Previously: Uncut Readers' Great Lost Albums Part One, Uncut's Great Lost Albums. 15. Nova Mob: The Last Days Of Pompeii My lost album suggestion: “The Last Days Of Pompeii” by the Nova Mob (formed by Grant Hart a couple of years after Husker Du). Rough Trade went bust not long after it was released so it never got the distribution it deserved. I remember dragging some mates to see them play it in its entirety the summer before it was released - a fantastic show... Simon W 16. NRBQ: "Workshop" (early 70s, Buddah) NRBQ’s early catalogue is a hash – I don’t think “Workshop” has ever come out officially on CD and it’s a great record. Other discs have been released in a haphazard way. Morgan Broman 17. Patto: Roll'Em Smoke'Em... (1972, Island. 1996 CD, £25) A fantastic rock album with Ollie Halsall's superb guitar and piano playing, Mike Patto's singing, A band at their peak. Dig “Singing The Blues On Reds”! Giles Boddington 18. Shawn Phillips: Collaboration (2006 CD) Many Shawn Phillips albums are missing in action, the best to me being "Collaboration" (his other masterpiece, "Secons Contribution" is still available), and they reach ridiculous amounts of money! When will he get the long overdue reappraisal he deserves ? Jacques, France 19. The Pirates: Out Of Their Skulls & Skull Wars (1997/1999 comp, CDs pricey) The Pirates – “Out Of Their Skulls” & “Skull Wars”. Both of these were only available on CD for a short while - from a time whrn R'n'B meant more than soulless, over-produced slush ! Nick Procter. 20. Terry Reid: The Driver (1992 CD) Suggested by Daniel Brøndberg 21. Leon Russell: Hank William's Back (1973, 1990 CD) On “Rollin' In My Sweet Baby's Arms” we've got JJ Cale, Charlie McCoy, Carl Radle etc... Recorded at Bradley’s Barn and remixed at Ardent... What more can you ask? Colin Spencer 22. Shriekback and The Jazz Butcher I thoroughly enjoyed the latest issue of Uncut, especially the cover story on the 50 Greatest Lost Albums. I counted nine of the 50 as being in my CD/LP collection. I had the good fortune to read the article the same weekend that I took in a few episodes of VH1’s Top One Hit Wonders Of The 1980s TV program. Looking around on the internet, it occurred to me that the best way for an artist to keep all of his or her albums available to the public is to have at least one hit. Finding the albums of great (groundbreaking, even) bands such as Shriekback, The Jazz Butcher or The Fibonaccis is nearly impossible, while the entire catalogues of lesser bands such as Flock Of Seagulls, Modern English or Tommy Tutone are still in print. Imagine if Shriekback’s “My Spine Is The Bass Line” or “Gunning For The Buddha” had caught on with a few stateside DJs the way “I Ran” did. Having a hit record may not be the goal for some bands, but it appears as if having at least one hit ensures that the band’s other material will escape obscurity. Thank god Roxy Music had a few hits. Jeff Eason, Boone, North Carolina 23. John Stewart: Bombs Away Dream Babies (1994 CD £150!) I think that "Bombs Away Dream Babies" by John Stewart is also possibly not available anywhere though I have not checked every site that offers mp3s. Michael Stephenson, Homossasa, Florida by way of Australia. 24. Mickey Thomas: As Long As You Love Me (1977) It was made in between his Alvin Bishop Band-period and Jefferson Starship. I still think it's brilliant. The man is an unbelievable singer. It was recorded with Steve Cropper, Duck Dunn and Booker T. No Stax-Volt-sound though. The gem is his version of Van Morrison's “The Street Only Knew Your Name”. When I bought it, it was already in the sales. I still can't believe he did not manage to reach stardom in his own right on the backof this album. Peter Hendriks, Leiden, The Netherlands 25. Richard Thompson: Strict Tempo (1992 CD issue) There was a rumour of a release via his mailing list about two years ago, but so far no sign of it. Amazon cost of a second hand copy is £29 - I recently found a second hand vinyl copy to go with the one I already own at £2 but I think that was lucky. Dave Monk 26. Maureen 'Mo' Tucker: Playing Possum. 1981 solo debut suggested by Alan Norrington 27. Various Artists: Dance Craze One that I can't believe is not in print (and not on your list) is the Dance Craze live compilation. Easy enough to get on vinyl, bit pricey on CD. Could do with with a DVD release too. My two(tone) pennies worth Peter Rayner 28. Various Artists: Sun City Artists Against Apartheid (1993 CD, £30) Little Steven – “Sun City Artists Against Apartheid”. Have not seen this on CD at under £60. Bill Harper, Milton Of Campsie, Scotland 29. The Wild Swans: Incandescent (Renascent, 2003) The Wild Swans' 1982 "Revolutionary Spirit"/ "God Forbid" has been named by more than a few people in the know as one of the best British singles ever. Paul Simpson's post-punk outfit should have joined Liverpool contemporaries Echo & The Bunnymen (whose late drummer, Pete de Frietas, produced the single) and Teardrop Explodes on the charts and in the record shops. Yet the Wild Swans didn't get around to releasing a proper album until 1988, orphaning aforementioned single and a handful of other recordings. Those were finally collected on CD, as well as a spoil of BBC sessions and demos, on “Incandescent”. Released in 2003 by Renascent, the same label that reissued the Sound's catalogue, the two disc set was available for a short time before both it and Renascent disappeared. “Incandescent”, if it can be found at all, is worth a whopping £138. How do I know? That's what I just sold my copy for on Amazon.- J Bergstrom, Madison, Wisconsin 30. The Wolfhounds: Unseen Ripples From A Pebble... (Pink, 1987) A leftfield choice, but a wonderful album that deserves to be heard by a larger audience Mark Thompson, Suffolk 31. The Yardbirds: Live Yardbirds (1971) One that's missing (I think it was released on an obscure CD label in 2000 and then quickly withdrawn) is “Live Yardbirds” featuring Jimmy Page, the recording of a 1968 concert at the Anderson Theater in New York City that was initially released briefly on Epic Records in 1971. I'm fortunate to have the original LP which has a great version of "Dazed And Confused" that bests the later Led Zeppelin version. Peter, Greensboro, North Carolina PLUS! Jeff Moehlis at music-illuminati.com comes up with this lot: Great feature on Lost Albums! Here are a dozen more for your list: Ya Ho Wa: “Ya Ho Wa 13 Presents Savage Sons Of Ya Ho Wa”. One of the ultimate cult band's best albums, only available on CD in the out-of-print boxset “God And Hair”. Vangelis: “Earth”. Mystical prog-rock, a stylistic follow-up to Aphrodite's Child's “666”. Ash Ra Tempel: “Ash Ra Tempel”. Most of their albums are out-of-print, this is debatably the best of the bunch. Shaun Harris: “Shaun Harris”. Perhaps the second best album released in March 1973, after “Dark Side Of The Moon”. Mandrake Memorial: “Puzzle”. Psychedelia from Philadelphia, other albums also out of print. Tim Blake “Crystal Machine”. Solo album by keyboardist from Gong. Plastic People Of The Universe: “Egon Bondy's Happy Hearts Club Banned”. Czech avant-rock featuring poetry of dissedent Egon Bondy. Nick Mason: “Fictitious Sports”. Pink Floyd drummer, featuring Robert Wyatt on vocals. Royal Trux: “Thank You”. Scuzzy, Stonesy rock. Tonto's Expanding Headband: “Zero Time”. Pioneering electronic music. Robert Fripp String Quintet: “The Bridge Between”. Fripp, Trey Gunn, and the California Guitar Trio. Game Theory: “Big Shot Chronicles”. All of their albums are out of print, this is the best in my opinion And eight more from John Hynes, Toronto, Canada… Some of the Great Lost Albums not on your list could include: 1. Dave Clark Five: Sessions 2. Johnny Cash: The Junkie And The Juicehead Minus Me 3. Ronnie Hawkins: Ronnie Hawkins (first LP on Atlantic recorded @ Muscle Shoals) 4.Ronnie Hawkins: The Hawk (Second LP on Atlantic) 5. Ronnie Hawkins: Lady Came From Baltimore (Yorkville YVS33002) 6. The Kinks: Great Lost Kinks (Reprise MS2127) 7. Mandala: Soul Crusade (Atlantic SD8184) 8. Cathy Young: A Spoonful Of (Mainstream S6121)
Michael Jackson’s iconic glove auctioned
The iconic crystal studded glove worn by Michael Jackson has been sold at a US auction for $190,000 (£126,000). Jackson wore the garment during his 1984 'Victory' tour, and it was among 200 pieces of memorabilia that went under the hammer at Planet Hollywood in Las Vegas, raising just under $1m (£664,055) in total, reports ABC News. One of his jackets also went for $120,000 (£79,686), even though it was estimated to sell between $6,000 (£3,984) and $8,000 (£5,312). The auction marked the anniversary of Jackson's death a year ago on Friday (June 25). Other items belonging to Elvis Presley, Prince, Kurt Cobain and Jimi Hendrix were also sold. Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk. Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.
