy remains so inspiring.

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Listmania 4: A Playlist for my right dishonourable members

Author: Alex Ogg

“Everybody’s on the make,” as a man once known as Slade the Leveller sarcastically pointed out in ‘Great Expectations’, “that’s what made this country great”. Do the revelations about MPs expenses, while no great surprise to the cynics amongst us, mark the death throes of the political class? And do we care?

I couldn’t help but feel the season of shame should have its own playlist, though.

1. Girls Have Expenses – Stephanie White
And we’ll be dedicating our first song tonight to … Hapless Hazel Blears.

2. Pay to Cum – Bad Brains
Jacqui Smith is another girl with expenses. In this case, her hubby’s porn. Priceless. Only, of course, nothing that you can get a receipt for is ultimately priceless.

3. Flipping Quarters – Last Train Home
Cut those CGT blues at a stroke! It’s one thing forgetting where your house keys are. Forgetting where you actually live several times a year prompts the merest frisson of suspicion. Various (Con) Artists.

4. Persian Rug – Fats Waller
As Lynne Jones of Selly Oak will tell you, an MP cannot live by linoleum or shagpile alone.

5. Dead Duck – Badly Drawn Boy
The exact fate of Sir Peter Viggers, who used the public purse to fund his island duck house. Presumably this was a second residence and we may have to stump up for Donald’s fixtures and fittings in due course.

6. Beautiful Moat – The Lakes
Douglas Hogg clearly believes that an Englishman’s home is his castle (and Kettleburgh Hall very nearly is a castle), and he has every right to ensure the serfs cough up to keep the lower orders at arm’s length. On a musical note, we also paid to have his piano tuned.

7. Helicopter – Bloc Party
Trimming the hedges around his Helipad was a snip for Michael Spicer at a mere £609. The shear cheek of it? I’ll secateur that motion.

8. Eyeliner – Sonic Youth
A bargain at just a fiver, thought MP Jo Swinson. Unfortunately it wasn’t her fiver.

9. The Lamp Is Low – Dave Brubeck
Michael Gove’s elegant ‘Elephant Lamp’ is admittedly a thing of beauty. I just wish I wasn’t fucking paying for it.

10. More Manure – Digital Underground
David Heathcott-Amory is comfortable, it would appear, with the proles not only shovelling the brown stuff on his behalf, but paying for it too.

11. Chocolate Girl – Deacon Blue
Christmas is an expensive time of year. So if you could screw another 59p out of the taxpayer for a Chocolate Santa, Sian James decided, it would seem rude not to.

12. Imported Toilet Seat – Architects Of Sound
One is not surprised to spy John Prescott’s considerable snout in the trough. Said gentleman’s throne was replaced, again at taxpayers’ expense, within two years – presumably due to ballast-related splintering. A pertinent item of declared income with which to hallmark the man’s political career.

13. Four Mirrors – Loudon Wainwright
As well as a Don Juan bookcase, nice touch that, £1,235 was charged to the public purse by Richard Younger-Ross for – yup, four mirrors. Clearly this joker’s as vain as his compatriots are bent.

14. Lucifer’s Rocking Chair – Cancer Bats
Julia Goldsworthy – a great name for this whole affair, you must agree – invoiced us for, among other things, a leather rocking chair. And Laura Ashley curtains. Can’t you fund your own fashion crimes?

15. Man Enough To Be A Woman – Wayne County
Immigration minister Phil Woolas stung us for a woman’s blouse – as well as panty liners, nappies and comics. Clearly the sort to leave IOU’s in church collection plates.

16. Painting By Numbers – Television Personalities
John Redwood managed to get paid double for his painting and decorating after submitting the same receipt twice. Tsk! No doubt he was mortified at the oversight.

17. The Gentlemen’s Club – Brendan Murphy
John Maples hit on the genius idea of being able to claim for a second home by listing the RAC Club as his main residence. Is that cheek or ingenuity?

18. The Moles Are Coming – The Residents
John Gummer, that nice man who fed his own child a burger to prove BSE was harmless, invites us to sympathise – financially – with the mole problem on his Suffolk spread. The weasel infestation in Westminster has sadly not similarly been addressed.

19. Anyone For Tennis? – Cream
Oliver Letwin’s tennis court repairs. From the man who brought you the poll tax and the Tories’ leading spokesman on Labour excess and over-spending.

20. She Drove Me To Daytime Television – Funeral For A Friend
Gerald Kaufmann must have been gutted when he got knocked back after submitting a claim of £8,865 for a television. That’s not a television, Gerald. That’s a cinema.

‘The North Will Rise Again… An oral history of Manchester Music’ John Robb

Author: Alex Ogg

Alex Ogg talks to John Robb – author, musician, journalist – about his new history of Manc-rock in a rocksbackpages exclusive.

It’s actually 25 years since I last interviewed John (then of the Membranes) for my fanzine. In subsequent years he has gone on to front Goldblade, write a series of books, and if there’s any music journalist extant who is more prolific, I don’t know of them.

This is your second oral history John following on from Punk Rock, but you’ve also written more conventional narrative-based books. What, to your mind, are the advantages and disadvantages of each approach? What are the nuances involved in building a quote-based book that maintains pace and development, etc?

What really works with an oral history is that you get closer to the truth; there is less of a temptation to rewrite the story to fit in with the linear, shrunken story. All music scene histories shrink as time goes on and are built around a handful of key events and bands, missing out on unlikely sources and personalities. An oral history opens these out again. It was important to get different voices into the narrative as these people often get ignored. I like the way it feels like you are in a room with all these voices telling you what happened. I think Manchester, like punk, suits oral history- the people are impassioned and great talkers and have a real sense of pop culture and their reasons for being involved. The drawback is that you have to try to fit these voices into some sort of narrative – you have to get the quotes into the right order to tell the story! I think the oral history paces itself though, and the storytellers have their own unique energy. The main disadvantage is that you become a chronicler and it’s not as creative a process as writing yourself. You are a collector of quotes and stories – a custodian of the spoken word. It leaves you itching to write and wallow in your own turn of phrase and get the art buzz from the word flow- the footnotes that appear at the bottom of the page are just not enough space for personal creativity!

