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Bristol Fashion: Where’s My Money?

Mike Manson’s Where’s My Money (2008) is set in Bristol in 1976, and fairly reflects the strange, paralysed, but not unpleasant atmosphere of the mid-1970s. I guess it depends how old you were or what you were into at the time. This was the golden age of free festivals, for example – only the year before, enlightened Home Secretary Roy Jenkins (pre-SDP) had given his blessings to a government-sponsored festival at Watchfield, where Hawkwind played, and bad acid left dozens of people curled up in panic-stricken balls around the festival site. Continue reading “Bristol Fashion: Where’s My Money?”

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Every Album I Own: W is for the Wonder of Stevie, and for Bobby Womack

I was reading an interview with David Crosby in Mojo magazine recently, and Crosby said, a propos nothing, that “if Kanye West thinks he’s the greatest living rock star, would somebody please drive him over to Stevie Wonder’s house so he can see what the greatest living rock star actually looks like?” Continue reading “Every Album I Own: W is for the Wonder of Stevie, and for Bobby Womack”

Bristol Fashion: Wedlock is a Padlock

In common with a great many Bristolians, I’ve probably tended to underestimate, if not dismiss outright, the so-called Funnyman of Folk, Fred Wedlock. But age is a funny thing, and I am no longer immune to the charms of folk music. Even so-called comedy folk music. Sure, Fred Wedlock’s no Jake Thackray. Who is? Not even Jake Thackray.  But a recent, absent-minded search on You Tube threw up this surprisingly good rendition of the old Spanish Civil war tune, Si Me Quieres Escribir, sung in Spanish but with an unmistakeable Bristolian twang to it. Continue reading “Bristol Fashion: Wedlock is a Padlock”

Every Album I Own: V is for the Voices of East Harlem & Van Halen

Ah, the Voices of East Harlem. Back in my I is for the Impressions post I waxed lyrical about Cashing In, their big Blackpool Mecca Northern Soul hit, written by Leroy Hutson, who replaced Mike Yarwood  in the Impressions. But there’s a lot more where that came from. Continue reading “Every Album I Own: V is for the Voices of East Harlem & Van Halen”

Every Album I Own: U is for UFO, Flying (One Hour Space Rock) 

An easy choice, this, and a short post, as I only have one other album by an artist beginning with U, and it isn’t U2. If it was U2, you’d have my permission to cut my ears off and feed them to your dog, assuming that your dog could digest the ears of someone who has listened to U2, which I doubt. It might be better to dry them and feed them in flakes to your goldfish, or mix them into baby food. Continue reading “Every Album I Own: U is for UFO, Flying (One Hour Space Rock) “

Every Album I Own: T is for Turtles, “The Battle of the Bands”  

Everybody knows the Turtles. You just don’t know that you do. If the Monkees were a demented, pre-X Factor imitation of the Beatles that was consumed by its own contradictions and produced not only great pop music but a great counter-cultural film in Head, the Turtles were an even more demented, Militant-style entryist imitation of the Beach Boys, with insane, falsetto vocals, wilfully crass lyrics and some nifty, tongue-in-cheek pop chops e.g. Elenore and You Showed Me. Continue reading “Every Album I Own: T is for Turtles, “The Battle of the Bands”  “

68½ – MOVIES, MANSON & ME (REDUX)

It’s fifty years since May ’68! What better way to celebrate than with a new, improved (i.e. shorter) version of my first book, 68½ – MOVIES, MANSON & ME? First published in 2016, the feedback I subsequently received, from both readers, was that, while they loved the sex, the drugs, the rock & roll, and even the movie trivia, they could have happily done without the “treatments” i.e.  the summaries of every script I had ever written. In so doing, or saying, they join a long and honourable list of film producers who never bothered to read my scripts either. Continue reading “68½ – MOVIES, MANSON & ME (REDUX)”

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Every Album I Own: S is for Spirit

Was there ever a band as under-rated as Spirit, a drummer as tonsorially challenged as Ed Cassidy, or a guitarist as subtle and restrained as Randy California? Was that even his real name? Let’s hope not. Continue reading “Every Album I Own: S is for Spirit”

Archaeology Corner: James William Guercio & Electra Glide in Blue

No, it’s not a name anyone is immediately familiar with, unless your interest in the band Chicago extends to the man who produced their early albums (James William Guercio ) or you are such a rabidly fanatical Beach Boys fan that you know the name of their manager in the mid-1970s (James William Guercio ) or you’re even more of a Zappa/Mothers freak and have read the list of “material contributors” to their ground-breaking first (double) album, Freak Out , which, among such luminaries as Stravinsky, Stockhausen, Salvador Dali and Sonny Boy Williamson, lists one Jim Guercio. Continue reading “Archaeology Corner: James William Guercio & Electra Glide in Blue”

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