Showing posts with label Pop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pop. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Hello Old Thing, Hello Even Older Thing: 4

Turnstyle: Trot (Pye, 1968)
Psych-pop breakbeat diggers don't seem to have got as far as this sneery, nose-thumbing piece of proto-punk grooviness yet - at least, not to my knowledge. The picture, you'll notice, features the A-Side, but this, surely, deserves some wider attention (like the 18 people who look here once a month)? Unsure of what it's really trying to be, Trot never really fuses into the sort of thing that the milkman will whistle, but it's a great reminder of what excellent silliness could be obtained by sticking some herberts in a studio, filling them full of Tizer and pressing Record.


Buddy Rich Quartet feat Flip Phillips: Broadway (Verve, 1958)
I'll tell you what, that Buddy Rich bloke was alright at the drums, wasn't he? This features the great Ronnie Ball on piano. That's what I love about jazz records - you can say, "the great Ronnie Ball" and people sort of go, "Yeah, Ballie was the business" when, in reality, no one's ever heard of him before (apart from geh, naturally). Anyway, there's much more of this here. Innit.

Monday, August 20, 2007

Why Modern Music Is Good

Mixtapes & Cellmates: Like Something Worth Remembering (Tangled Up!, 2007)
Fifteen years ago, shoegazing indie-pop bands would have fought to the death to prove they were neither shoegazing nor indie, nor pop. These days - clearly a more enlightened age - they set up a MySpace page to advertise the fact. I think this is a good thing.

Anyway, Mixtapes & Cellmates are from Sweden and - as we can all see - (largely) have good hair. They have also made a respectable album album that doesn't really exist on the internet yet. But it will.

Enjoy...