One thing you definitely pick up from putting songs on the jukebox at Rosie's is that Glam singles simply sound best. I guess it must be the production. And T.Rex generally sound best of all!
Sunday, April 30, 2017
Today is also the anniversary to three years of the day that Wilko Johnson had the operation to remove the enormous tumor that it had been assumed was going to kill him. He's back to almost perpetual touring now, making the most of his respite. I saw him a couple of weeks ago playing the Wylam Brewery in Newcastle and he was in mighty form. It felt like you were watching a genuine legend and what I'd put it down to ultimately, is the way that he moved. The music itself is beautiful in its simplicity, unreconstructed Chicago blues with a dash of Mick Green, the Johnny Kidd & the Pirates guitarist who was the early inspiration for Johnson's playing style. But it was when at various points of each song that he moved that you made sense of the man's enormous reputation. It was like he was on rails often scuttling sideways in crab-like fashion. It fell like you were witnessing one of the wonders of a vanishing world. Magnificent!
'Of all the sixties' testimonies to the need for immediate social revolution Something in the Air is by far the most elegantly atmospheric. Pete Townshend constructed it around Andy thunderclap Newman, a piano playing, train-spotting eccentric he'd idolized since art school: Speedy Keen, a drummer and former roommate who'd written the Who's Armenia City in the Sky one of the few rock fantasies as winningly utopian as Something in the Air; teenage guitarist Jimmy McCulloch who went on to a key role in Paul McCartney's Wings but overdosed young; and Bijou Drains, a bassist with a giant beak, pipestem legs and unorthodox windmill playing style.
Few rock records so effectively combine majestic orchestration and a hard beat, and although to a degree the parts feel pasted together, the project's anticipatory innocence captures the atmosphere of imminence that suffused the late sixties, when the culture and political order could be felt wobbling every hour. Of course we should all have known that combining 'Hand out the arms and ammo' with the horn line from The Lonely Surfer was no model for successful insurrection. But we didn't, and even so many years on the wrong edge of that dilapidated possibility, it's often a pleasure to hear someone warn so sweetly and confidently that ' the revolution's near / and you know that it's right.'
Although I guess what lingers longest is what follows: 'We have got to get it together / We have got to get it together now.'
Saturday, April 29, 2017
It's taken rather a long time for this series to get round to Oscar Wilde really. After all he was one of the main precursors of the modern leftfield pop star, laying down the template for David Bowie, Edwyn Collins and Morrissey to name just three, to build personas and achieve fame from. But frankly there aren't many songs bearing his name worth posting. This is good though. The final track from singer-songwriter Blake's debut album Let a Thousand Flowers Bloom.
So if Generation X don't really sound punk then Friction really does. I play songs from Marquee Moon on a regular basis on the jukebox at Rosie's but never previously this one and it sounded incredibly aggressive the other evening, more so than probably any other track on the album as Television generally have a restrained self-awareness about them, even in other full on tracks like See No Evil and the title track. Friction is where they really let rip.
Generation X are a strange proposition. Of all the first line of British punk bands they're the ones who sound least punk and the ones most informed by the immediate past. 1977 is clearly no year zero for them. Nevertheless, listening to their second album Valley of the Dolls forty years on they certainly knew how to craft a song. Songs informed with rock and roll cliche perhaps, the influence of Ian Hunter being their most obvious forbear. That would make sense as he after all produces this record.
So if there are some guitar sounds searing on the record which you would have thought might have been verboten in the climate of the time, (listen to Paradise West), you can understand why the likes of Bobby Gillespie rated them. This is a great lost pop guitar album, full of football terrace choruses, rock and roll and glam, not obviously angry about anything but seeing its opportunity and intent on selling as many records as it could.
They didn't really go where they wanted at the time. Perhaps they weren't punk enough for the inner circle, (in fact they were widely despised as tennybop fodder) and too punk for the wider market. Billy Idol got there in the end, the one of the original Bromley Contingent, in fact the whole London punk scene who became a genuine star in the States. Bassist Brian James meanwhile regrouped with Sigue Sigue Sputnik and had another shot at over-hyped fame in the mid-eighties
But the original records sound great now. Cliche ridden punch the sky anthems, never full throttle like The Clash, where James' early seventies mate Mick Jones ended up, closer to the pop camp and still flicking through their record collections but fun! A memory as much of the growing pains of the early seventies as the punk wars of the late decade.