The iconic crystal studded glove worn by Michael Jackson has been sold at a US auction for $190,000 (£126,000).
Jackson wore the garment during his 1984 ‘Victory’ tour, and it was among 200 pieces of memorabilia that went under the hammer at Planet Hollywood in Las Vegas, raising just under $1m (£664,055) in total, reports ABC News.
One of his jackets also went for $120,000 (£79,686), even though it was estimated to sell between $6,000 (£3,984) and $8,000 (£5,312).
The auction marked the anniversary of Jackson‘s death a year ago on Friday (June 25).
Other items belonging to Elvis Presley, Prince, Kurt Cobain and Jimi Hendrix were also sold.
Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk.
Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.
Muse joined by U2’s The Edge for headline Glastonbury set
U2 guitarist The Edge was a surprise guest during Muse‘s headline Glastonbury set on Saturday night (June 26).
The trio headlined the Pyramid Stage for the second time in six years, and were joined by The Edge in the encore.
When they returned to the stage with The Edge they started playing a version of U2‘s ‘Where The Streets Have No Name’.
“This is our friend The Edge,” Muse frontman Matt Bellamy said to the audience at the end of the mass sing-along.
U2 had been due to headline Glastonbury on the Friday (June 25), but were forced to pull out after singer Bono seriously injured to his back. They were replaced by Gorillaz.
Muse appeared relaxed onstage throughout the gig, with Bellamy, dressed in white trousers and a red T-shirt, paying tribute to the organisers.
“I can’t believe it’s not fucking raining. I’ve been waiting 15 years for it to be sunny at Glastonbury. Shout out to Michael Eavis! And his daughter [Emily]!”
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BLITZEN TRAPPER – DESTROYER OF THE VOID
Rock fans of a certain stripe may find themselves on familiar territory with this latest album by Portland’s Blitzen Trapper. There is mention of a hotel named after the Grateful Dead’s “Brokedown Palace”, and a distinctly Beatlesy song that hinges around the refrain, “I’m always sleeping”. “The Man Who Would Speak True” makes magic realist capital out of outlaw clichés – “godless bum”, “stolen gun”, “midnight train”, “dusty plain” and so on. The second line of the album involves running “like a rolling stone”. And for a good dozen listens, it sounds as if Eric Earley is singing about a mystical child called Isis in “Below The Hurricane”. In fact, Earley is merely slurring the words, “I said”. But Destroyer Of The Void is so packed with signifiers, such a blatant nod in the direction of Dylan seems entirely plausible. When Blitzen Trapper first came onto the Uncut radar in 2006, however, they were a rather different beast. A UK compilation of their first two American albums (sharing the same cover design and name, confusingly, as the second one, Field Rexx) presented them as another Pavementish lo-fi group in a region, the Pacific Northwest, liberally crawling with them. A handful of neat songs, notably a loping charmer called “Asleep For Days”, suggested they might be one of those solid American bands destined for mild acclaim and general obscurity. But solid American bands can sometimes find the time and space to evolve in a way their British counterparts cannot, and consequently, 2008’s Furr saw the band flourish with a blend of classic Americana and zinging, McCartneyesque powerpop. That formula is repeated, with exceptional skill, on Destroyer Of The Void. It’s hardly radical stuff, not least because there are plenty of other bands currently operating in a similar area. But the 12 artfully crafted songs here suggest Blitzen Trapper should now be judged in the elevated company of Wilco, Brendan Benson and The Raconteurs. The Wilco comparison is especially apposite, since Earley manages and updates his influences with the same apparent ease that Jeff Tweedy and Jay Bennett displayed on 1999’s Summerteeth. “Laughing Lover” and “The Tailor”, in particular, sound like all the Beatles and West Coast allusions have been refracted through some kind of Wilco filter, resulting in a crisp and catchy, baroque Americana. Analogue synths cut a path through the guitars, but there’s still a satisfying woodiness to the songs, recorded in a Portland attic studio over two sessions in January 2009 and January 2010. Earley’s lyrics, meanwhile, are quite different from the impenetrable anxieties that were long Tweedy’s stock-in-trade. He’s clearly enamoured with Dylan – never more so than on “The Man Who Would Speak True”, a wry transfiguration of frontier myth that feels very much like a companion piece to Furr’s “Black River Killer”. But Earley’s dreams of escape often take on a cosmic dimension, so the opening title track soon becomes a rolling prog-pop suite, with hints of Procol Harum. Serpents hang “from a pale and nameless tree”, and horses are stolen as the protagonist heads for the sea before, Earley reveals, “I hopped a ship, a silver seed/Past galaxies and stars we speed to endless planets worlds unknown.” Again, the juxtaposition of western elegy and sci-fi speculation is not exactly innovative. The spirit of early-’70s Grateful Dead can also be detected in the exquisitely pinched, “Uncle John’s Band” harmonies that open “Destroyer Of The Void”, and throughout the outstanding “Evening Star”. But if the sheer weight of reference might overwhelm most bands (is that a Gram and Emmylou homage when Alela Diane joins Earley to duet on “The Tree”?), Blitzen Trapper emerge at the end of this hugely enjoyable LP as one of those rare bands who manipulate rock tradition in a knowing but open-hearted way, rather than being imprisoned by it. “Heaven and earth are mine, says I,” notes Earley on “Heaven And Earth” and, for the time being at least, it feels like sacred musical elements are in the safest of hands. John Mulvey Q&A Eric Earley Destroyer Of The Void seems packed with artful allusions to ’60s and ’70s rock and Americana. Was that a conscious decision? Like anybody, I write what I know and what I like to hear, so it’s really just a reflection of the sounds and ideas that I’ve been into my whole life. To me, all modern pop music finds its source in the blues and The Beatles, and you can choose with any given song how close to the source you want to get. Can you tell us a little bit more about the tracks “The Man Who Would Speak True” and “Destroyer Of The Void” itself? Both of those songs are stories that harken to the idea of the prodigal, the man who seeks for what he cannot have, for what is not there to begin with. “Void” deals more with the voices that speak to us, that guide us or help us or hinder us in the way we would go. “True” is a more complicated parable as far as imagery goes, and it has to do with the words we speak, whether thinking or unthinking, and their power and the ways in which they shape reality as incantation.
Rock fans of a certain stripe may find themselves on familiar territory with this latest album by Portland’s Blitzen Trapper.
There is mention of a hotel named after the Grateful Dead’s “Brokedown Palace”, and a distinctly Beatlesy song that hinges around the refrain, “I’m always sleeping”. “The Man Who Would Speak True” makes magic realist capital out of outlaw clichés – “godless bum”, “stolen gun”, “midnight train”, “dusty plain” and so on. The second line of the album involves running “like a rolling stone”. And for a good dozen listens, it sounds as if Eric Earley is singing about a mystical child called Isis in “Below The Hurricane”. In fact, Earley is merely slurring the words, “I said”. But Destroyer Of The Void is so packed with signifiers, such a blatant nod in the direction of Dylan seems entirely plausible.
When Blitzen Trapper first came onto the Uncut radar in 2006, however, they were a rather different beast. A UK compilation of their first two American albums (sharing the same cover design and name, confusingly, as the second one, Field Rexx) presented them as another Pavementish lo-fi group in a region, the Pacific Northwest, liberally crawling with them. A handful of neat songs, notably a loping charmer called “Asleep For Days”, suggested they might be one of those solid American bands destined for mild acclaim and general obscurity. But solid American bands can sometimes find the time and space to evolve in a way their British counterparts cannot, and consequently, 2008’s Furr saw the band flourish with a blend of classic Americana and zinging, McCartneyesque powerpop.
That formula is repeated, with exceptional skill, on Destroyer Of The Void. It’s hardly radical stuff, not least because there are plenty of other bands currently operating in a similar area. But the 12 artfully crafted songs here suggest Blitzen Trapper should now be judged in the elevated company of Wilco, Brendan Benson and The Raconteurs.
The Wilco comparison is especially apposite, since Earley manages and updates his influences with the same apparent ease that Jeff Tweedy and Jay Bennett displayed on 1999’s Summerteeth. “Laughing Lover” and “The Tailor”, in particular, sound like all the Beatles and West Coast allusions have been refracted through some kind of Wilco filter, resulting in a crisp and catchy, baroque Americana. Analogue synths cut a path through the guitars, but there’s still a satisfying woodiness to the songs, recorded in a Portland attic studio over two sessions in January 2009 and January 2010.