What’s your working methodology on a book like this? I think that would be of interest to other writers. How hard is it to be focused on a single project when you’re obviously doing other things at the same time? Do you have a team of researchers and transcribers (ha ha, I think I know the answer to this one…)

Unfortunately it’s just me and it’s an insane schedule. I’m permanently on my laptop tapping away – transcribing the tapes takes forever! Some of the interviews were 4/5 hours long so you can imagine how long it takes to transcribe them! It costs a fortune to get someone to transcribe for you so unfortunately it’s one of those things you are stuck with! I’m a focused person and if something needs to get done it will get done even if five things need to get done at once. Halfway though the book you just think about how great it will be to hold the finished item at the end as some sort of insane motivation. It’s a matter of just getting the interviews finished and then transcribed and then worked into the book. And if that means they are getting done in the back of the van on the way to a gig or in the dressing room or in the sleeping bag whilst sleeping on someone’s floor, then so bit it. I’ve transcribed tapes in motorway service stations and in airport lounges all over the world. It’s a bit more exciting than sitting in some plastic bar, and as I don’t drink, it gives me something to do and harnesses the infernal energy into something useful.

Which rather leads us into… you’re a writer AND musician. Do you think that gives you a greater insight into what makes musicians tick when you’re writing about them? If you were forced, at gunpoint, to choose one over the other, which would it be? (Fence-sitting not acceptable).

It’s not a greater insight- it’s a different insight. There is a certain understanding about what you have to go through as a musician and other musicians do relate to that. Also you know a lot of the people from the other side of the fence, so to speak, having shared rehearsal rooms and venues etc with them over the years. Playing live to a wild crowd having a great time is the greatest feeling in the world. Sitting at a laptop doesn’t seem to have the same physical rush! Plucking songs out of thin air is an amazing feeling and when that song connects with people it’s really thrilling. It’s an instant hit.

Let’s talk Manchester. What’s your personal take on why so much great music came out of there? I know you’ve got Tony Wilson’s sagacity (superior taste/record collections) and also people like Bruce Mitchell talking about the history of the city in terms of politics and demographics. What would you identify as the key factors?

There are several factors. It’s a very welcoming city- waves of immigration have left chunks of the city with an open attitude to outsiders. Its also a big city – bigger than its official population figure of 400 000. In reality there about three million people in its catchment area and surrounding towns – that’s a lot of people and a lot of potentially good musicians! There was always a very broad-minded thing going on with a myriad of bizarre influences mashing together. Even on the initial punk scene with Buzzcocks’ art rock and Slaughter and the Dogs, northern soul and Bowie mash ups. The fact that it was the second punk city gave it a head start for modern times. This was also arguably the biggest black music city in the UK. Not because of the bands it produced, but more in terms of music that people were listening to in the clubs in the 1960s – the coffee bar culture that was crushed by the cops and then by a million tons of concrete when they built the Arndale shopping centre. But there was enough time for the idea of northern soul to be invented here. Being the world’s world first industrial city helped- it became a magnet for an immigrant population bringing lots of different flavours and ideas. There are plenty of stories of street musicians from Italy and other European countries playing home-grown music and polkas in all night street parties. A tough city needs entertaining! The black American service men at nearby Burtonwood air base brought their record collections to town in the forties and this helped to infuse the city with a taste for black music. In the post punk era the city also had a big media centre with Granada and this helped to give bands a platform. It’s hard to over-estimate the power of Tony Wilson’s ‘So It Goes’ TV show- the first TV programme to show the Sex Pistols in the world two months before the Bill Grundy incident. These things have got to affect young minds. The media has always been big and nationally influential in Manchester and there was always a huge student population bringing new ideas and enthusiasm to the city…

Speaking of Tony W, to paraphrase him, he once talked about ‘printing the legend’ rather than the truth. How do you, as a writer, strike a balance between using material that makes for eye-popping copy rather than establishing the veracity of everything?

The truth is weirder than fiction – Tony was just playing when he said that. He knew that people like Sean Ryder have a better story than any PR could ever make up. Most of the stories of Manchester are real. I know, I’ve seen most of them! The legend is reality and that’s the beauty of the story.

Who were the most satisfying/revealing interviewees for the book? Who surprised you with the depth of their insight, etc? Who are the people in this story who maybe don’t get the credit they deserve?

Johnny Marr is a walking pop culture dictionary and so is Ian Brown. Noel Gallagher is a genius interviewee but most northern bands can talk for ever about pop music and pop culture and be brutally honest – a dream for the interviewer. I included lots of smaller bands. Slaughter And the Dogs made some great records and were a big influence on Johnny Marr and the Stone Roses. The Chameleons were one of the biggest bands in the city in the eighties. I covered the roots of the hip-hop scene and how it affected lots of the city’s eventual key players. There’s a big chunk of stuff in there about the breakdancers. I also covered a lot of the clubs apart from the Hacienda that were key in that period in the city but often get left out of the story.

Give me five Manchester records you couldn’t live without.

Buzzcocks: Spiral Scratch’. Arguably the one true punk record
Stone Roses: ‘Stone Roses’. Classic guitar anthems
The Fall: ‘Grotesque’. A grubby and imaginative freak world
Black Grape: ‘Reverend Black Grape’. Glorious comeback
Oasis: ‘Definitely Maybe’. If you grew up with glam rock you would understand this record properly.
The Smiths: ‘How Soon is Now’ for the guitar and the poetry!

John Robb – no harder working journalist in pop music. Even if he can’t count for toffee.

