Saturday, 18 February 2012

The Currency Of Pop. Week 1. Ep 5.

I wrote the piece below about 10 years ago. Have left it as it is, unedited, hence it is a bit out of date (before Edwyn's illness). I guess it is about quite a bit more than just a few singles but hey ho...

PS - quick update. The only copy of this I can find for sale on the internet is going for $650, on Discogs. Crikey.
                   
I first heard a “Postcard Record” while listening to John Peel one evening in 1980. The great man played Orange Juice’s debut single Falling And Laughing. I had been curious about the band for a few months as a small buzz was developing about them. But then there were so many buzzes going around about almost every new post-punk band that was emerging (and there were a lot of them!) that I had no reason to suspect these guys would be anything special. Having said that the number of ‘special’ bands emerging in that period was quite spectacular. The Fall, Echo and The Bunnymen. The Teardrop Explodes (and the rest of the Liverpool scene) The Scars, The Sound, The Pop Group et al…..most doing great Peel sessions and all releasing similar quality singles.

But for me Falling And Laughing really stood out. It had a gawky dumbness to it musically – mainly due to the guitars sounding ever so slightly out of tune. To quote Edwyn Collins:-
“We tried for a sound that was part The Pop Group's "She is Beyond Good and Evil" part Sheila B. Devotion's "Spacer".
We Failed!”
But lyrically it was poetry.
“No I’m not saying that we should build a city of tears/All I’m saying is I’m alone and consequently/Only my dreams satisfy the real need of my heart”.
To a love sick 18 year old this was just perfect - and gave me all the fuel I needed to confirm that the world was a desolate place when it comes to matters of the heart. You guessed it – I wasn’t getting any!

Anyway this one little piece of 7 inch vinyl had to be hunted down – along with every single bit of information I could find about the band who created it. Which is how I came to find out it was more than just a single band – it was part of a record label set up by a man called Alan Horne.

Alan Horne was a visionary. By all accounts a stubborn, tunnel-visioned kinda guy – but with a real love of original, challenging music. Of the people I would love to meet (and actually have a realistic chance of doing so on the basis that they are in the UK and not dead yet) then Horne is pretty much at the top. He formed Postcard Records initially as a vehicle for his friend Edwyn Collins’ band the Nu-Sonics. Formed after Edwyn and fellow Glaswegian Velvet Underground fans James Kirk (guitar) and Steven Daly (drums) had seen The Clash’s seminal White Riot tour in Edinburgh (with Buzzcocks, Slits and Subway Sect – all bigger influences on our heroes than the headliners). The Nu-sonics (named after the Burns guitar owned and revered by James) gigged around Glasgow a little, adding David McClymont on bass – and changing their name to Orange Juice as a protest against the increasingly one dimensional punk band names. Steven liked it because he thought there was going to be a psychedelic thing and you could “wash away the acid trip with Orange Juice”.

Falling And Laughing made Melody Maker single of the week – but was a complete bastard to get hold of as less than 1000 copies were pressed. It came with a postcard and flexi-disc with the track Felicity - another lovelorn classic. I got one mail order from Rough Trade and bought a second for £60 off eBay a couple of years ago. It is my favourite single ever – and also my most valuable in monetary terms. According to Record Collector there were 963 copies pressed – so only 961 available out there for any prospective collectors! RC value it at £70 – but I think that must be understating it as it very rarely comes up for sale.

Horne then really began to develop Postcard – releasing records by 2 other Scottish bands, Glasgow’s Aztec Camera and Edinburgh’s Josef K. The resulting records were pieces of art in their own right with free postcards and unique sleeve designs – all featuring the Postcard cat – pinched from drawings by Louis Wain in a 1900’s children’s book .

The next 2 Postcard releases were as a result of a joint recording session between Orange Juice and Josef K.
Blue Boy backed with Love Sick, produced by ATV’s Alex Ferguson, followed on brilliantly from Falling And Laughing – unwittingly defining an ‘indie’ sound that many would copy/be influenced by (incidentally the A-side featuring an organ borrowed from a 19 year old Alan McGee).
Josef K’s debut for Postcard however was something quite different. Radio Drill Time was much harder and more inward looking than either of the Orange Juice singles – the lyric, seemingly a hazy definition of how we perceive pop music, burrowing its way through an attempt to merge Joy Division with something altogether dancier.