Earley’s lyrics, meanwhile, are quite different from the impenetrable anxieties that were long Tweedy’s stock-in-trade. He’s clearly enamoured with Dylan – never more so than on “The Man Who Would Speak True”, a wry transfiguration of frontier myth that feels very much like a companion piece to Furr’s “Black River Killer”. But Earley’s dreams of escape often take on a cosmic dimension, so the opening title track soon becomes a rolling prog-pop suite, with hints of Procol Harum. Serpents hang “from a pale and nameless tree”, and horses are stolen as the protagonist heads for the sea before, Earley reveals, “I hopped a ship, a silver seed/Past galaxies and stars we speed to endless planets worlds unknown.”
Again, the juxtaposition of western elegy and sci-fi speculation is not exactly innovative. The spirit of early-’70s Grateful Dead can also be detected in the exquisitely pinched, “Uncle John’s Band” harmonies that open “Destroyer Of The Void”, and throughout the outstanding “Evening Star”. But if the sheer weight of reference might overwhelm most bands (is that a Gram and Emmylou homage when Alela Diane joins Earley to duet on “The Tree”?), Blitzen Trapper emerge at the end of this hugely enjoyable LP as one of those rare bands who manipulate rock tradition in a knowing but open-hearted way, rather than being imprisoned by it. “Heaven and earth are mine, says I,” notes Earley on “Heaven And Earth” and, for the time being at least, it feels like sacred musical elements are in the safest of hands.
John Mulvey
Q&A Eric Earley
Destroyer Of The Void seems packed with artful allusions to ’60s and ’70s rock and Americana. Was that a conscious decision?
Like anybody, I write what I know and what I like to hear, so it’s really just a reflection of the sounds and ideas that I’ve been into my whole life. To me, all modern pop music finds its source in the blues and The Beatles, and you can choose with any given song how close to the source you want to get.
Can you tell us a little bit more about the tracks “The Man Who Would Speak True” and “Destroyer Of The Void” itself?
Both of those songs are stories that harken to the idea of the prodigal, the man who seeks for what he cannot have, for what is not there to begin with. “Void” deals more with the voices that speak to us, that guide us or help us or hinder us in the way we would go. “True” is a more complicated parable as far as imagery goes, and it has to do with the words we speak, whether thinking or unthinking, and their power and the ways in which they shape reality as incantation.
ALEJANDRO ESCOVEDO – STREET SONGS OF LOVE
Escovedo shares a manager with Bruce Springsteen these days, a connection that’s inescapable on this 10th solo LP. The Boss himself adds brawn to the suitably muscle-bound duet, “Faith”, and indeed there’s a ‘big production’ feel to this whole thing, no doubt aided by the presence of Born In The USA mixman Bob Clearmountain. Yet it remains very much a personal Escovedo project, a meditation not only on the myriad forms of love but also a tribute to both family and departed friends. The songs (mostly co-written with Chuck Prophet) were forged over a two-month residency at Austin’s Continental Club, where he and trusty backing band The Sensitive Boys chiselled and chipped until they took shape. Then along came Tony Visconti, adding the same robust, freewheeling production he brought to 2008’s Real Animal. This is Escovedo in lean, bullish mood, tunes like “Silver Cloud” and “This Bed Is Getting Crowded” almost a throwback to the inflamed roots-rock of his ’80s heroes, The True Believers. “Tender Heart” even finds him and the band buzzing away like early Elvis Costello & The Attractions. That said, Escovedo is as reflective as he is melodic, and never more so than on “Down In The Bowery”. Here, aided by old buddy Ian Hunter, Escovedo addresses his teenage son, Paris, undergoing a turbulent stage. “I’d buy you a smile in a minute,” he sings in soft tones, “But would you wear it?” Then there’s “Tula”, a tribute to late Mississippi writer and friend Larry Brown, a slippery swamp-funk thing that recalls Little Feat and the Los Lobos of Kiko. And “Fort Worth Blue”, an acoustic elegy to his late guitarist, Stephen Bruton. “Faith”, meanwhile, finds Escovedo and Springsteen punching out verses, the song becoming an affirmation of the religious, redemptive power of rock’n’roll itself. It’s a moment which serves as a calling card for the record as a whole – and praise be for that. Rob Hughes
Escovedo shares a manager with Bruce Springsteen these days, a connection that’s inescapable on this 10th solo LP. The Boss himself adds brawn to the suitably muscle-bound duet, “Faith”, and indeed there’s a ‘big production’ feel to this whole thing, no doubt aided by the presence of Born In The USA mixman Bob Clearmountain. Yet it remains very much a personal Escovedo project, a meditation not only on the myriad forms of love but also a tribute to both family and departed friends.
The songs (mostly co-written with Chuck Prophet) were forged over a two-month residency at Austin’s Continental Club, where he and trusty backing band The Sensitive Boys chiselled and chipped until they took shape. Then along came Tony Visconti, adding the same robust, freewheeling production he brought to 2008’s Real Animal. This is Escovedo in lean, bullish mood, tunes like “Silver Cloud” and “This Bed Is Getting Crowded” almost a throwback to the inflamed roots-rock of his ’80s heroes, The True Believers. “Tender Heart” even finds him and the band buzzing away like early Elvis Costello & The Attractions.
That said, Escovedo is as reflective as he is melodic, and never more so than on “Down In The Bowery”. Here, aided by old buddy Ian Hunter, Escovedo addresses his teenage son, Paris, undergoing a turbulent stage. “I’d buy you a smile in a minute,” he sings in soft tones, “But would you wear it?” Then there’s “Tula”, a tribute to late Mississippi writer and friend Larry Brown, a slippery swamp-funk thing that recalls Little Feat and the Los Lobos of Kiko. And “Fort Worth Blue”, an acoustic elegy to his late guitarist, Stephen Bruton. “Faith”, meanwhile, finds Escovedo and Springsteen punching out verses, the song becoming an affirmation of the religious, redemptive power of rock’n’roll itself. It’s a moment which serves as a calling card for the record as a whole – and praise be for that.
Rob Hughes
THE CURE – DISINTEGRATION DELUXE EDITION
There are so many Cure albums – this is, you may recall, a band who began their career when Racing Cars were a chart act, and who are still going – that you can get them mixed up. Well, I can, anyway. When I was asked to review this shiny new reissue of Disintegration (complete with bonus “live at Wembley” and “pointless backing tracks” CDs, I must admit I thought it was Pornography. And, to be honest, while I was wrong, I can see my point. Cure LPs exist not in longitudinal but latitudinal succession, meaning they cluster together not on regular chronological lines, where the early pop ones are followed by the mid-period Goth ones, then the late stadium rock ones. Cure albums group in a different dimension, where the pop ones can be 23 years apart and where the heavy, total-Cure monsters can come in different eras. Thus Disintegration, not The Top or whichever, is the real sequel to Pornography. Yeah! It came out in May, 1989, at one of the points in Robert Smith’s career when he was fed up with whatever The Cure were at the time. This attitude has always saved Smith; saved The Cure of 1979, 1985 and 1992 from becoming a charty pop group, saved The Cure of 1981, 1984 and 2000 from becoming last year’s Goths, and in this case saving The Cure from becoming a jumble of nothing with Robert Smith at the centre. Strongly informed by the impending departure of the last other original Cure member Lol Tolhurst, Disintegration is a record which sees Smith on the ropes, and secretly liking it. Just as he returned from the critical hammering of “Three Imaginary Boys” with the defining single of The Cure’s early career, “A Forest”, so he slipped out of the potential end of his own band with “Lovesong”, which (golden days or what?) was an American No 2 single. This last fact is odd, but makes sense. I (this review’s all about me, isn’t it?) went to the US with the Sugarcubes around this time, who were supporting PiL and New Order on a stadium tour. In the parking lot, every pick-up truck blasted out New Order, Depeche Mode and The Cure. It was a great time to be alternative college dance whatever rock and Disintegration fit right in. Its brilliance lies not in its aptness for yank goth jock radio, but its sheer confidence. These are not songs from a desperate man. They are some of Smith’s best melodies (“Last Dance”, “Lovesong” and “Pictures Of You”). They have classic Cure lyrics, that great mixture of sullen yearning and mardy lust. And Smith’s singing is probably his best on any Cure record, as direct as he ever gets, without the moany bellow of Pornography or the tweeness of “Love Cats”. Best of all, he returns to one of his great default settings, which we experts call Being A Bit Like New Order. Smith’s love affair with the band began in the days of Joy Division when everyone from OMD to Positive Noise was ripping off those big drums and those circling basslines. But Smith kept it up, when Joy Division became New Order, whether it was the “Blue Monday”isms of “Let’s Go To Bed” or the “Love Vigilantes” cop of “Inbetween Days”. And here he returns time and again to the rhythms and textures of mid-’80s New Order, as songs like “Thieves Like Us” and “Age Of Consent” inform, stylistically but not literally, the sound of Disintegration. It’s down to Smith’s musical genius, of course, that nothing here is a rip off, just a stylistic backdrop in the way that one of those bands that Uncut likes is steeped in Bob Dylan. It’s just that Robert Smith’s Blonde On Blonde and Highway 61 are Power, Corruption And Lies and Unknown Pleasures. All this does not detract from the sheer Robert Smithness of this album. Melodic, emotional, clear-headed and powerful, it’s an example of a powerful, personal record connecting with millions of people and becoming a hit. David Quantick
There are so many Cure albums – this is, you may recall, a band who began their career when Racing Cars were a chart act, and who are still going – that you can get them mixed up. Well, I can, anyway.