The North Will Rise Again is out now through Aurum Press

Listmania 3: Alternative Band Names

Author: Alex Ogg

Too much time on my hands? Me?

(this is one where I have to credit the likes of URW, Bert, Collywobble and Velasquez from ‘another
forum’. Some of them are my own, however. Not the best ones, obviously).

Ultra Woks
(Ken Hom’s side-band)

The Dead Ken Doddys
(scored with hard-hitting single ‘What you need, missus, is a Holiday In Camber Sands’)

Job Division
(unemployed Manc protest group of the Thatcher era; biggest hit – ‘Gov. will tear us apart’)

King Magnolia
(psychedelic band widely criticised for lacking imagination)

Talking Herds
(David Byrne’s flirtation with the Wildebeest Music of the Serengeti (Gnu Wave) turned out to be a
road to nowhere)

Rodeohead
(Texan public schoolboys who scored unlikely hits with ‘Steer Spirit’ and ‘Paranoid Bovine’)

Wang Chuck
(Manchester mid-80s combo who became the house band at the Rover’s Return)

Flog All Seagulls
(Brutal Goth band who evolved from That Petrel Emotion)

New Odour
(Popular band on legendary Manchester label Olfactory Records)

Frankie Goes to Southport
(early incarnation of Liverpudlian supergroup caught short by glamour deficit of original appellation)

De Stijl Council
(Paul Weller briefly linked with this Dutch group, disastrously resulting in former Jam fans
deserting him for being too square)

The Inedible String Band
(started out as waiters in a notoriously low-rent Brixton spaghetti house)

The Teatflop Explodes
(formed in tribute to Janet Jackson’s Superbowl appearance)

Johnny Hates Jizz
(Solo artist struggling to reconcile his homophobia)

Spandau Billet
(Berlin act formed in prison by Kemp brothers)

Listmania: Recession Songs

Author: Alex Ogg
A collection of songs inspired by economic woes. Of course, there are many more ‘broke’ songs, but these address downturns in the economic cycle in some specific way, if not always intentionally.

1. Merle Haggard – If We Make It Through December

The 1973 single is Haggard’s story of a daddy who can’t “afford no Christmas cheer” and dreams of relocating to California.

Lyric:

Got laid off down at the factory / And there things are not the greatest in the world / Heaven knows I been workin’ hard / I wanted Christmas to be right for daddy’s girl

2. David Gray – Nightblindness

An unlikely choice, perhaps, but doubtless due for a revival to accompany news features on dealing with ruinous credit card bills due to the pained question it leaves hanging mid-song.

Lyric:

What we gonna do when the money runs out?

 

3. Woody Guthrie – Dust Bowl Refugee

Almost anything from the Guthrie canon, especially those about the rural poor, might be appropriate.

Lyric:

From the south land and the drought land / Come the wife and kids and me / And this old world is a hard world / For a dust bowl refugee

4. Marvin Gaye – Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler)

See also Gil Scott Heron’s ‘Whitey’s On The Moon’ for a coruscating rebuttal of economic priorities during the space race.

Lyric:

Rockets, moon shots / Spend it on the Have-nots / Money, we make it / ‘Fore we see it, you take it

5. BB King – Recession Blues

Typical of the blues, it’s all about his girl leaving him, really (with recession as contributory factor).

Lyric:

Since the recession I’m losing my baby / Because the times are getting so hard

6. Pizzicato Five – Recession, La Depression

It’s in Japanese, so I’m trusting to an online interpretation here. How is the Yen holding up?

Lyric:

We’ve been going through quite a recession these days / The world is going through some crisis, I tell you

7. Otis Rush – Double Trouble

Another fairly straightforward, but nonetheless rousing, nailing of the domestic American economy in troubled times.

Lyric:

I lay awake at night can’t sleep just so troubled / It’s hard to keep a job, laid off and havin’ double trouble / Hey, they say you can make it if you try / Yes, in this generation of millionaires, it’s hard for me to keep decent clothes to wear

8. Skids – Working For The Yankee Dollar

Can we have this? Just as a way of acknowledging how toxic Sterling has become? On the other hand, you’ve got Peter Tosh’s ‘The Day The Dollar Die’. Anyone game for a list of popular songs using currency speculation as metaphor? No?

Lyric:

And all flags and Yankee mags which embroidered all the meaning / In an oversight, forgot the fight, which never bore elation

9. Donna Summer – She Works Hard For The Money

Disco was never noted for being a natural vehicle for protest, but Summer’s tribute to the working waitress (one presumes) is noteworthy.

Lyric:

It’s a sacrifice working day to day / For little money, just tips for pay

10. The Carter Family – No Depression In Heaven

First recorded by the Carter Family in ’36, ‘No Depression’ birthed an entire genre of music.

Lyric:

For fear the hearts of men are failing / For these are latter days we know / The Great Depression now is spreading / God’s word declared it would be so

11. Billy Joel – Allentown

Joel’s Springsteen-esque lyric about a Pennsylvanian town hit by the recession.

Lyric:

Well we’re living here in Allentown / And they’re closing all the factories down / Out in Bethlehem they’re killing time / Filling out forms – Standing in line

12. Young Jeezy – The Recession

Carolina rapper who caused a bit of a stir during the election campaign when he made some positive noises about John McCain (quickly retracted). In terms of topicality, his 2008 album of the same title was bang on the money though.

Lyric:

It’s a recession – everybody broke / So I just come back to give everybody hope

13. Specials – Ghost Town

The unsurpassable audio document of the last UK recession. Or should that be second to last?

Lyric:

Government leaving the youth on the shelf / This place, is coming like a ghost town / No job to be found in this country / Can’t go on no more / The people getting angry

14. John Mellencamp – Down and Out In Paradise

“Dear Mr President” – Mellencamp takes his protest to the White House.