As I recall the music press’ response to these releases was mixed. Some immediately saw the unique but raw talent that was emerging here – but equally Horne and his band’s attempts to out cool everyone who they met and were interviewed by was not to everyone’s taste. As Alan Horne later reflected: “When you’re that age the only thing that’s important to you is to be hip. And we had that in buckets. That’s what we became....soooo smug.”

An antidote to the smugness was Roddy Frame’s Aztec Camera. Roddy formed the band when he was just 14 – with bass player Campbell Owens. He became, for me, the most talented musician of his generation. By the age of 16 he had written most of what became the High Land Hard Rain album. For most musicians writing those songs during the entire course of your life would have been an achievement!  Their debut single on Postcard was Just Like Gold/We Could Send Letters. Both songs a sublime mix of acoustic 12 string guitars, splashing cymbals and romantic lyrics. Breathtaking in its ambition – it was light years ahead of the other young bands of the era – added to that this young guy was a genuinely great guitar player. A second Aztec Camera single followed - Mattress Of Wire/Lost Outside The Tunnel –  more of the same, but in common with Orange Juice, a yearning soulfulness that made you wonder how a boy so young could have experienced all this heartache to write these songs. Major labels were salivating and a proposed Postcard album never materialized.

In addition to the 3 Scottish bands – Alan Horne released one single on Postcard by Australian band The Go Betweens, I Need Two Heads/Stop Before You Say It. A perfect fit with the rest of the roster – however the GB’s moved on to Rough Trade.

Josef K and Orange Juice released further singles on Postcard during 1980 and 1981. All total classics.. Both bands recorded debut albums (albeit OJ’s was a demo) that weren’t released at the time. Josef K’s Sorry For Laughing became one of the great ‘lost’ albums – and on its eventual CD release proved itself to be every bit as good as its reputation. The band had purposely aimed for a lo-fi sound and weren’t happy with the results of the original attempt – deeming it too ‘professional’. Hence they went back in the studio and came out with The Only Fun In Town. Still a great album but not a patch on Sorry For Laughing – a case of the Postcard ‘hip-ness’ getting the better of them..

Orange Juice eventually signed to Polydor and released their debut album You Can’t Hide Your Love Forever in 1982. In 1992 the demo album Ostrich Churchyard was released. The comparison between released/unreleased was the other way round than with Josef K. The rawness of Ostrich Churchyard being considerably preferable to the slick Adam Kidron produced Polydor album.

By 1982 Postcard was no more as OJ and AC moved onto majors and Josef K split up. Alan Horne did re-emerge with the label again in 1992 – releasing records by some good bands like Nectarine No. 9 and Paul Quinn and The Independent Group (their Will I Ever Be Inside Of You album is excellent) but somehow it wasn’t the same. Music had changed  - The Smiths had been and gone and dance and Madchester were the flavours of the era.

The music left from that original 2 year period is, to me, astonishing. 3 very different bands led by 3 very different but hugely talented men – Roddy Frame, Edwyn Collins and Paul Haig. To list the bands they influenced would be very long and very boring – but would include almost all the non-heavy metal guitar-based music of the last 25 years…..but just to be hip (!) Franz Ferdinand are a prime example.

Quite why it still means to much to me is probably 50% down to the music and 50% how it affected me at the time. It showed me that these hugely talented people actually thought the same as me in terms of doing something new and original (just I didn’t have the talent!). Most guys like these would previously have found themselves in some run of the mill group rehashing old styles or more likely developed their creativity in the art world. I guess punk opened music up for so many people to express themselves; musicians and artists alike.
Last year I met Edwyn at a small pub gig in the north of Scotland. He played a short set for a Radio Scotland programme – including the classic Orange Juice song Consolation Prize (“I wore my fringe like Roger McGuinn’s/I was trying to impress/So frightfully camp it made you laugh/Tomorrow I’ll by myself a dress”) and Ewan MacColl’s Love’s Been Good To Me. After all these years he still looked like a naïve young guy who had accidentally written a few brilliant tunes and found himself on the stage. Accidentally brilliant – that about sums up Postcard Records.

The Currency Of Pop. Week 1. Ep 4.