When I was asked to review this shiny new reissue of Disintegration (complete with bonus “live at Wembley” and “pointless backing tracks” CDs, I must admit I thought it was Pornography. And, to be honest, while I was wrong, I can see my point. Cure LPs exist not in longitudinal but latitudinal succession, meaning they cluster together not on regular chronological lines, where the early pop ones are followed by the mid-period Goth ones, then the late stadium rock ones. Cure albums group in a different dimension, where the pop ones can be 23 years apart and where the heavy, total-Cure monsters can come in different eras. Thus Disintegration, not The Top or whichever, is the real sequel to Pornography. Yeah!
It came out in May, 1989, at one of the points in Robert Smith’s career when he was fed up with whatever The Cure were at the time. This attitude has always saved Smith; saved The Cure of 1979, 1985 and 1992 from becoming a charty pop group, saved The Cure of 1981, 1984 and 2000 from becoming last year’s Goths, and in this case saving The Cure from becoming a jumble of nothing with Robert Smith at the centre. Strongly informed by the impending departure of the last other original Cure member Lol Tolhurst, Disintegration is a record which sees Smith on the ropes, and secretly liking it. Just as he returned from the critical hammering of “Three Imaginary Boys” with the defining single of The Cure’s early career, “A Forest”, so he slipped out of the potential end of his own band with “Lovesong”, which (golden days or what?) was an American No 2 single.
This last fact is odd, but makes sense. I (this review’s all about me, isn’t it?) went to the US with the Sugarcubes around this time, who were supporting PiL and New Order on a stadium tour. In the parking lot, every pick-up truck blasted out New Order, Depeche Mode and The Cure. It was a great time to be alternative college dance whatever rock and Disintegration fit right in. Its brilliance lies not in its aptness for yank goth jock radio, but its sheer confidence. These are not songs from a desperate man. They are some of Smith’s best melodies (“Last Dance”, “Lovesong” and “Pictures Of You”). They have classic Cure lyrics, that great mixture of sullen yearning and mardy lust. And Smith’s singing is probably his best on any Cure record, as direct as he ever gets, without the moany bellow of Pornography or the tweeness of “Love Cats”. Best of all, he returns to one of his great default settings, which we experts call Being A Bit Like New Order.
Smith’s love affair with the band began in the days of Joy Division when everyone from OMD to Positive Noise was ripping off those big drums and those circling basslines. But Smith kept it up, when Joy Division became New Order, whether it was the “Blue Monday”isms of “Let’s Go To Bed” or the “Love Vigilantes” cop of “Inbetween Days”. And here he returns time and again to the rhythms and textures of mid-’80s New Order, as songs like “Thieves Like Us” and “Age Of Consent” inform, stylistically but not literally, the sound of Disintegration. It’s down to Smith’s musical genius, of course, that nothing here is a rip off, just a stylistic backdrop in the way that one of those bands that Uncut likes is steeped in Bob Dylan. It’s just that Robert Smith’s Blonde On Blonde and Highway 61 are Power, Corruption And Lies and Unknown Pleasures.
All this does not detract from the sheer Robert Smithness of this album. Melodic, emotional, clear-headed and powerful, it’s an example of a powerful, personal record connecting with millions of people and becoming a hit.
David Quantick
TETRO
DIRECTED BY Francis Ford Coppola
STARRING Vincent Gallo, Alden Ehrenreich, Maribel Verdú
Tetro is Francis Ford Coppola’s latest two-fingered sign in the direction of contemporary Hollywood. Late in his career, the director of The Godfather and Apocalypse Now is seeking to re-invent himself as an auteur, making idiosyncratic and personal films outside the studio system. He knows that films like Tetro and its predecessor, 2007’s Youth Without Youth, will not be widely seen but that is part of their attraction – he wants to be in the margins. Coppola yearns for the innocence of the late 1960s and early 1970s, the period in which he first set up his filmmaking collective, American Zoetrope.
One of the paradoxes about Tetro (given that Coppola is now in his seventies) is that it seems like a young man’s film. Its themes are precisely those you would expect from a director or writer starting out and in search of his own style. This is a story about two siblings (or so they appear). Newcomer Alden Ehrenreich plays Bennie, a young naval cadet who arrives in Buenos Aires in search of his estranged older brother, Tetro (Vincent Gallo).
The Buenos Aires in which Gallo’s Tetro mopes around is a mythical place, a little like 1920s Paris in the era of Ernest Hemingway and Gertrude Stein. It’s a city inhabited by artists and intellectuals. There is an air of melancholy reinforced both by the tango music and by the black and white cinematography, heavy on the chiaroscuro. Tetro, first seen on crutches, lives with his girlfriend and muse Miranda (the gorgeous Maribel Verdú.) He is a writer of uncommon ability who relishes his own obscurity. Both brothers are struggling to emerge from the shadow cast over them by their domineering father (Klaus Maria Brandauer, in Bond villain mode), a brilliant but utterly ruthless conductor spotted in stridently coloured flashbacks.
The elements here are all very familiar. The relationship between Bennie and Tetro echoes that between Matt Dillon and Mickey Rourke in Rumble Fish. (For all his nuttiness, Vincent Gallo is an intense and charismatic actor with at least some of Rourke’s magnetism.) Coppola’s screenplay unfolds like a Tennessee Williams family melodrama. The Oedipal symbolism is heavy-handed. There is a self-reflexive quality to the storytelling. Coppola throws in lots of references to the myth of Faust and to Powell and Pressburger’s The Tales Of Hoffman and The Red Shoes. Tetro, we’re told, is “the best lighting guy” in La Boca. He’s a genius. This – apparently – gives him the licence to behave “like an asshole”.
The question whether work needs to be seen widely to have any meaning is foregrounded. Tetro is quite happy to languish in obscurity. But his brother has other ideas – and is even ready to tamper with his writing in order to secure him an audience.
All the musing about the nature of creativity and originality is – one guesses – as much to do with Coppola’s own situation as a film-maker at a crossroads as it is with the plight of the bickering brothers. There is a sense of Chinese boxes about a film in which a director, whose own father (Carmine Coppola) is a composer, ponders the plight of the sons of a composer.
“Do you know what love is? It’s a quick stab in the heart,” Tetro hisses at his younger brother as he ponders his troubled background. The irony is self-evident (and a little tiresome). The artist is alienated from his family. At the same time, his creativity remains entirely rooted in his relations with that family. If he didn’t have such a monstrous father to react against, he would have nothing worthwhile to express. In one pivotal scene, we see him announcing to his father his plans to become a novelist. Brandauer quickly swats him down, telling him there is “only room for one genius” in this particular family – and he already holds the position.
Self-indulgence is part of the fabric of Tetro. This is Coppola making a film on his own terms, about the subjects that preoccupy him. Certain scenes fall flat. There is a curious cameo from Pedro Almodóvar’s erstwhile muse Carmen Maura as “Alone”, a Cruella de Vil-like critic who has turned against Tetro in mysterious circumstances. The tone veers disconcertingly between naturalism and Powell and Pressburger-style expressionism. At times, we seem to be watching a moody, John Cassavetes-style psycho-drama about a very damaged family – but the storytelling style is so far-fetched and baroque that it risks undermining the emotional credibility of the scenes between Bennie and Tetro. What the film also conspicuously lacks is the narrative drive of Coppola’s films like Apocalypse Now, The Godfather or The Conversation. The story-telling style is deliberately digressive. There is a freewheeling, improvisatory quality to the way in which Coppola approaches his material. The presence of a Labrador puppy that looks as if it’s escaped from a nearby Andrex commercial is a further distraction.