Friday, April 28, 2017
Thursday, April 27, 2017
A last Norwich memory song as I prepare to leave at the end of a short stay. From The Waterboys. One of the most romantic, ambitious and literary of all eighties guitar bands who played a legendary gig at the LCR, the university venue during my time here, which I of course missed. This song explains their unique appeal as well as any.
Wednesday, April 26, 2017
Tuesday, April 25, 2017
Two songs from The Housemartins who were a big concern during my first year at Norwich, which was my university town and where I'm back now for work for a few days, for those who are taking notes, (form an orderly queue). It was possibly a sign of those times that they were so highly esteemed at the time they emerged. It was a period of dearth for great British guitar bands. Johnny Marr, for example from The Smiths, clearly the best group around at that point was slightly disdainful when they were mentioned as major opposition.
Nevertheless, they were a fine band. As Robert Christgau, a disputatious Rock Critic who pops his head up on this blog occasionally commented:
'Fashion leaders in their cardigan and baggy pants, these unpretentious soul-boys-in-a-pop band are so perky you think they're about to breat into a cereal commercial, but in fact they have a different product in mind, socialist revolution. i'd leave it at something vaguer (Marxist Christianity say) if that disdain for fence-sitters and other sheep wasn't so fervent, so bitter, and rarest of all - so just. And if their catchiest hook didn't go (hum along now) ' don't shoot someone tomorrow / That you can shoot today.'
Here are a couple of great tracks, one each from their two studio albums. Any number of others might have substituted equally well!
Monday, April 24, 2017
Timely this, given my last post. A major inspiration for Orange Juice and their early sensibility.
From Hamilton, Scotland and the early eighties. This song wholly exemplifies the jangly glory of the sound coming from that part of the world at that point of time. This came to my attention recently on the soundtrack for the wonderful music documentary Big Gold Dream which brings back those wonderful times and the string of truly great bands that Scottish punk and post-punk produced: Scars, Fire Engines, Orange Juice, Josef K,, Aztec Camera, Associates and so forth!
Sunday, April 23, 2017
When I started this blog almost four years ago I wrote in its very first post that this was quite definitely not going to be a diary of any sort. Since then it actually has become something of one, in as much as I post on it every day. However, generally I just post music. Today though I'm getting on a train and going down to Norwich, a city in Norfolk where I spent my university years and haven't returned since I graduated in 1990. My time there was a particularly eventful time for me personally, (not unnaturally for that phase of your life). I've been having a series of indescribable thoughts, dreams and fluctuating emotions in the lead up to my journey back there over the last few days.
So to The Jam. Not that they meant very much to me at the time. They'd split and Paul Weller was going through a phase of his career, (with the Style Council, that really didn't appeal to me atg all ). So it's here for Strange Town though he was of course talking about London simply because I'm going back to what has become a strange town to me to wrestle with my memories and it seemed apt!
Saturday, April 22, 2017
Used in the 2011 film version of Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy for a drunken Christmas office party scene where the surface frivolity is a thin surface veneer on the reality of mistrust, betrayal and hatred and suspicion of work colleagues. The film it originally comes from came out in 1965 and was a Bond imitation movie at a point when a whole slew of them were being made.
Three splendid songs from Robyn Hitchcock's new album. He does ten variations on the Byrds/ Beatles/ Barrett Floyd inspired leftfield eccentric and wordy whimsy.
It's a very good record. You get the impression that he's such an able songwriter that he could have amassed a whole series of hit singles over the years had that been his priority bu instead he preferred to follow his own particular vision. The world's a better place for him!
Friday, April 21, 2017
Gerard De Nerval, nineteenth century writer, poet and essayist much beloved by Proust, the Surrealists and Tom Verlaine and Richard Hell among others. Famously, he had a pet lobster which he used to walk on the end of a ribbon in the Palais-Royal in Paris.
'Why should a lobster be any more ridiculous than a dog?...or a cat, or a gazelle, or a lion, or any other animal that one chooses to take for a walk? I have a liking for lobsters. They are peaceful, serious creatures. They know the secrets of the sea, they don't bark, and they don't gnaw on one's nomadic privacy like dogs do.'
Each to their own! Here, Serge Gainsbourg sets a poem of his, Piquillo, to music on his 1961 album L'Etonant Serge Gainsbourg.
Who I saw last night and will write about more soon. Enough to say it felt like you were watching one of the true legends and the essence of it was about the way he moved. He didn't play this particular song but it's a good place to start!