Lyric:

Can’t draw unemployment for some unknown reason / My kids are hungry / I’ve got four mouths to feed / I go out everyday lookin’ for suitable employment / Do you think there’s something you could do for me?

15. Drake Guy – Welfare Cadillac

‘Welfare Cadillac’ is an American pejorative for benefit fraudsters. Richard Nixon asked Johnny Cash to play it at the White House in 1972. Cash declined. See also ‘Public Assistance’ by Agnostic Front for the same sentiment in an entirely different musical setting.

Lyric:

The Salvation Army cuts their hair and gives them clothes to wear on their backs / So we can dress up and ride around / And show off this new Cadillac.

16. Bruce Springsteen – My Hometown

A thinly veiled attack on the grim urban decline caused by Reaganomics. Probably.

Lyric:

They’re closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks / Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain’t coming back / To your hometown

17. Eric Clapton (and sundry others) – Nobody Knows You When You’re Down And Out

Originally written by Jimmy Cox in ’23, and one of the great Depression era songs. And ain’t it the truth, still.

Lyric:

In your pocket, not one penny / And as for friends, you don’t have any.

18. Simply Red – Money’s Too Tight To Mention

Yer Hucknall fella, he’s not just for romancin’ yer lady.

Lyric:

I been laid off from work / My rent is due / My kids all need / Brand new shoes

19. Johnny Cash – Busted

Cash, too, has those new school shoes blues.

Lyric:

My bills are all due and the babies need shoes / But I’m Busted / Cotton is down to a quarter a pound

20. Bob Dylan – A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall

Written during the Cuban missile crisis, this has enough grim portent about it to soundtrack fiscal Armageddon too. As for the lyric? Well, let’s hope it doesn’t get to that stage, Bob. Oh, hang on, it already has.

Lyric:

I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children

21. Ray Charles – Hard Times

Ray Charles knew about hard times.

Lyric:

Well I soon found out / Just what she meant / When I had to pawn my clothes / Just to pay the rent

22. Ry Cooder – How Can A Poor Man Stand Such Times And Live?

Another of the great Depression era songs, originally recorded in 1929 by Blind Alfie Reed. Springsteen covered it recently, too.

Lyric:

When we get our grocery bill, we just feel like making our will / tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?

23. Steely Dan – Black Friday

Stock market problems, of course, aren’t anything new. ‘Black Friday’ invokes the 1869 gold crash. Leaving broke investors to wash up in Muswellbrook, Australia (pronounced wrongly, apparently, in the song), to feed kangaroos.

Lyric:

When Black Friday comes / I’ll stand down by the door / And catch the grey men when they dive from the fourteenth floor

24. Jimmy Witherspoon – Money’s Getting Cheaper

The blues shouter ponders dietary considerations in a financial crisis.

Lyric:

Well, politicians are telling folks /To cut out on their meat / Why can’t they cut the price / And let the people eat?

25. Tennessee Ernie Ford – Sixteen Tons

Performed by everyone from Eric Burdon to Johnny Cash, and notable for invoking the ‘company store’ scam that was the bane of the industrialised working class. Author Merle Travis wrote it about his miner father.

Lyric:

You load sixteen tons an’ what do you get? / Another day older, deeper in debt / St Peter don’t you call me cause I can’t go / I owe my soul to the company store.

26. Harry Chapin – The Day They Closed The Factory Down

A nod both to outsourcing for cheap labour and industrial accidents with a $10 pay-off.

Lyric:

So they’re talkin’ of the changes the closing brings about / Talkin’ of the hard times and the young folks moving out / Yes, they’re talking as if talking can make everything all right

27. Rainmakers – Government Cheese

While this song by Kansas’s Rainmakers displays some similarities to ‘Welfare Cadillac’ in disparaging the unemployed, the song was inspired by the real-life handout of dairy products to the poor during the Reagan era under the Temporary Emergency Food provisions.

Lyric:

Give a man free food and he’ll figure out a way / To steal more than he can eat ’cause he doesn’t have to pay / Give a woman free kids and you’ll find them in the dirt / Learning how to carry on the family line of work

28. 10cc – Wall Street Shuffle

Replete with references to John Paul Getty, the Rothschilds and Howard Hughes, ‘Wall Street Shuffle’ also  acknowledges where a fall in the Dow might land you.

Lyric:

You’ve gotta be cool on Wall Street / When your index is low / Down Jones ain’t got time for the bums / They wind up on skid row with holes in their pockets

29. Clash – Lost In The Supermarket

Not specifically a recession song per se, but who isn’t monitoring their shopping trolley these days?

Lyric:

I can no longer shop happily / I came in here for that special offer . . . I save coupons for packets of tea

And the winner is…

30. Bing Crosby – Brother, Can You Spare A Dime?

Ey Harburg and Jay Gorney’s Depression epic acknowledged the achievements of the working man from the railroads to heavy industry before being thrown on the scrapheap when judged surplus to requirements. A socialist, Harburg also wrote the lyrics for the film adaptation of The Wizard Of Oz, using the opportunity to express support for Roosevelt’s ‘New Deal’ reforms.

Lyric:

They used to tell me I was building a dream / And so I followed the mob when there was earth to plough / Or guns to bear / I was always there right on the job / They used to tell me I was building a dream / With peace and glory ahead/ Why should I be standing in line just waiting for bread?

(Ten Just Below The Poverty Line)

Gang of Four – To Hell With Poverty

“To hell with poverty / We’ll get drunk on cheap wine”. Quite.

Jean Ritchie – The L&N Don’t Stop Here Any More

A coal mining town disappears from the map.

James McMurtry – We Can’t Make It Here Anymore

Another ode to outsourcing and workers’ migration.

REM – Finest Worksong

Mentions Henry Thoreau, the author of various ‘simple living’ texts. Might be handy if we all have to go back to nature.

Randy Newman – Mr. President (Have Pity On The Working Man)

Following Mellencamp’s example, Randy goes direct.