Some audiences are likely to be highly sceptical about Coppola’s embrace of auteur-style indie cinema so late in his career. One guesses that the studios aren’t currently queuing up to work with him anyway. In recent years, he has been far less sure-footed in the way that he has navigated the Hollywood system than, say, Martin Scorsese, who has continued to make movies that work in the mainstream but that still carry his imprint.
Thankfully, Tetro still makes for largely beguiling viewing. Coppola may be working on, for him, a smallish budget (reportedly around $15 million) but that doesn’t mean his usual craftsmanship has abated. The film is sleekly shot and edited. (Several of the director’s normal collaborators are in tow, among them sound maestro Walter Murch.) Gallo is a revelation as the moody writer hiding away down South.
Think of Coppola and big family sagas are what come to mind. Here, unlike in The Godfather films, the violence is largely kept at bay (even if the brothers do end up on crutches). The dynamics, though, remain largely the same. The writer-director is probing away at sibling rivalry and the tensions between fathers and sons. For all the eccentricities of a screenplay that seems to have been written on the hoof, Tetro at its best has some of the same emotional intensity that made those equally fraught encounters between members of the Corleone family so memorable.
Geoffrey Macnab
Ray Davies pays tribute to late Kinks bassist Pete Quaife at Glastonbury
The Kinks' frontman Ray Davies paid tribute to the band's recently deceased bassist Pete Quaife during his Glastonbury set on the Pyramid Stage yesterday (June 27). The veteran star dedicated The Kinks' classic 'See My Friends' to his old bandmate, and later played two tracks from what Quaife claimed was his favourite Kinks album, 1968's 'The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society'. Speaking about his old friend, who died of kidney failure last week (June 23) aged 66, Davies told the crowd, "I wouldn't be here today if it wasn't for him." Davies was backed on many songs by The Crouch End Festival Choir, who gave their backing to the likes of 'You Really Got Me', 'Shangri-La' and 'Victoria' - reports our sister title NME. Glastonbury regular Davies, who encouraged crowd singalongs for 'Sunny Afternoon' and 'Waterloo Sunset', told the audience that the festival was "the greatest in the world" to huge cheers. Ray Davies played: 'I Need You' 'Dedicated Follower Of Fashion' 'I'm Not Like Everybody Else' ''Til The End Of The Day' 'After The Fall' '20th Century Man' 'Sunny Afternoon' 'You Really Got Me' 'Shangri-La' 'Victoria' 'See My Friends' 'The Working Man's Cafe' 'Johnny Thunder' 'The Village Green Preservation Society' 'Lola' 'Waterloo Sunset' 'Days' 'All Day And All Of The Night' Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk. Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.
The Kinks‘ frontman Ray Davies paid tribute to the band’s recently deceased bassist Pete Quaife during his Glastonbury set on the Pyramid Stage yesterday (June 27).
The veteran star dedicated The Kinks‘ classic ‘See My Friends’ to his old bandmate, and later played two tracks from what Quaife claimed was his favourite Kinks album, 1968’s ‘The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society’.
Speaking about his old friend, who died of kidney failure last week (June 23) aged 66, Davies told the crowd, “I wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for him.”
Davies was backed on many songs by The Crouch End Festival Choir, who gave their backing to the likes of ‘You Really Got Me’, ‘Shangri-La’ and ‘Victoria’ – reports our sister title NME.
Glastonbury regular Davies, who encouraged crowd singalongs for ‘Sunny Afternoon’ and ‘Waterloo Sunset’, told the audience that the festival was “the greatest in the world” to huge cheers.
Ray Davies played:
‘I Need You’
‘Dedicated Follower Of Fashion’
‘I’m Not Like Everybody Else’
”Til The End Of The Day’
‘After The Fall’
’20th Century Man’
‘Sunny Afternoon’
‘You Really Got Me’
‘Shangri-La’
‘Victoria’
‘See My Friends’
‘The Working Man’s Cafe’
‘Johnny Thunder’
‘The Village Green Preservation Society’
‘Lola’
‘Waterloo Sunset’
‘Days’
‘All Day And All Of The Night’
Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk.
Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.
Paul McCartney, Hyde Park, London, June 27, 2010
The last time we saw Paul McCartney on stage at Hyde Park was a year and a day ago. Then, he joined Neil Young for a coruscating version of “A Day In The Life”, sharing vocals with Neil and helping coax waves of feedback from Old Black. It was a major highlight during a tremendous run of shows last summer at Hyde Park that also included Bruce Springsteen and Blur. This year, of course, McCartney himself is now a headliner – on a day filled with more than it’s fair share of dramas. Yes, it is the hottest day of the year so far – just over 30 degrees – and McCartney’s support line-up is a suitably Uncut-friendly collection, including Elvis Costello and CSN. But – and I hate to remind you of this – it’s also the day we lost to Germany in a major international sporting event. The crowd, then, seem in restless spirits; “I hope he plays better than England…” mutters one glum-looking man to his friend. While screens scroll through footage of McCartney stretching back to the Cavern days, and jaunty girl group cover versions of Beatles songs clatter from the speaks, the audience picks up the “Na-na na na” refrain from “Hey Jude” as a kind of terrace chant. But, you know, there’s nothing like the sight of a former Beatle arriving on stage with thumbs aloft to lift the spirits. Arguably, “Venus And Mars/Rock Show” might not be the ideal opener – it lacks an immediate recognition value, I suppose. But, hey, “Jet” and “All My Loving” follow close behind; the greatest song-book ever written is now open and any mention of Sepp Blatter, disallowed goals or England’s shambolic defence are a bad memory best forgotten. After all, you’re not exactly going to complain about “Got To Get You Into My Life”, are you? All the same, there are admittedly some strange moments. An outing early on for “Highway”, from his 2008 Fireman album, is met with confused glances. As Band On The Run’s “Let Me Roll It” finishes, he launches into “Foxy Lady” before whipping out a story about Hendrix and Clapton that’s – shockingly – a bit of a non-starter (Macca! Clapton! Hendrix! – how can you possibly go wrong there..?!). At one point, there appears to be a minor mishap – I’m not clear what – and McCartney and his band end up playing, rather surreally, “Tequila”. And, yes, even the most ardent McCartney fan might find it hard not to cringe at the cod-Jamaican patter that peppers his between-song banter. But if we were to judge musicians on their sense of humour, rather than the music, I suspect we’d have all given up and gone home long ago. What’s important here are “Two Of Us”, “Blackbird”, “Eleanor Rigby”, “Band On The Run”, “Day Tripper” and a half dozen more songs of impeccable pedigree. For “Paperback Writer”, he even brings on stage the actual Rickenbacker he wrote it on, which in itself raises a large cheer of approval. “Blackbird” and “Yesterday”, both played solo acoustic, are delivered to an entirely silent and respectful crowd. And, for all the cheesy pointing and winking at fellow band members and people in the crowd, he looks great, wearing a white shirt and black waistcoat, bustling around, springing to the piano, strapping on a ukelele, just being A Beatle. There are semi-anecdotes/dedications to fallen friends – Linda (her photographs are being displayed on site), John (“Here Today”) and George (“Something”). Before “Back In The USSR” he tells a sweet little story about meeting Russians who learned English from listening to Beatles’ records; one exchange with a Russian fan was simply “Hello, Goodbye”. It ends fantastically, too, with a tremendous run through of mostly late period Beatles material including “Lady Madonna”, “Get Back” and a ferocious version of “Helter Skelter”. Good work, indeed. Set list Venus and Mars/Rockshow Jet All My Loving Letting Go Got To Get You Into My Life Highway Let Me Roll It Long And Winding Road 1985 Let ‘Em In My Love I'm Looking Through You Two Of Us Blackbird Here Today Dance Tonight Mrs Vandebilt Eleanor Rigby Ram On Something Sing The Changes Band On The Run Obla Di Obla Da Back In The USSR I Gotta Feeling Paperback Writer A Day In The Life Let It Be Live And Let Die Hey Jude Day Tripper Lady Madonna Get Back Yesterday Helter Skelter Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Heart’s Club Band The End
The last time we saw Paul McCartney on stage at Hyde Park was a year and a day ago. Then, he joined Neil Young for a coruscating version of “A Day In The Life”, sharing vocals with Neil and helping coax waves of feedback from Old Black. It was a major highlight during a tremendous run of shows last summer at Hyde Park that also included Bruce Springsteen and Blur.