The best place to buy these records in Hull back then was at Sydney Scarborough's, an independent music retailer in the city centre underneath the City Hall. The problem with that for me was that it involved a bus journey there and back. This cost money. Money that could be spent on....you got it!
So I used to walk half a mile or so to a nearer shop called Tempo Records. Which was generally speaking rubbish. They never had the latest releases in on the day of release or anything useful like that. Or even a week later. This resulted in me occasionally buying a record that I didn't necessarily plan on buying when I walked in the shop, as my purchases were so irregular due to my skintness I desparately wanted to come back with something. The other problem with Tempo was they always put a bloody great black ink stamp with the shop name and address on the back of the picture sleeve. Arses.
Anyway...some records were far too crucial to depend on Tempo for...


Buzzcocks were one of the most important bands to us back then. They made great pop singles and also were not afraid of experimenting with longer, stranger songs on their albums. Oh and they swore sometimes as well.

What Do I Get?/Oh Shit United Artists UP 36348

I bought this from Sydney Scarborough's. Not on the day of release. Oh no. The day before! As part of my O-Level English course I had been to the Library Film Theatre in the city centre to watch Of Mice And Men. When it finished a bunch of us went into "Syd's". There was a full box of these beauties behind the singles counter, ready to be put out the next day when it was officially released. Get in!

The Currency Of Pop. Week 1. Ep 3.

After 1977, punk or whatever, changed very quickly and a lot of very original sounding music started to come out. Most if played by that man Peel. Apparently it was called "post-punk" but we didn't really have a name for it back then, it was just good.
My great friend Adam was of a similar mind as me when it came to music and we used to swap records, tapes of Peel shows etc. I think Adam had more money than me because he always had some ace new records every time I went round. There was a lot of electronic music coming out of Northern towns like Sheffield, Leeds and Liverpool as well as a bunch of Essex-based types. It all sounded very new and very exciting. This, by a Sheffield band called Cabaret Voltaire, was one of the best.


Nag Nag Nag/Is That Me (Finding Someone AT The Door Again?) Rough Trade RT 018.
(It was a close call between this and The Normal's TVOD/Warm Leatherette).

The music of the time was synthesizer/drum machine based, the lyrics could be as obtuse as you liked. Once again it was all incredibly exciting, and at times we felt that nobody else in the world knew or understood this music. We were incredibly naive, but it didn't matter as I expect everyone else who heard it felt the same way.

The Currency Of Pop. Week 1. Ep 2.

A few years after the Beatles "moment", I had gradually started to get my head round this pop music lark. And had also discovered something called "rock". And a strange DJ called John Peel who was on Radio 1 from 10pm till midnight during the week. I am not even going to begin to get into the impact that Peel had on me as we would be here for hours, days, weeks...
But one specific Peel show comes to mind when talking about this next single.


My Dad passed away suddenly in October 1976 when I was 14 (and my sisters just 4). The next summer some friends of the family let my Mum and us have a holiday in their caravan, to get away from it all for a bit I guess. We got as far as Burton Constable which isn't very far at all. Oddly (or maybe not) the only memory I really have of that holiday is listening to Peel at night on a little radio with a single earphone. On one of the shows he featured a session from one of the new fangled punky people with the frankly ridiculous name of Elvis Costello. It was another of those moments. From memory I think the session consisted of Red Shoes, Blame It On Cain, Less Than Zero and Mystery Dance. Anyway, it was very much the start of something very new and very excellent. Looking back, though, those songs weren't a million miles away from You Can't Do That, with their vitriol and anger.
As soon as I got home I bought the album My Aim Is True, and shortly after this single.
Watching The Detectives/Blame It On Cain & Mystery Dance (Stiff - BUY 20). 
Everything had changed. In many different ways.

The Currency Of Pop - Week 1. Ep 1.

So...the humble 7" single. In the first of two weeks devoted to these delightful pieces of art, I will be trying to understand the importance of them, both from a nostalgia perspective and from the point of view of us pop music fans back in the 70's and 80's.

Where to start? I know, the beginning.