Bob Marley – Them Belly Full (But We Hungry)

“A hungry mob is an angry mob,” notes Robert Nesta.

Gary US Bonds – Out Of Work

Written by Springsteen, but hang on – aren’t you asking for trouble naming yourself after a quoted commodity?

AC/DC – Downpayment Blues

They’ve got “holes in their shoes” (funny how powerfully symbolic footwear can be in straitened times), are “way overdue” and thus have “downpayment blues”.

Van Morrison – You Gotta Make it Through the World

Van empowers the underdog (namechecking ‘Nobody Knows You . . .’ in the process).

Broke ‘n’ English – Skit

UK rappers recount, in essence, a loan sharks for U advert to address your debt problems (“Terms and conditions apply. Don’t pay us back and we’ll beat the fuck out of you”).

 

Punk’s Sistine Chapel?

Author: Alex Ogg


45 Revolutions – Mario Panciera

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Discussing musical encyclopaedias recently reminded me of what is probably the ultimate reference work I have ever encountered; Mario Panciera’s completely mind-boggling 45 Revolutions. I wrote something suitably pompous about it a while ago but never did anything with it. So here’s an updated review.

Synonymous with the great works of Titian and the Renaissance, alongside some of the world’s most exquisite architecture, Venice is now home to a modern wonder of publishing. Titian was known among his peers as ‘the sun amidst small stars’, a derivation of Dante that could be readily applied to the somewhat more obscure constellation inhabited by the author of 45 Revolutions. Mario Panciera’s book features a depth of research and labour that, in its own way, evokes comparison to Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel.

It is one man’s obsessive quest for perfection. Panciera has spent 20 years compiling his catalogue of the UK’s often vulgar but ultimately resplendent DIY, punk and independent singles. It is an exercise in indefatigable enthusiasm, and quasi-religious in scope. Yet the subjects of his canvas are Sid Sideboard & The Chairs and The Fred Banana Combo, alongside the completely esoteric (Ford Workers On Strike’s protest single, the Fruit Eating Bears and their doomed attempt to conquer Eurovision with a punk record). There are even a few records you may have heard of.

It is a devotional enterprise rendered in exquisite detail. Can such a volume possibly stand comparison with ‘the masters’? The tenets and homilies of Christianity likely have far broader appeal than, for example, the 20 different picture sleeves that accompanied the release of the Twilight Zoners EP. That didn’t stop Panciera meticulously collecting each variation and having them individually photographed. Perhaps a better comparison might be made with legendary trainspotter Ian Allan’s ABC manuals, or Stanley Gibbons, although the latter’s first stamp collecting catalogue had its share of errors and inconsistencies. Panciera would have despaired at any such lack of monastic diligence.

The project has taken on a mythical status among record collectors. Panciera missed his original deadline by the small factor of eight years. Many speculated that this Holy Grail would never be completed to the author’s satisfaction. But it is, and despite costing a hefty 85 Euros, the first print run was completely gobbled up, prior to any reviews or promotion, simply on the strength of word of mouth.

Genuinely charming in person, Panciera bridles at the thought that others would submit to the pressures of fiscal prudence and pragmatism, and selfishly thrust on the world something that isn’t perfect. Consequently the production values of the book – in terms of paper, cut, binding and cover – evoke the gravitas of a Gutenburg Bible. Some bare facts: it’s 1,200 pages long, and includes over 7,000 photographs, the majority in colour. Over 3,000 singles by more than 2,000 artists are documented, each accompanied by a reproduction of its sleeve or label, alongside exhaustive biographical notes and a survey of contemporaneous reviews.

Panciera has afforded his subject the reverence the great painters might grant Biblical allegory. The stories are legion. Did he really employ scientists to carbon date a disputed release to establish its authenticity? Yes, even though the matter at hand was a single by critically-disregarded Manchester punk band the Drones, which is hardly the Turin Shroud. On another occasion he re-set the entire book days before publication, after the discovery of a slight variation in a John Foxx single came to light.

This is arguably madness, or a remarkably unyielding expression of obsession. Panciera is actually a successful composer of contemporary classical repertoire, albeit under a guarded identity. Beyond 1979, when the book’s brief closes, he rarely troubled himself with popular music at all, electing instead to complete and curate his record collection, on which the book is based. Sit him behind a piano, and he can explain nuances of tonal shift and the intricacies of modern musical theory. Yet he has dedicated the majority of his adult life to documenting vinyl records produced, in the main, on a budget that wouldn’t buy a round in the 100 Club, by teenagers for whom more than three chords was deemed heretical profligacy. But then if you’re Mario Panciera, the devil may be in the detail, but you can also find God there too.

45 Revolutions has been re-pressed and is available here

An online blog is here

Alex Ogg

Listmania: Songs about losing your virginity. Or not.

Author: Alex Ogg

The toppermost of the poppermost of cherry poppin’ pop.

1, Alex Harvey – Next!

Harvey’s acutely chilling account of how the army will ‘make a man’ of you.

I followed a naked body / A naked body followed me, Next! Next! / I was just a child when my innocence was lost / In a mobile army whorehouse

2. The Boys – First Time

Authentically based on author John Plain losing his virginity aged 15. Round the back of the youth club, as you do. However, his belief that this was a mutual deflowering – the lyric draws on his paramour’s words – were thrown into sharp relief when he had to visit the clap clinic a few weeks later.

Oh, oh oh oh, it’s my first time / Oh, oh oh oh, please be kind / Oh, oh oh oh, don’t hurt me

3. Vanessa Carlton – White Houses

From the Pennsylvanian singer-songwriter’s 2004 album – ‘white houses’ serving as an evocation of that ol’ colour-coded scale – the purity pantone.

And you, maybe you’ll remember me / What I gave is yours to keep / In white houses

4. Deanna Carter – Strawberry Wine

A nostalgic reflection about frolicking in the fields, with a wistful nod to arable plentitude and fertility.