The Strange Boys: Club Uncut, London Borderline, June 24 2010
When Ryan Sambol, who frankly looks like he hasn’t slept since beds were invented, asks if we want to hear another new song the only people in a packed Borderline who perhaps aren’t sure they do at this particular point are his band, Austin’s The Strange Boys. This may have more than something to do with the fact that when Ryan asks the question, the band are actually still playing “Heard You Want To Beat Me Up”, Ryan’s hilariously effervescent vamp from debut album The Strange Boys And Girls Club about making out with another guy’s girlfriend and the bitter consequences of such recklessness, which they now quickly bring to a halt even as Ryan starts playing, as promised, the evidently new “Hidden Meanings Soul Graffiti”, which is already going down a storm when the band join in. What’s going on right now seems not untypical of the way things might regularly happen around Sambol. The band, you imagine, have long-since learned to live on their wits in his unpredictable company, in anticipation of his digressive whims and unexpected changes of what at some point may have been an agreed course from here to there. They look well-practised in the art of anticipation. Sambol’s conspicuous restlessness, a kind of fidgety need to keep things moving, people left behind if they can’t keep up, is meanwhile reflected in his songs, which only on a few occasions breach the three minute mark, the majority of them barely coming in above two minutes, and several even less than that (they get through 18 tonight and are still offstage in about an hour). The first time you come across The Strange Boys on record, you might therefore think they’re making not much more than a scrappy racket. Tracks come and go at a fair old clip, songs starting and finishing before you’ve properly settled into them, a fitful blur of twanging rockabilly, 60s R&B, garage rock, country, slovenly blues, pre-Beatles American teen pop, Tex-Mex rave-ups, scuzzy rock’n’roll. After not too many more plays of . . .And Girls Club and the more recent Be Brave, however, songs that initially seemed to be not quite there are suddenly hard to get out of your head, which is when you realise there’s a lot more to them than mere ramshackle charm and an endearing waywardness. And it’s uncanny how they remind you of so many people without actually sounding like them. Sambol’s enervated squawk, for instance, doesn’t really sound like early Dylan, but you can understand, listening more closely to the way he sings, why people often make the comparison. Similarly, tonight you can hear echoes of The 13th Floor Elevators, early Love, the Velvets and The Yardbirds. They’re clearly in thrall, too, to the Stones when Brian Jones was as much of a musical driving force in the band as Keith Richards. Thursday night’s highlights at Club Uncut came as they say thick and fast, the swooning harmonies on the wilfully provocative “Should Have Shot Paul”, the woozy Exile On Main St lurch of “Da Da”, the Bo Diddley wallop of “Who Needs Who More”, the joyous whoop of “Be Brave”, the voyeuristic rumble of “Laugh At Sex, Not Her” (“My friends are having sex in the other room/Being quite as they can. . .”), the Beat Boom bomp of “Poem Party”, the off-kilter clatter of “Woe Is You And Me”. It all ends marvellously, too, with, of all things, a version of Dusty Springfield’s “Son Of A Preacher Man”, a skewed, sultry groove, as remarkable as it is unexpected, which is The Strange Boys all over. See you back here on August 16, for the terrific Fool’s Gold.
When Ryan Sambol, who frankly looks like he hasn’t slept since beds were invented, asks if we want to hear another new song the only people in a packed Borderline who perhaps aren’t sure they do at this particular point are his band, Austin’s The Strange Boys.
Uncut’s Great Lost Albums: Part One
This week’s new issue of Uncut features another 50 Great Lost Albums – those that are unavailable new or as legal downloads right now – chosen by the mag’s readers. Consequently, I thought it’d be useful to put our original Top 50 online, as they appeared in issue 156 of Uncut (Neil Young was on the cover, narrowing it down a little). We can’t remember such an enthusiastic and interesting response to one of our features, and there were many more than 50 good and unavailable records that you recommended. As a result, I’ll be running some of your submissions here that didn’t make the magazine list. And of course, please fire away with more ideas in the comments box at the bottom of these blogs. One other note, while I think about it: happily, a few of these albums – those by Dion and Sandy Denny, for a start – have been reissued since we put this list together… 50 TIN MACHINE Tin Machine II LONDON, 1991 David Bowie had formed Tin Machine in 1988 with guitarist Reeves Gabrels and rhythm section Hunt and Tony Sales, indulging a shared love of dissonant garage-rock and to hell with the consequences. EMI duly dropped them on the eve of this second album. Yes, Hunt Sales’ vocals on “Stateside” and “Sorry” are two of the most excruciating moments in Bowie’s recorded career, but overall II was actually a better album than their debut. Gabrels’ splintered guitar work has depth and texture, with “Baby Universal” and “Goodbye Mr Ed” offered a return to Bowie’s more allusive art-rock imaginings. Its poor showing in the charts – it was his first album in 20 years to miss the UK Top 20; in the US it crawled to No 126 – has meant a lack of love on the reissue front, too. EXPECT TO PAY: £20 for the CD. Less for the cassette… 49 BILL DRUMMOND The Man CREATION RECORDS, 1986 Before he became The KLF’s money-burning dance-punk art-terror-theorist, the erstwhile visionary behind Liverpool’s Zoo label stepped out as an unabashedly Scottish singer-songwriter with this remarkable LP, created to mark his turning 33-and-a-third. Recorded in five days in a village hall in Galloway, The Man was a surprisingly great sounding LP (not so surprising when you realise his backing band is The Triffids), that found Drummond musing on life, love and rock’n’roll. Its most famous song is undoubtedly “Julian Cope Is Dead”, which saw him recounting his master plan to make The Teardrop Explodes bigger than The Beatles by killing the singer. Elsewhere, there was cosmic country, folk, Roxy-esque sax, Wall Of Sound pop, and a Robert Burns recital by Drummond’s preacher father. “The work of a complete nutter,” enthused Creation boss Alan McGee. EXPECT TO PAY: Quite a lot – sellers are asking £30 to £50 online 48 LOTION Nobody’s Cool SPIN ART/BIG CAT, 1995 New Yorkers Lotion were perpetually described – to their irritation, but with a degree of accuracy – as a cross between REM and Hüsker Dü. Their career encompassed a fine debut, Full Isaac (available on iTunes) and a brief cameo appearance on Buffy The Vampire Slayer. But while the bright and wry college rock of their second LP, Nobody’s Cool, didn’t quite match its predecessor, its current unavailability has resulted in a significant piece of literary ephemera being lost. Drummer Rob Youngberg’s mother was an accountant, and one of her clients, Thomas Pynchon, was implausibly coerced into providing sleevenotes. Pynchon’s essay touched on The Love Boat, The Jetsons and Bobby “Boris” Pickett’s “Monster Mash”. “Through-out this album,” he wrote, “beneath the formal demands of rock’n’roll as we have come to know it, between the metal anthems and moments of tonal drama, the darkest of surrealist lyrics, the most feedback-stricken, edge-of-chaos guitar passages, may also be detected the weird jiving sense of humor of a cruise combo.” Rock criticism’s loss, etc etc… EXPECT TO PAY: Very, very little… 47 BUCKINGHAM NICKS Buckingham Nicks POLYDOR, 1973 Misty-eyed Fleetwood Mac fans would call this 1973 debut by young lovers Lindsey Buckingham and Stevie Nicks a classic, but those who come to it having gorged on Rumours and Tusk might be underwhelmed. What is remarkable about Buckingham Nicks is that there has never been a CD repress of this cult record. Perhaps the duo, who own the rights, would rather it stays that way. Certainly, Polydor washed its hands of the couple shortly after the LP flopped: longhaired and bell-bottomed, much of the pair’s Cali folk was indistinguishable from that of fellow LA minstrels. Nevertheless, “Without A Leg To Stand On” and “Long Distance Winner” are superb, displaying the flair that convinced Mick Fleetwood to invite them to join his rudderless outfit in 1974. EXPECT TO PAY: £30 for a mint vinyl copy 46 SANDY BULL Demolition Derby VANGUARD, 1972 The New York-born master of cross-cultural guitar spent the ’60s exploring fusions of American folk-blues with Middle Eastern scales, jazz and effects-laden psychedelics. Demolition Derby was the last recording he made before heroin addiction sent him lurching off the radar for 16 years, and it was a strange mix of rarefied improvs and disposable cheeseballs. Bull overdubbed himself playing the Arabic oud, fuggily tremoloed acid guitar, percussion and harmonised vocals which at times descended into goofy falsetto. “Carnival Jump” and “Easy Does It” featured hand drums by Denis Charles, percussionist with free jazz pianist Cecil Taylor; “Sweet Baby Jumper” saw Bull slapping some Jamaican steelpans. But someone responsible should have had a quiet word about the schlock-country “Tennessee Waltz”. EXPECT TO PAY: No more than £20 45 RICHARD & LINDA THOMPSON First Light CHRYSALIS, 1978; HANNIBAL, 1992 (CD) Released after the couple’s three-year sabbatical to follow their recently adopted Sufi Muslim faith, First Light was a cautious return that doesn’t hold a candle to their Island albums or the intensely brilliant Shoot Out The Lights, which followed this, and companion Chrysalis LP Sunnyvista. Linda was in fine, clear voice, but Richard’s contribution was subdued, buried