Thursday, April 20, 2017
Wednesday, April 19, 2017
London trio Happyness have just released their second album Write In. Costing only £500 to produce but you wouldn't know it. It's spare and languid in the best possible way. Reminding me in turn of The Only Ones, Sparklehorse, Teenage Fanclub and The Beatles White Album, it's a cracker. Ten dreamy, melodic 'walking home at night songs' to the enduring beauty of alternative guitar fin de siecle pop songs!
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
Sometimes you chance upon something through the browsing and recommendation system that Spotify offers and know within fifteen seconds of listening that the thing you've chanced upon is for you. Such was the case yesterday for me listening to the first track on Wild Pink by Wild Pink a Brooklyn based trio and their first full album, released back in February.
It's a mesh of sounds and emotions that will be familiar to you, if like me, you have a record collection peopled partly by disaffected, introspective and shambling guitar bands. The kind that wear checked shirts. I get the impression that Wild Pink probably wear checked shirts. If not, they should. The faintest shadow of The Replacements hangs over this record. Because that band were probably the ones who nailed this kind of haunted ennui first. Then came Nirvana, The Lemonheads, Buffalo Tom and so on and so forth. Wild Pink do this noble, 'poor me' tradition proud.
I had to listen to the whole album right the way though having heard that first fifteen seconds and being pretty certain immediately that I was in the hands of a bunch of people who know exactly what they were doing. Wild Pink didn't let me down for a moment. It's the most exciting slacker record I've heard for a long time. Here are a band who know when to turn things up and when to slow things down. The kind of people who realise that a lot of things in life seem pretty bad, but that music can always be very good.
Lead singer John Ross's voice is at the heart of things even though the musical accompaniment is skilful and nuanced and shifting throughout. But Ross's underplayed and undoubtedly vaguely depressed presence, expresses what this is all about. You can't often follow the narratives but the mood comes across loud and clear. His is the downbeat, dissatisfied and frankly bored pale white urban or suburban voice that goes back in the American literary, musical and film tradition to Catcher in the Rye. Make your own list of what comes after Holden Caulfield. Off the top of my head I'd throw in Jonathan Richman, Harold & Maud, The Feelies, Paul Westerberg, Wes Anderson, (well of course he's on my mind at the moment) The Wrens and Juno. A random list but I hope you recognise the general thread I'm talking about. Wild Pink slot right in.
The band's Spotify playlist of tour tunes is made up of something a bit more mainstream than the possible influences I mentioned above . It's all Bruce Springsteen, Tom Petty, George Harrison and The Waterboys. I can't say that I can hear the traces of these in Wild Pink myself but it seems clear from this playlist that they hope to chisel themselves a niche in the grand tradition of those who knew how to write songs. Hall is a thirty plus Florida native who makes his living from writing music for commercials but should really be doing this full time. This is a pretty solid start along the road to that.
As I said above, after hearing the first fifteen seconds of Wild Pink's opening track I wanted to listen through to the whole thing and that's what I did. It never once let me down. It's is a quite superb album, one of the favourite things I've heard this year and something I'll keep coming back to again and again over the coming months to unwrap fully it's sad but compelling set of clues.
Monday, April 17, 2017
Another song about somebody, (Eddie Cochran in this case) but this one goes in this slot. So many of Joe Meek's early sixties productions still sound eerie and strangely, (even now), futuristic. And they also sound wonderful coming out of a pub jukebox.
I keep coming back to this album, Country Hustle, released recently by an American musician (originally from Austin, Texas) who has lived in the middle of Wales since the middle of the eighties.This is the latest of any number of projects he's worked on since.
It's an exceptionally funky, trippy and soulful record versed in the past but located in the present and it makes me want to know more about him. Dr.John, and J.J.Cale meet prime time Massive Attack!
Sunday, April 16, 2017
A couple of days ago I watch Paterson the latest film directed by Jim Jarmusch, which came out last year. It's a beautiful, sensitive movie about 'finding both life and art in the quotidian' moments which seem mundane but also capture why it's so great to be able to experience these almost inexpressible things. The main character, Paterson himself, goes to his local every evening sits at the bar and quietly watches life unfold around him. In one scene one of the regulars is dumped, and not for the first time by his girlfriend. He sits, disconsolate next to Paterson while this song plays on the bar's jukebox. It's a beautiful use of music and how it speaks to our personal experience. The choice of this Teddy Pendergrass tune to soundtrack this moment is just perfection.