The fields have grown over now/ Years since they’ve seen the plough / There’s nothing time hasn’t touched / Is it really him or the loss of my innocence I’ve been missing so much?

5. Radiohead – True Love Waits

Was Uncle Thom’s typically opaque lyric inspired by the Christian abstinence movement formed in 1993 beyond the titular reference?

And true love waits / In haunted attics / And true love lives / On lollipops and crisps

6. The Pretenders – Tattooed Love Boys

Not entirely sure about this, but it could be read as a metaphor for divestment of one’s inhibitions. And if that’s the case, I would love someone to explain to me the ‘changing tyres’ sexual analogy. With diagrams, please.

Was a good time, yeah / I got pretty good / At changing tyres upstairs bro / I shot my mouth off and you showed me what that hole was for

7. Rod Stewart – Tonight’s The Night

Trust the Rodster to rescue us from such quandaries of non-literalism.

Don’t say a word my virgin child / Just let your inhibitions run wild / The secret is about to unfold / Upstairs before the night’s too old

8. Pulp – Do You Remember The First Time?

Jarvis reminds us that sexual confusion is a cradle to grave gig. And if something’s worth doing, it’s worth regretting afterwards.

Do you remember the first time? / I can’t remember a worse time

9. Lyfe Jennings – ‘S.E.X.’

First single from the soulster’s second album expressing concern about teenagers being pressured into having sex. Or s.e.x. if you prefer pseudo acronyms.

Girl it’s just your s.e.x. / Momma’s secret / And Daddy gon go crazy when he finds out that his baby’s found her s.e.x. /Take a deep breath and think before you let it go

10. Foreigner – Feels Like The First Time

From a band that did rather specialise in the subject; see also ‘I Want To Know What Love Is’ and, arguably, ‘Waiting For A Girl Like You’.

And it feels like the first time / Like it never did before / Feels like the first time, like we’ve opened up the door

11. Madonna – Like A Virgin

An obvious choice, although Madge is kidding no-one on the authenticity stakes.
You make me feel shiny and new / Like a virgin

12. Poe – I’m Not A Virgin Anymore

Fellow songstress Poe, however, is telling it like it is; to all-comers (so to speak). It precedes the artist recounting having been ‘taken’ and ‘hung up’, which is probably analogy but might just be literal. You can never tell.

I just thought you should know my darling / Before we begin / I’m not a virgin anymore

13. Lifehouse – First Time

Adopting the familiar device of cloaking the act in metaphor.

We’re crashing into the unknown / We’re lost in this but it feels like home

14. Tommy James & The Shondells – I Think We’re Alone Now

Both Tiffany and Girls Aloud have enjoyed success with this hugely suggestive paean to the twanging of the hormonal harpsichord.

I think we’re alone now / There doesn’t seem to be anyone around

15. Betty Wright – Tonight Is The Night

After ‘First Time’, the second most popular titular appellation for recounting one’s debut efforts at doing the dirty deed in popular song.

Tonight is the night / That you make me a woman / You said you’ll be gentle with me / And I hope you will

16. Little Stevie McCabe – The Virgin

Oklahoma rocker offers confessional on having not yet received his invitation to the party.

I talked to my doctor he said you got to lose weight / I said Doc, that ain’t my problem / I wanna get laid

17. Elvis Costello – Mystery Dance

Thinly veiled, Romeo and Juliet-themed deliberation on the awkwardness of making the parts fit. Anatomically very suggestive, though possibly not by design.

Well, I was underneath the covers in the middle of the night / Trying to discover my left foot from my right

18. The Piranhas – Virginity

Brighton’s foremost (OK, only) ska-funk post-punkers don’t spare the blushes on this ode to virginity as unshakeable affliction.

At my age I should be an expert / I don’t even know if it hurts . . . I’m terrified, that I will be a virgin for the rest of my life

19. Prince – Head

The squiggly messiah’s Lewinsky-esque moment, in which he encounters a virginal bride en route to her nuptials who nevertheless offers him romantic consolation. Jolly sociable of her, all things considered. Worryingly graphic.

But you’re such a hunk / So full of spunk / I’ll give you head

20. City-X – First Fuck

While this Danish hardcore band, unequipped with poetic adornments, are simply grateful.

First fuck … It was, it was, it was … lovely

21. AC/DC – Squealer

Ah, the libidinous gods of Oz Rock were never knowingly undersold on conquest anecdotage.

She said she’s never been, never been balled before / ‘n’ I don’t think she’ll ever ball no more (fixed ‘er good)

22. Janet Jackson – Let’s Wait A While

Let’s not.

When we get to know each other / And we’re both feeling much stronger / Then let’s try to talk it over / Let’s wait a while longer

23. Christine Aguilera – Genie In A Bottle

You just haven’t earned it yet, baby.

You’re licking your lips and blowing kisses my way / But that don’t mean I’m gonna give it away . . . Hormone’s racing at the speed of light / But that doesn’t mean it’s gotta be tonight

24. The Standells – Try It

AC/DC-esque in its fulsome promises. Banned from airplay, we hear, due to Mr Action’s lascivious delivery.

By the way you look I can tell that you want some action / Action is my middle name / Come over here, pretty girl, I’ll give you satisfaction

25. Smiths – How Soon Is Now

Pop’s most celebrated virgo intacto, you could read half of Morrissey’s songbook as canonical. This one definitely seems to fit, though so too does ‘Girl Afraid’, ‘Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me’ and half a dozen others.

When you say it’s gonna happen now / Well, when exactly do you mean? / See I’ve already waited too long / And all my hope is gone

26. Typhus – Anal Rape Of The Virgin Mary

The only bon mots from the above song we could even possibly contemplate posting here…

Behold thee unclean spirit / Conjured with only one purpose / I rape your symbol of purity

27. Jermaine Stewart – We Don’t Have To Take Our Clothes Off To Have A Good time

No, but it helps. Wasn’t entirely convinced that this is an allusion to the subject at hand, but the ‘cherry wine’ bit at the end kinda clinches it.