beneath the ill-matched American rhythm section of Willie Weeks and Andy Newmark. Despite some great songs – “Strange Affair”, “Don’t Let A Thief Steal Your Heart” – the album never caught fire. Although First Light was released briefly on CD by Hannibal, Richard has expressed a certain indifference to both Chrysalis albums. But, missing master tapes permitting, “never say never” to a reissue. EXPECT TO PAY: A tenner for the album, quite a lot more for the CD 44 EIRE APPARENT Sunrise BUDDHA, 1969; SEQUEL, 1992 (CD) The Hendrix connection – Jimi produced it, and plays on a number of tracks – has long made this a collectable. But, lifted by Ernie Graham’s fine songwriting, this Irish band’s sole LP deserves to be more than a footnote on the great guitarist’s discography. It is whimsical, sunshiney psych-pop of the post-Pepper type, with hints of Van Morrison here, maybe a little Love there, and remarkably free of the curdling blues-rock you might have expected from a long-term support act to the Experience. Lacking anything approaching a hit, it flopped in both the US and the UK, and a 1992 CD reissue has long since disappeared from view. Which is a shame, as both this and a 1971 self-titled LP (which is available) prove, in Ernie Graham the band possessed a should-have-made-it talent. EXPECT TO PAY: Around £20 for the CD, over £100 for the original vinyl 43 FRANK ZAPPA & THE MOTHERS 200 Motels OST UNITED ARTISTS, 1971; RHINO, 1997 (2CD) Most of Zappa’s catalogue is owned by his estate, but not this. The movie – a punishingly surreal on-tour farce featuring Ringo Starr, groupie queen Pamela Des Barres and Keith Moon as “The Hot Nun” – was finally made available on DVD by copyright holders MGM in March. Does that mean its long-desirable soundtrack will follow suit? The 90-plus minutes of music on the now-deleted ’90s reissue confirmed this as typically ornery Zappa – offering psych-rock, prog, mad jazz, country pastiches and full-blown classical pieces played by The Royal Philharmonic, all under a selection of snigger-snigger titles like “Half A Dozen Provocative Squats” and “I’m Stealing The Towels”. At its best – the blistering “Magic Fingers”, say – it’s excellent, crowned by the harmonies of ex-Turtles Mark Volman and Howard Kayman, aka Flo and Eddie. EXPECT TO PAY: £20-£40 42 TAV FALCO’S PANTHER BURNS The World We Knew NEW ROSE, 1987; TRIPLE X, 1994 (CD) Having pursued the wild, hiccupping spirit of Memphis rockabilly as producer for The Cramps and on his own Like Flies On Sherbet, late Big Star legend Alex Chilton [see pp8-10] continued the quest in 1979 when he hooked up with Dada-inspired video artist Gustav Falco to form the Panther Burns. Rotating around the ever-present Falco, there have been countless manifestations of the band since, but, with Chilton back producing and playing, this was their definitive statement. The World We Knew was a wondrously sloppy, swampy and spooky collection of obscure, even mysterious covers – its blend of the Sun sound, rough-edged R’n’B and stomping Stax soul presenting an underground history of American rock’n’roll. Look out for the 1994 CD re-release, which adds the Jim-Dickinson produced “Shake Rag” EP – four booglarizing slices of Southern Fried, including the killer “Shade Tree Mechanic.” EXPECT TO PAY: £30-£50 41 ADRIAN HENRI, ROGER McGOUGH & ANDY ROBERTS The Incredible New Liverpool Scene CBS, 1967 Following the successful poetry anthology, The Liverpool Scene, published in 1967, featuring the work of Henri, McGough and Brian Patten, the three Liverpool poets were given the opportunity to record an LP, with guitarist Andy Roberts. Patten absented himself last minute, but Henri and McGough performed classic, comical, streetwise poems “Love Is”, “Tonight At Noon”, “Let Me Die A Young Man’s Death” in just two hours – and immediately after an ICA event – at Denmark’s Street’s Regent Sound, where the early Stones demoed. A hit, of sorts, the album spearheaded a revival in performance poetry further fuelled by a Penguin Modern Poets edition, The Mersey Sound. Legal wrangles and lost tapes notwithstanding, a CD release is being plotted. EXPECT TO PAY: £40 40 THE SEARCHERS Play For Today SIRE, 1981 OK, so The Searchers didn’t have the copyright on ringing 12-string, catchy choruses and tight, Scousey harmonies. But in the mid-’60s, they were pretty big in the States, too, and their sound infiltrated a generation of Anglophile powerpoppers – Tom Petty chief among them. Which is probably why Seymour Stein – boss of celebrated New Wave label Sire and something of a fan – thought they would be such a good fit for the late ’70s, rewarding the band with a multi-album deal. It didn’t work out completely for Mike Pender and co: Play For Today was the second and final LP The Searchers cut for Sire, but it’s pretty great – superior, chiming powerpop that acknowledged, albeit tastefully, that punk really did happen. And nestled among self-penned material (“Little Bit Of Heaven”, the surprisingly Smithsy “Another Night”), there’s even a cover of Big Star’s “September Gurls”. EXPECT TO PAY: £15, although copies are getting rarer 39 RAINY DAY Rainy Day ROUGH TRADE, 1984 The Paisley Underground supergroup! Nearly 20 years after the first psychedelic outbreak on Sunset Strip, some of the leading lights of Los Angeles’ emerging neo-psych scene – Dream Syndicate, Opal, The Bangles and The Three O’Clock – pooled resources to cut an album of immaculately chosen covers of their musical heroes. The project has aged remarkably well: here you’ll find an exquisite version of Dylan’s “I’ll Keep It With Mine” sung by The Bangles’ soon-to-be-chart-topping Susanna Hoffs, a haunting take on Big Star’s “Holocaust” by Opal’s Kendra Smith, plus fine stabs at Neil Young’s “Flying On The Ground Is Wrong”, and, of course, Hendrix’s “Rainy Day, Dream Away”, all sympathetically produced by man-on-the-scene David Roback, later of Mazzy Star. It’s bizarre this little-heard gem has never been reissued – although presumably getting permission from all the parties involved must be something of a logistical nightmare. EXPECT TO PAY: Difficult to find, but £25, maybe? 38 ERIC CLAPTON AND MICHAEL KAMEN Edge Of Darkness OST BBC RECORDS AND TAPES, 1985 In the mid-1980s, Eric Clapton’s career was not in robust health. A recovering alcoholic, facing the commercial disappointment of ’83’s Money And Cigarettes, Clapton embarked on a brief detour into soundtrack work with US composer Michael Kamen. Their first outing together was this atmospheric six-track score for the BBC’s landmark conspiracy drama, and was different from anything else in Clapton’s canon: ditching the blues, the master guitarist built low, mournful guitar motifs around Kamen’s chugging semi-industrial score. First issued on vinyl, cassette and – unusually for 1985 – CD, it has never been reissued. EXPECT TO PAY: £15, more for the CD 37 DION Wonder Where I’m Bound COLUMBIA, 1968 Dion’s ’75 excursion with Phil Spector, Born To Be With You is often lauded as his masterpiece. But Wonder Where I’m Bound, a US-only LP comprised mostly of outtakes released to cash in with 1968 hit, “Abraham, Martin & John”, is long due reappraisal, too. This was largely recorded in 1964/5, and buried among the expected doo-wop material were some good surprises, including the fiery garage blues of Willie Dixon’s “The Seventh Son”, and a haunting take on the title track, written by Tom Paxton, which featured a pre-Highway 61 Al Kooper on keys. Dion’s version of “It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue” is astonishing – West Coast folk-rock with added NY grime, it manages to recall The Velvet Underground at their most melodic. But Dion got there first! EXPECT TO PAY: £10 or so, plus postage from the States! 36 BRITISH ELECTRIC FOUNDATION Music For Stowaways VIRGIN, 1980 Following their exit from the Human League (and before heading chartward with Heaven 17) Sheffield synth-stabbers Martyn Ware and Ian Gregory unleashed this album of icy instrumental electronica. It was uncompromising, experimental stuff, on one hand harking back to the Human League’s stark “Dignity Of Labour” EP, and yet somehow foreshadowing much of Warp Records’ output 15 years later. Featuring an early, stripped-back version of Heaven 17’s debut single “(We Don’t Need This) Fascist Groove Thang”, Music For Stowaways (the ‘Stowaway’ being the original brand name for the Sony Walkman) was only ever issued on cassette in the UK – although a limited export vinyl version with five of the album’s tracks and bonus song (“A Baby Called Billy”) was pressed. EXPECT TO PAY: £20, worth it if you’ve still got a working tape player... 35 THE POP GROUP For How Much Longer Do We Tolerate Mass Murder? ROUGH TRADE, 1981 The Pop Group were, of course, anything but. Bristol teenagers into James Brown, free jazz and radical politics, their name was a Trojan Horse to sneak the band into the mainstream and cause, as vocalist Mark Stewart put it, “an explosion right in the very heart of the commodity”. If debut LP Y, recorded with dub producer Dennis Bovell, couched their vision in quasi-mystical terms, its 1981 follow-up (never officially reissued on CD) was the stuff of direct action. Poetry took a back seat to polemic – “Nixon and Kissinger should be tried for war crimes!” squealed Stewart – but their white-hot funk was more caustic than ever, while “One Out Of Many” marked a collaboration with spoken word group the Last Poets. EXPECT TO PAY: £40 for a decent vinyl copy, as long as it’s got the four original posters Next: 34-17, 16-1
This week’s new issue of Uncut features another 50 Great Lost Albums – those that are unavailable new or as legal downloads right now – chosen by the mag’s readers. Consequently, I thought it’d be useful to put our original Top 50 online, as they appeared in issue 156 of Uncut (Neil Young was on the cover, narrowing it down a little).