'A song not of disillusionment with life itself but of disenchantment with the limits of mundane perception...made in a total of around thirty-four hours A Day in the Life represents the peak of The Beatles achievement...a piece which remains among the most penetrating and innovative artistic reflections of its era.'
Saturday, April 15, 2017
The recently departed Peter Sarstedt and his 1969 UK # 1 (though only # 61 in the States). Features in Darjeeling Limited, a natural choice for Anderson who is always distinctly European in terms of his sensibilities. Its self-indulgent melodrama would no doubt have appealed to him greatly too!
And the third of a trio of Grease posts. In November 1978 Summer Nights was finally replaced as Number 1 after a seven week run at the top of the UK singles chart by this, Rat Trap by The Boomtown Rats. To mark the moment the band chose to start their appearance on that week's Top of the Pops, (a programme that pretty much everybody in the country made a point of watching on Thursday evening), by ripping up pictures from teenage magazines dedicated to the film which had swept all before it over the proceeding months. This was something different they suggested, something adult.
Of course Rat Trap is nothing of the sort really. It's utterly ridiculous from start to finish. The concept and yearning desire are ripped off wholesale from Springsteen's Born to Run, but the soaring existentialism of that is pulped into pure comic book melodrama. Despite Geldof's protestations it's purely for kids. Punk for the provinces. Nevertheless, the song has been going round my head for weeks. It makes me laugh and wonder how this band could have been taken seriously for a moment at the time. Perhaps they weren't! Nevertheless, it's a wonderful pop single and the clip above one of the truly great Top of the Pops performances, and largely because of Geldof's lack of restraint of any kind. This is what you call going for it. Still, sounds good on the jukebox too!
Certainly the first, but also the last song from Grease that I'll ever feature on this blog. OK, today is Grease day and then I promise I'll stop! I'm choosing this first because it's the best, most grown-up song in the whole thing, sung by the one true, (if-conflicted), adult character in it. That's Rizzo, played by the marvellous Stockard Channing, singing the only song on the soundtrack with genuine pathos, forsesight and pain. Everything else is lived in the moment. Well, they're teenagers! Strange that Rizzo's heartbreak should all be focused on Kenickie, who as all evidence put forward in the film suggests is a right schmuck. Maybe her real feelings are actually directed towards Danny Zucko instead, something which is also suggested more than a couple of times during the movie. Now that would make some sense of the anguish in this!
Friday, April 14, 2017
Joe Orton, 'the most perfectly developed playwright of his day', gets a nod from The Times from their 1983 album I Helped Patrick McGoohan Escape, a record drenched in love for Sixties Pop Culture.
A record I've been enjoying all week is Double Roses, the second album from model and singer-songwriter Karen Elson, just out on James Endeacott's ultra-hip 1965 label (in the UK anyhow). It sounds a bit like a 2017 update on that whole seventies Laurel Canyon scene of singer-songwriters, and a particularly confessional one at that. Elson's recent personal tribulations have been well-documented, given her separation, divorce, public squabbles and legal wranglings with Jack White who initially helped her to realise her designs to be a musical artist with her 2010 Gothic debut The Ghost Who Walks.
Double Roses is a much more clearly thought through and interesting record than that one. It's smoothly produced and altogether slick and doesn't make any pretensions on being leftfield, radical or avant gard. It does boast though a number of contributions from contributors with reputations that proceed them, Laura Marling, Father John Misty and The Black Keys' Pat Carney and the obvious musical comparison here seems Fleetwood Mac rather than The White Stripes.
This was clearly an album made in the sun. It's dappled! Elson lives in Nashville and recorded the record in LA. References to being adrift on the ocean abound, from the sleeve of the album itself, its promo videos,numerous lyrical references on several songs, and the general overall feel of the record itself. Perhaps she overdoes it but it's all clearly sincerely meant. There's little doubt that many of the lyrics, (if not the whole thing) are born from Elson's messy break up with White, (restraining orders, and counter-claims were made though apparently they've now reached an understanding and on friendly terms). Her words are refreshing unadorned and clear, it's a stark and loving record, (one that hints ultimately at resolution) and one I'd heartily recommend for those moments when you'd rather listen to Rumours or Tusk than Nevermind!
Thursday, April 13, 2017
One of the regulars at Rosie's, (the pub in the centre of Newcastle that I've been frequenting for the last seven years), a man called Norman, told me I was anal when I referred him to and he took a look at this blog. To prove him wrong forever, I'm going to detail the first 200 songs I've listed on It Starts With a Birthstone which I've found on its wonderful, ever evolving digital jukebox.