We could dance and party all night / And drink some cherry wine

28. Big Joe Turner – Cherry Red

Later covered by the Groundhogs, the song that birthed a record label.

The warmth of my body will heat you / Make your blood run cherry red

29. Traditional – Ball Of Kerrymuir

One for our rugger buggers.

Four-and-twenty virgins come down from Inverness / And when the ball was over, there were four-and-twenty less.

And the winner is….

30. Meatloaf – Paradise By The Dashboard Lights

You’ve got to hand it to the big fella for coming up with the melodramatic chops to match the occasion. Wonderfully, the song incorporates a long radio interlude from a baseball game, in which our hero finally reaches fourth base, thereby completing the teen-slang summit of escalating achievement in sexual congress.

And I gotta let ya know / No you’re never gonna regret it / So open up your eyes I got a big surprise / It’ll feel all right / Well I wanna make your motor run

Gimme Some Truth: Music reference works in the digital age

Author: Alex Ogg

Remember when content was king? It was one of the enduring myths of the tech bubble alongside stratospheric growth projections, the paperless office, etc. But where has the combo of new technology and open access media left the real value of content and scholarship?

Research used to be so much harder. If you regularly worked for a music paper you had access to a cuttings or back issue library, or so I am given to understand, never having worked for an ‘inkie’. Then there were the staples of a music writer’s bookshelf; The Guinness chart books, the excellent Trouser Press guides, Pete Frame’s exquisite Family Tree series – which never did quite fit said bookshelf – the Guinness (later Q) Book Of Rock Stars, etc. I did some editing on the latter and also wrote for the Guinness EPM (Encyclopaedia of Popular Music) for my sins. And there were also genre-specific titles, but nowhere near the plethora that emerged around the start of the nineties, seemingly driven by the back catalogue boom of CD – a point at which there also seemed to a growing recognition of the legitimacy of taking popular music ‘seriously’. (For some reason heavy metal guides seemed to proliferate, but there was a boom also in reggae, blues and, from a standing start, hip hop tomes as the decade progressed).

But that cottage industry has been decimated by the advent of Wikipedia, blogs and fan sites. The first selling point of many of those standard texts was that they contained more raw detail than you could find elsewhere. That’s something that no print publication will ever again be able to claim. The second was the quality and integrity of information. Now, in many cases those claims were utterly bogus – you only have to read Bill Drummond’s 45 to find out how someone allocating you the wrong birthplace in one publication soon becomes a viral untruth, with efforts to disprove a widely held falsehood descending into Kafkaesque farce. Generally speaking, the works were well researched and fact-checked. But now, if you want specific information, beyond the potted histories that even an enterprise as huge as the online (and occasionally printed) All Music Guide can offer, you are going to hit the band’s fan websites, official or otherwise. Not least because the hyperlinking allows quick and easy access to supplementary information, commentary and often direct link purchasing. And, of course, the information is usually current and regularly updated. And sometimes, heavens to Betsy, you can even listen to the music itself – which really cuts out the middle man when you’re struggling to find the most piquant bon mots to convey the genius of Test Department’s Pax Britannica.

The Encyclopaedia of Popular Music (which passed through various owners, from Guinness to Virgin to Oxford University Press; who have finally put it online on a charged basis) was never going to be able to compete against fleeter footed types. Slow to acknowledge the threat of the internet, it did contribute content to Microsoft’s ‘Music Central’ during that brief early 90s gold rush when it was widely held that anything of value could be sold on a CD for, say, £390. The EPM database was eventually purchased by Muze in the late 90s, who then got into a few legal scrapes with AMG’s owners, which was highly amusing at the time. I remember being very disappointed when my summons to give evidence in New York didn’t materialise, despite a flurry of legal correspondence over the similarity of entries on, if I remember correctly, Roxanne Shante. But in terms of licensing content to various retail and online outlets, a market which AMG had long since sewn up, the EPM never made up lost ground. Its skeleton staff – not that it ever employed more than a core of three or four alongside a multitude of freelances – were laid off at the end of last year.

There used to be an element of ‘discovery’ and ‘retention’ in working on research in this field. You could satisfy yourself with unearthing some little nugget that had escaped others. And you felt you had custody of it for at least a little while. Now, any snippet is immediately duplicated, disseminated or repudiated, across the cyber universe. In theory that places greater emphasis on writing considered articles with textural depth whose value can less easily be xeroxed. But then when your material can be ‘re-hosted’ with near impunity, it’s cold comfort. And the logical conclusion that we’re heading to an ‘all information is (nearly) free’ destination comes with Google’s initiative to make books available for free online access and the resultant settlement of a class action by publishers and authors’ representatives.

Now there are good and bad points in the settlement. I will be the first to acknowledge how useful it will be to reference out of print books for my own research purposes. The income, though terribly minor, will be a boon to authors. Google would argue that it’s a meritocratic solution too; that the higher the residual value of your work, the more income will be generated. However, of the four tiers of income currently identified, the one thought by the Society Of Authors to be the most lucrative – a licence for unlimited access by academic institutions – is on a flat-fee basis.

In effect, Google, Wikipedia and such likeminded aggregators (of which, of course, rocksbackpages is tangentially linked) have become our new encyclopaedias and reference works. Our cyber bookshelf. But what worries me is, who is going to set store by the thorough research and investigation that the aggregators draw down when the commercial value of that content has sunk to such a low level?

Wikipedia is undoubtedly the enfant terrible of this brave new world – especially so if you ever drew a salary from the traditional reference industry. Many of us are well aware of the pitfalls of over-reliance on ‘wiki-wisdom’. If you’re a journalist on either the New York or London Times, you will have been informed quite specifically that it cannot be used as a legitimate source. There are various academic staff likely to turn puce should you cite it in your footnotes. Yet it would be churlish for most of us (myself included) not to admit that its our first destination as a research tool; offering a snapshot overview before the real digging begins.