My Mum and Dad had a few records, mainly Sinatra and Herb Alpert LPs and some classical stuff that didn't interest me at all. They also had a bunch of singles. Most of which were these weird 4 track EPs of hit singles covered by unknown artists. No idea why they had them. Oh and some Bachelors singles. But in the midst of this lot I found my first ever Beatles record (it kinda became mine by stealth, a bit like my sister's Ghost Town single many years later). Can't Buy Me Love b/w You Can't Do That on the Parlophone label (R5114).
The thing that struck me about it was the sheer energy that it exuded. It literally jumped out of the speakers (of a green Dansette) at me in a way that was somewhat shocking, but I knew I liked it. And so I played it. A lot. I actually liked the b-side even more than the hit song. What I later found out to be John Lennon's voice, made me realise, probably for the first time, that these pop songs could exude all sorts of emotions, including some not very "nice" ones. The singer of You Can't Do That was clearly somewhat cross at someone. I didn't really know why, but it sounded bloody good.
It was certainly a bit different from Long Haired Lover From Liverpool and Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree (they making up the rest of my "collection").


Sunday, 12 February 2012

Week 7/52

Right - there is gonna be a change of format here at The Truth Is Discovered. For the next 2 weeks only I will be devoting the blog to the joys of the 7" single. The original pop currency, which, in the recent vinyl resurgence has seen the bigger increase in sales (over its 12" brothers). That's because the "young people" find them cool. They ain't wrong.

So for weeks 7 and 8 I will be taking a slack handful of 45s, playing them, photographing them and generally kneeling at the altar of their loveliness, by artists to potentially but not definitely include...

Cabaret Voltaire, The Go-Betweens, Subway Sect, The Beatles (yes, them), Swell Maps,Wire, The Rods, Buzzcocks, The Normal...I know, I am as excited as you are!










Saturday, 11 February 2012

Blueboy/If Wishes Were Horses


And so we come to the album of the week. Blueboy existed in the late 80’s/early 90’s and their records mostly came out on Sarah Records. Sarah was a Bristol label that majored in C86/twee indie type stuff. And at the time the lot of ‘em annoyed me considerably. Mainly because of what I reckoned were their hugely unoriginal attempts at recreating early Aztec Camera records without a fraction of the talent.
But then I chanced upon this album, and I changed my opinion, and opened my mind a bit. And like this was when I was in my forties – crazy stuff.

Blueboy formed in Reading and were led by singer Keith Girdler and guitarist Paul Stewart, who wrote the songs ala a latter day Morrissey/Marr partnership (yes, that used to annoy me about them as well). After a couple of singles they released this, their debut album in 1992. I have to confess I have no real idea what the music press response was to it, or how successful it was sales-wise etc…or whether it was particularly influential. But when I heard it over 10 years late, I loved it to bits. And still do. In fact playing it this time round, I think I like it even more. In fact I think I will run away with it, to a desert island, and shit.

The lyrics are wistful, elegiac and yet have a sly humour poking through now and again. Paul Stewart’s guitar playing flits between gentle picking and tremolo’d major 7th and 6th chords to the chorus-pedalled thrashing at the end of closing track Amoroso. The perfect accompaniment to Girdler’s delicate voice, often backed by cellist Gemma Townlet’s airy vocals, reminiscent of Wendy Smith, but not really like the Sprouts at all. Honest.

Agghh – I am gonna have to play it again. It’s beautiful.


PS Keith Girdler sadly passed away in 2007. I need to find out more about him and his band.

The Lovely Eggs/Cob Dominos


A delightfully mental punk/grunge duo from Lancaster, with a wonderful sense of humour. They have a song called People Are Twats which as well as being 100% true, is also my favourite song of the week.



Oh and check out this video with John Shuttleworth.


Martyn/Ghost People


Ok, I seem to really, really like dubstep as a genre (despite really, really hating the principle of “genres”), but I know very little about it. I bought a couple of compilation albums a while back and have basically picked up further releases by the artists on those comps. Including Martyn. Apparently he is Dutch. Err and that’s the sum total of my knowledge here. Apart from the fact that I like this album. I suppose it combines cool late night house-type stuff with some incredible bass noises. Well worth checking out.

Bob Dylan/Highway 61 Revisited


Dylan in full-on genius mode.  Where he discovers he is capable of knocking out rock classics up there or even beyond that of the Beatles and the Stones – Like A Rolling Stone, Tombstone Blues, the title track. Add in the scathing sarcasm and vitriol of Ballad Of A Thin Man and the lyrically coruscating eleven minutes of Desolation Row, all in glorious mono…essential stuff. Why haven’t you got it? Eh?