- Sly & the Family Stone - Everyday People
- The Hombres - Let it all Hang Out
- Burning Spear - Marcus Garvey
- The Sonics - Strychnine
- Petula Clark - Don't Sleep in the Subway
- Howlin' Wolf - Smokestack Lightning
- Lou Reed - Wild Child
- The Maytals - When I Laugh
- Dion - Born to Cry
- The Flamingos - I Only Have Eyes For You
- Rezillos - Can't Stand My Baby
- Gil Scott Heron - The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
- Beck - Loser
- The Go-Betweens - Don't Let Him Come Back
- Wire - Mannequin
- P.I.L. - Poptones
- Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five - The Message
- Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood - Some Velvet Morning
- Van Morrison - Wild Night
- Chet Baker - My Funny Valentine
- The Who - Call Me Lightning
- Eric Burdon & the Animals - Good Times
- Funkadelic - Can You Get To That
- Big Star - September Gurls
- Gun Club - Sex Beat
- Gram Parsons - She
- Urge Overkill - Sister Havana
- Creedence Clearwater Revival - Someday Never Comes
- The Miracles - The Love I Saw in You Was Just a Mirage
- Black Uhuru - Youth of Eglinton
- Bow Wow Wow - I Want Candy
- Jim Croce - I Got a Name
- Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Jubilee Street
- Al Green - Belle
- Jane's Addiction - Been Caught Stealing
- Stereolab - Percolator
- Jacques Dutronc - Le Responsable
- Donald Fagen - I.G.Y.
- Rolling Stones - Child of the Moon
- The Saints - This Perfect Day
- Python Lee Jackson - In a Broken Dream
- David Bowie - Station to Station
- Roxy Music - All I Want is You
- P.J.Harvey - The Glorious Land
- XTC - Respectable Street
- Eric B & Rakim - Paid in Full
- Love - Stephanie Knows Who
- Captain Beefheart & his Magic Band - Yellow Brick Road
- CSS - Let's Make Love and Listen to death From Above
- Tom Waits - Rain Dogs
- 13th Floor Elevators - Fire Engine
- The Undertones - Hypnotised
- Belle & Sebastian - Lazy Line Painter Jane
- Japan - Quiet Life
- Naughty by Nature - O.P.P
- Elvis Presley - Way Down
- Adam & the Ants - dog Eat Dog
- The Smiths - Shakespears Sister
- The Dream Syndicate - Tell Me When It's Over
- Buddy Holly & the Crickets - Brown Eyed Handsome Man
- Peter Gabriel - Solsbury Hill
- The The - This Is The Day
- Courtney Barnett - An Illustration Of Loneliness
- Flying Burrito Brothers - Hot Burrito # 1
- Go-Gos- Our Lips Are Sealed
- Brian Eno - Cindy Tells Me
- Prince - Raspberry Beret
- The Cars - Shake It Up
- Grace Jones - My Jamaican Guy
- Helen Reddy - Angie Baby
- Fleetwood Mac - Sara
- Public Enemy - Black Steel
- Rolling Stones - Mother's Little Helper
- The Ramones - Commando
- Hank Williams - Cold Cold Heart
- Lene Lovich - Lucky Number
- Morecambe & Wise - Bring Me Sunshine
- Dusty Springfield - How Can I Be Sure
- The Hollies - Bus Stop
- Helen Shapiro - Walking Back To Happiness
- 50 Cent - In Da Club
- Gladys Knight & the Pips - I Heard It Through The Grapevine
- Big Audio dynamite - E=MC (Squared}
- The Jungle Book - Bare Necessities
- Nirvana - Aneurysm
- Sugar - A Good Idea
- Stiff Little Fingers - At The Edge
- Marianne Faithful - Broken English
- Psychedelic Furs - Dumb Waiter
- The Teardrop Explodes - Second Head
- The Vapors - Spring Collection
- Wall of Voodoo - Mexican Radio
- Nick Drake - Pink Moon
- Johnny Cash - One
- Pavement - Here
- Smashing Pumpkins - Disarm
- Blind Faith - Can't Find My Way Home
- John Otway & Wild Willie Barrett - Beware Of The Flowers
- Spizzenergi - Where's Captain Kirk?