What the new Wiki paradigm lacks most of all, however, is objectivity – which Wiki readily admits. In fact, its rebuttal of any such possibility is enshrined in its guidelines. “There is no such thing as objectivity,” it states. “Everybody with any philosophical sophistication knows that,” it further chides. Instead it refers to its ‘neutral point of view’. Hence:
“This is probably the most common objection to the neutrality policy, as well as the most common misunderstanding of it. The policy makes no epistemological judgments as to the existence of an ultimate objectivity in writing: a “view from nowhere” to use Thomas Nagel’s phrase. Rather, the policy is simply that we should describe disputes, not engage in them.
If there is anything possibly contentious about the policy along these lines, it is the implication that it is possible to describe disputes in such a way that material from all reliable sources is presented comprehensively and neutrally. Whether this is possible is an empirical question, not a philosophical one.”

Isn’t ‘neutrality’ just about interchangeable with ‘objectivity’ as a concept herein, philosophically and empirically? Before drowning in semantics here, what’s important is that, in practical terms, the medium is massively open to abuse. I have been asked (and paid) to write Wikipedia entries for record companies (on the strict understanding that the content would be wholly factual). I’ve edited some frankly terrible grammar on the pages of artists I like, just for the hell of it. If I find similar errors on the pages of artists I don’t like or am not interested in, I can’t be arsed. At a very mundane level, it’s therefore possible to understand that artist A’s page might be expanded and improved upon over artist B’s, with all the concomitant promotional dividends, simply by whim. I’m not being objective. But I’m darned if I’m being neutral, either.

It’s an interesting conundrum to wonder what the motives of other contributors might be. Wiki clearly has a large number of well-intentioned ‘good eggs’. But does it produce balanced, contextually appropriate results when entries often appear as an act of explicit advocacy of its subject? Aside from original composition, it’s obvious that there are paid and unpaid custodians of information regarding specific interests. I checked in on one obscure artist on Wiki and found them to have an entry roughly three times, in proportion to impact and record sales, that their stature would appear to entitle them to. Why? Not because they have a very active fan base; they don’t. But they have one very, very active fan.

The traditional music press may not always have played fair in this regard – far from it – but there did seem to be at least some broad ideal of editorial independence or distance. And editors of reference works always prided themselves on their scrupulousness, even if some never lived up to it. I’ll leave the horror stories for another time.

The other policy statement that’s pertinent here is that “Wikipedia does not publish original research or original thought”. Sounds a bit Orwellian, doesn’t it? It’s consistent with the site’s other policies, but it is an admission that Wiki isn’t the straight replacement for the well researched encyclopaedia that many presume it to be; merely an aggregator of published facts, opinions and data. Then again, any new research usually shows up on it pretty quickly as soon as it’s in the public domain. In that sense it’s voraciously parasitic. And yet, as its co-founder Sanger once noted, its open armed plurality generates an innate disdain for ‘expertise’ – be that expert an emeritus professor in ancient civilisations, or indeed, your would-be pop historian.

Wiki represents a fairly utopian notion; that contributors and editors will deport themselves with unassailable decorum without the need for any central control checks beyond a dedicated community of sysops or monitors. Some have scoffed at such an anarchist premise (Wiki founder Jimmy Wales has self-defined himself as an objectivist and ‘reluctant libertarian’), and it’s little wonder that such august bodies as the Encyclopaedia Britannica have been scathing in its criticism. The latter’s Jorge Cauz, pointed out that “Wikipedia contributes to the spread of information and many people are happy with it as their only source of reference, as are many people happy to eat McDonald’s every day.” Ouch. Not that he doesn’t have a track record for such high-handed aphorism. In 2006 he told the New Yorker that “Wikipedia is to Britannica as America Idol is to the Julliard School.” Yet, starting from February 2009, the Britannica invited visitors and readers of its free online division to contribute proposed changes to editors. Which, I guess, is kind of like serving fries with caviar, or running a symphony quartet through a Marshall stack. Or something. Anyway, I doubt very much whether I’ll be able to find out what The June Brides’ second single was from the EB.

Other online open access fora are equally open to manipulation. In one recent case, a high-profile PR working on CD re-release I was co-ordinating admonished me when I objected to his campaign strategy of instantly posting five-star reviews on Amazon and other sites. “Everyone does it,” quoth he. When I objected, he backed down. Then did it anyway. Marketeers and their equivalents are working to a pure capitalist agenda – assessing the weaknesses and ‘gaps’ in the information marketplace, and profiting accordingly. Just as record companies are now recruiting ‘specialists’ in social networking sites and search engine optimisation where they once planted news stories or demanded features in return for paid advertising.

Wiki and its ilk have encouraged both best and worst practice. In the latter category, I have seen record company press releases which consist entirely of material lifted verbatim from Wiki pages. Sometimes one wonders how Wikipedia itself gets away with regurgitating the work of others. On a brighter note, it’s conversely marginalised plagiarism to a degree. There is simply little point, as arguably there once was commercially, in writing an article or entry for a reference work that isn’t drawn from original research. In that manner, the Wiki refutation of the ‘original idea’ has opened a space, and imperative, for it to blossom elsewhere.

So here I sit, with my carefully indexed collection of Qs, Mojos, Record Collectors and the like, a minor rainforest of fanzines and heaving bookshelves full of discographies, record guides and encylopaediae (as us old-schoolers would have the plural). Much of it, effectively, redundant. Any takers?

(Wikipedia was widely consulted in writing this piece. I admit it. If anyone is prepared to knock together a wiki for me, I’ll do the same for you – written from a neutral point of view, with no aspirations to objectivity, naturally)

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