Stuart Moxham/Six Winter Mornings


Yes, he of Young Marble Giants fame. Afraid I have been a little lax in keeping up with whatever the hell he has done in the intervening years (except was he in Weekend?), but was put onto this six song mini-album by Davey Hammond of Smelly Flowerpot fame. What – you not heard of Davey?...tut, tut…


Anyway, old Stuart has produced a lovely piece of what I will describe as New English Folk. And if no such scene exists then I insist we create it. Acoustic guitar based songs in the main that are deceptively gentle, as some of the lyrics hint at something deeper and with a degree of mournful sadness i.e. Warning Signs 2 (I guess the title gives it away a tad).

A special and quite unique little piece of England.

Sunday, 5 February 2012

Week 6/52

Stuart Moxham/Six Winter Mornings (12mths)
Bob Dylan/Highway 61 Revisited
Martyn/Ghost People (new2me)
The Lovely Eggs/Cob Dominos (new2me)
BlueBoy/If Wishes Were Horses

3 "new" albums so plenty to discover, including some of that there modern "dub step" to prove I am down with da kids. Plus some delightfully twee indie and Dylan continuing with "electric" guitars. It's gonna be radical.


Saturday, 4 February 2012

Rosanne Cash/The List

When she was eighteen Rosanne’s Pa gave her a list of 100 essential songs from the history of American music, in a bid to make her see that the pop and rock stuff she was into was not the be all and end all of music. Years later, after the death of the great man, she has refined that list and recorded a delightful country album covering just twelve of them. Aided and abetted by guests Jeff Tweedy, Bruce Springsteen and Elvis Costello, at first glance it sounds like a real “music biz” affair, but what saves it from all that crap is the simple and straightforwardly reverential-but-never-dull way Rosanne and the musicians tackle the songs.
I love it to bits and find myself wondering if she plans to do another album from that list. It also topped off what was an excellent week, musically. 

Aretha Franklin/Live At Fillmore West

The Queen of Soul on top form at what is quite a “showbizzy” gig, loadsa “thank you all so much” and “ ladies and gentlemen Mr Ray Charles!” when the great man makes a guest appearance etc. But…it is still an essential listen featuring a backing band that includes Billy Preston, King Curtis and Bernard Purdie. Aretha and co run through a set of covers including Bridge Over Troubled Water and Eleanor Rigby, all performed in an Atlantic soul style that renders the originals somewhat anaemic and staid. And that voice, oh man.



Georgia Anne Muldrow as Jyoti/Ocotea

GAM’s (we all call her GAM yeah? Good) alter ego Jyoti is an opportunity for her to explore some instrumental beats without the restrictions of any conventional song structures. And boy does she do just that. Opening track The Black Mother is amazing, starting with deep bass and reverbed up beats it then starts to drag you in like a seductress that won’t let go. You are then completely at the mercy of some stunningly original music, the sort that reinvents itself and creates its own logic as it goes along. I loved it the first time I played it and it gets better and better. I reckon it was my” album of 2011” although some pedant will come along and tell me it was released in 2010. Cuh. Album of the week any road.

Bob Dylan/Bringing It All Back Home

Am playing this as I type. A lovely near mint US vinyl first pressing on Columbia, that batters even the mono box CD release (that will do for vinyl nerdiness). Probably my favourite Dylan album. Have no idea about the furore caused by him going electric on side one as I was about three at the time, but the fact is some of the dourness of the earlier albums is kicked completely into touch. Thus folk rock was born.
She Belongs To Me and Love Minus Zero/No Limit have a “weight” and authority to them that simply wouldn’t be there without the electric backing band and the out and out rockers Subterranean Homesick Blues and Maggies Farm kick-ass like nobody’s business.
Side 2 is back to the unplugged geetar but somehow the energy of the earlier tracks is carried forward and Dylan is inspired to write and deliver four of his finest songs from Mr Tambourine Man through to It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue. If anyone is in any doubt as to the man’s greatness then grab a listen of this. I have just flipped it over to side one again…


Factory Star/Enter Castle Perilous

Martin Bramah (original member of The Fall and founder of The Blue Orchids) has convened a fine little band and made a great album that I can only describe as folk/indie. It thrashes away in fine style with an Olde Englishe feel to some of the tunes and lyrics that sets it apart from most everything else I have heard in the last 12 months.