- Gene Pitney - Town Without Pity
- Cat Stevens - Matthew & Son
- The Passions - I'm in Love With a German Filmstar
- Os Mutantes - A Minha Menina
- UB40 - Tyler
- Ray Charles - What Id' Say
- OMD - Electricity
- Pete Wingfield - 16 With a Bullet
- The Ventures - Walk Don't Run
- The Clash - Straight To Hell
- Bruce Springsteen & the E-Street Band - Candy's Room
- Blondie - X Offender
- The Replacements - Skyway
- Regina Spektor - Don't Leave Me
- Kevin Ayers - Margaret
- Rolling Stones - Rocks Off
- Elliott Smith - Waltz # 2
- Gang of Four - Damaged Goods
- Modern Lovers - Someone I Care About
- XTC - Life Begins At The Hop
- Eddie & the Hot Rods - Teenage Depression
- Ritchie Havens - High Flyin' Bird
- Viola Willis - Gonna Get Along Without You
- Beth Orton - She Cries Your Name
- Hole - Miss World
- Nas - The World Is Yours
- Buffalo Springfield - I am a Child
- The Specials - Pearl's Cafe
- Small Faces - In My Mind's Eye
- The Ruts - In A Rut
- Heaven 17 - Fascist Groove Thing
- Portishead - Sour Times
- Sailor - Glass Of Champagne
- The Clash - English Civil War
- Landscape - Einstein-a-Go-Go
- The Smiths - Still Ill
- Frank Sinatra - Let's Face The Music
- Cab Calloway - Minnie The Moocher
- Fun Boy 3 - The Lunatics Have Taken Over The Asylum
- Goldfrapp - Lovely Head
- Pavement - Shady Lane
- Pixies - Where Is My Mind?
- Astrud Gilberto - The Girl From Ipanema
- Rod Stewart - I Was Only Joking
- Julian Cope - The Bloody Assizes
- The Killers - All These Things That I've Done
- The Velvet Underground - I'm Sticking With You
- Ray la Montagne - Lavender
- Country Joe & the Fish - Bass Strings
- Depeche Mode - New Life
- Cliff Richard & the Shadows - In The Country
- Weather Report - Birdland
- Goldie & the Gingerbreads - Can't You Hear My Heartbeat
- Del Tha Funky Homosapien - Mr. Bob Dobalina
- Echo & the Bunnymen - Crystal Days
- Bruce Springsteen & the E-Street Band - 4th of July
- New Order - Procession
- The Charlatans - Indian Rope
- Goat - Goatchild
- Gomez - 78 Stone Wobble
- Classics IV - Spooky
- Silver Apples - Oscillations
- Leonard Cohen - Hey That's No Way To Say Goodbye
- Japan - Nightporter
- Sufjan Stevens - All Good Naysayers
- Dead Boys - Sonic Reducer
- The Beatles - I'll Follow The Sun
- Belle & Sebastian - A Century Of Fakers
- Beck - Golden Age
- Neu - Hallogallo
- Marmalade - Reflections Of My Life
- Blue Mink - Good Morning Freedom
- Arlo Guthrie - Coming Into Los Angeles
- Janis Joplin - Kozmic Blues
- Laura Nyro - Stoned Soul Picnic
- Britney Spears - Toxic
- Flying Burrito Brothers - Hot Burrito # 2
- The Vapors - News At Ten
- George Harrison - Apple Scruffs
- The Lightning Seeds - Pure
- Donovan - There Is A Mountain
- Little Walter - My Baby
- Talking Heads - Air
- Guided By Voices - Wormhole
- Jimmy Castor Bunch - Berha Butt Boogie
- Charles Wright & the Watts 103rd Street Rhythm Band - Express Yourself
- Wanda Jackson - Let's Have a Party
- Radiohead - Bones
- Buddy Rich - The Beat Goes On
- Leftfield - Release The Pressure
- Cameo - Candy
- Rickie Lee Jones - Chuck E's In Love
- Screaming Trees - Dollar Bill
- The Kinks - Sunny Afternoon
- The Jam - Monday
- U2 - A Day Without Me
- Chuck Berry - Back In The USA
- Grandaddy - Hewletts Daughter
- Inspiral Carpets - Joe
- The Fall - Industrial Estate
- Robert Wyatt - I'm a Believer
There are a few repeat artists on there. The Stones, Springsteen and Clash, jukebox mainstays. Also XTC, The Smiths and strangely, The Vapors. I also play plenty of R.E.M., Television and Dexys who don't feature on here yet. Oh well, onwards and upwards!