Posts from 10th May 2000

10
May 00

THE ENGLISH TAPE, SIDE 1 TRACK 4

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THE ENGLISH TAPE, SIDE 1 TRACK 4
DAVID BOWIE – “The London Boys”(no doubt available on the endless reissues of Bowie’s ’66 stuff)
Existentialist mod panic as Dave arrives in the big city and finds his trousers are cut wrong. I’ve long suspected that Mod was basically a lot of nasty clothes snobs sneering at each other, and it’s nice to be proved right(ish). The tune is pleasant enough and Bowie is lugubrious and hammy, but the song’s included as a social snapshot as much as anything.

Pop… Pop… Pop Musik!

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Pop… Pop… Pop Musik!: A nice person writes in to ask where nylpm’s name comes from. Well, it comes from M’s 1979 hit “Pop Muzik”, and you can find the lyrics here. I had huge qualms about linking to this site because i) the song did not come out in the ‘early 80s’, ii) the lyrics aren’t rubbish (I’ve quoted them for lord-knows-how-many Freaky Trigger articles…not that that’s much of an endorsement…), iii) there’s a big picture of Ronald Reagan. But information wants, as they say, to be free.

The Funky Page

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The Funky Page: while I’ve not attempted to download any of the RealAudio files, this looks like a nice little personal tribute/resource to “hard funky soul” – includes Pigmeat Markham, James Brown, lots of other good people.

In answer to the band best-of lists

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… I deem it both meet and right to speak about the music and related things I loathe. In an underrated essay from Neil Tennant that appeared in a mid-1992 issue of Details, he discussed hate as a motivating factor for creation and sense of self. To quote: “It tells you, by elimination, what you’re about. Sometimes you can only define yourself by what you hate. Hatred becomes an inspiration, it makes you think, ‘What I’m doing now I totally believe in, and I don’t care what other people say.’ Guided by hatred, you don’t have to follow the herd.”

Thus:

THE BANDS I LOATHE:
Rage Against the Machine
Gene
The Black Crowes

THE HYPERFANS I LOATHE:
Those who blindly and without any sense of control worship anything and everything by:
Belle and Sebastian
Sebadoh
Elliot Smith
And, most especially, Jeff Buckley, nobody’s martyr and the new dead pin-up to wank over now that all the liars are done shafting Cobain’s corpse.

THE ATTITUDES I LOATHE:
Where to begin?

THE MUSICAL ATTITUDES I LOATHE:
Feeling the need to always be clever.
Feeling the need to never be clever.
Feeling the need to justify every musical move made instead of just releasing the damn thing.

THE CRITICAL STANCES I LOATHE:
Being told to like something because it’s good for me.
Being told to like something because it’s not good for me.
Being told to like something because it’s by a craftsman. If I want that, I’ll go to Renaissance Fayres and shout “Huzzah!” at the damn leather mug makers.

THE ENGLISH TAPE, SIDE 1 TRACK 3

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THE ENGLISH TAPE, SIDE 1 TRACK 3
PINK FLOYD – “See Emily Play” (1967 single, found on the album Relics)
England’s psychedelic elite liked to dabble in their country’s folksy, ritual past, and so trendy, trippy festivals could be fashionably decked out as neo-pagan rites. One such was the “Games for May” Pink Floyd are singing about here, and the Emily of the title of course turned out to be some artiso socialite’s teeny daughter, who clearly made a big impression on Syd Barrett to have inspired him into writing his band’s best-ever pop song. With hooks as mighty and swirly as this, no wonder Pink Floyd were seen as unforgiveably commercial by the English underground tastemakers. Such a shame that unforgiveably commercial – i.e. inescapably huge – is what they ended up becoming.