Uncut’s Great Lost Albums: Part Two
Previously: 50-35 34 JOHNNY THUNDERS Hurt Me NEW ROSE, 1983; ESSENTIAL, 1995 (CD) So Alone is the title of Thunders’ best known solo LP, but the New York Doll never sounded more exquisitely alone than on this, recorded in Paris in the winter of 1983. Given his instant association with that squalling, fucked-up electric guitar, the big shock was that Hurt Me was almost entirely acoustic: the solitary Thunders right there in your speakers, shredding the guts from six strings as he worked through his own songbook, throwing in Dolls tunes (“Lonely Planet Boy”) and covers (half-remembered readings of Dylan’s “Joey” and “It Ain’t Me, Babe”) along the way. His sneering street whine higher than ever, Thunders sounded fragile but tough, desolate but defiant. Spellbindingly intimate, although it sounded like it was recorded in a derelict attic. EXPECT TO PAY:£50 for the vinyl, £30 for the CD 33 SPRING Spring UNITED ARTISTS, 1972; SEE FOR MILES, 1994 (CD) Among Brian Wilson’s esoteric projects away from The Beach Boys, the group known variously as The Honeys, Spring and American Spring were perhaps closest to his heart: unsurprising, given it comprised his wife Marilyn Rovell and her sister Diane (a significant Wilson crush). Their sole album as Spring (or American Spring, to avoid mix-ups with some contemporaneous prog-rockers) found Wilson providing a few songs, singing harmonies and producing their hushed, mildly uncanny take on MOR; highlights like the superb “Sweet Mountain” would have slotted comfortably onto Surf’s Up. A 1994 reissue on See For Miles, American Spring… Plus, is the one to seek out, with extra tracks including their gorgeously tentative 1973 take on “Fallin’ In Love” (aka the Dennis Wilson song, “Lady”). EXPECT TO PAY: £40-60, maybe less for the CD, if you can find one… 32 DAVE AND TONI ARTHUR Hearken To The Witches Rune TRAILER, 1970 Just before launching her career as a BBC children’s TV presenter, Toni Arthur and her hubby were hanging out in the coven of Britain’s king of the witches, researching folk’s links with pagan traditions. This selection of super-natural ballads was sung with stark, Celtic-tinged accompaniments, as though performed skyclad in a forest clearing: Packie Byrne’s puckish tinwhistle dances across “The Fairy Child”, while Dave added ritualistic bodhrán to “Alison Gross”; “Cruel Mother” – murderous, monotonous – is the most chilling version ever recorded. The cover’s murky photo was taken by producer Bill Leader, whose Trailer catalogue and label rights were purchased by Dave Bulmer of Celtic Music in the early 1980s. In one of the great controversies of British folk, Bulmer has rarely seen fit to make any of this material available again. EXPECT TO PAY: Around £40 31 THE FALL The Marshall Suite ARTFUL/CIRCUS, 1999 Given the chaotic-looking nature of The Fall’s catalogue (myriad labels, shady comps, live sets), it’s surprising to discover that most of it is still in print, with the notable exceptions of their two Artful albums from the late ’90s. 1997’s Levitate, an impenetrable tangle with electronica, turned out to be the last Fall album to feature stalwarts Wolstencroft, Hanley and Burns, the band departing following ugly shenanigans on tour in Ireland and America. The Marshall Suite ushered in a new phase of The Fall that continues to this day: Smith hiring apparently random musicians who sound identical to those they replaced. Something of a mixed bag, it nevertheless featured “(Jung Nev’s) Antidotes”, a glowering techno piece far superior to anything on Levitate; one of Smith’s better rockabilly covers (Tommy Blake’s “F-Oldin’ Money”); and, bizarrely, perhaps his best-known song – “Touch Sensitive”, as featured on Vauxhall Corsa adverts. EXPECT TO PAY: £30 or so 30 VARIOUS Concerts For The People Of Kampuchea ATLANTIC, 1981 Paul McCartney teamed up with UN Secretary General Kurt Waldheim and UNICEF to organise four nights, post-Christmas ’79, at the Hammersmith Odeon, in aid of a Pol Pot-ravaged Cambodia. This double LP, featuring The Who, The Pretenders, Elvis Costello, Queen, The Clash, Ian Dury & The Blockheads, The Specials, Rockpile, and McCartney’s 30-strong Rockestra, captures the highlights, particularly The Who’s barnstorming “Behind Blue Eyes”, Robert Plant’s surprise Elvis impersonation with Rockpile on “Little Sister”, and The Rockestra’s tumultuous finale – inevitably, a tearjerking, lighters-aloft “Let It Be”. Like so many charity records – a legal tangle with artists temporarily released from their customary labels – this was a one-off pressing. EXPECT TO PAY: £15 or so 29 THE SOUND From The Lion’s Mouth KOROVA, 1981; RENASCENT, 2001 (CD) As post-punk began to evolve into a more windsept and epic kind of music, Adrian Borland and The Sound seemed well placed for stardom, a passionate and dark-hearted antecedent of Interpol. But while their second LP, From The Lion’s Mouth, still sounds like a crucial document of the era, the success never arrived: Korova put its wallet behind the more photogenic Echo & The Bunnymen, and support dwindled further when the label was swallowed by its parent company, Warners. Borland tragically died in 1999, and The Sound’s six great albums have only briefly been available on CD since. EXPECT TO PAY: £25 for the vinyl, more like £60 for CD 28 MY BLOODY VALENTINE Ecstasy And Wine LAZY, 1989 It has been nearly two years since Uncut reviewed the remasters of Loveless and Isn’t Anything, though both have still not made it to the shops: the problem allegedly being Kevin Shields’ failure to deliver his sleevenotes. In comparison, Ecstasy And Wine’s total unavailability has gone generally unnoticed. A comp of an EP (“Strawberry Wine”) and a mini-album (Ecstasy), both from 1987, it showcased a band scurfing off their goth past and moving towards something more original. At times – on “Strawberry Wine” itself, say – the music was a diffracted version of the era’s jangly indie. At others, though – on the monolithic “Clair”, especially – Shields had already formulated the obliterating noise pop for which he would become known. EXPECT TO PAY: £25 27 VIV STANSHALL Men Opening Umbrellas Ahead WARNER BROS, 1974 After the decline and fall of his Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band, Stanshall surprised everybody with this unexpectedly swampy Afro-funk tinged solo debut, featuring members of Traffic with African percussionist Reebop Kwaku Baah. But his bosses at Warners were confounded by the content: a voodoo curse against the industry; bitter vignettes of washed-up, preening showbiz types (“Redeye”); misanthropic portraits of the artist’s alcoholic/chainsmoking dishevelment (“Bout Of Sobriety”, “Yelp, Bellow, Rasp Et Cetera”); and Pythonesque odes to his todger (“Prong”, “How The Zebra Got His Spots”). Disgusted by their refusal to press more than 5000 copies, Stanshall trashed a boardroom and secreted a bag of bluebottle maggots behind the Warners president’s radiator. An online petition, begging the label to re-release it on CD, has been signed by 2200 names to date. EXPECT TO PAY: A rather surreal £70 26 AMERICAN MUSIC CLUB California RETOUCH, 1987; DEMON, 1993 (CD) California was the record on which Mark Eitzel found his voice. It was 1988, and American Music Club had made two albums, neither of which had made any great impact. By the time they convened to record their third record in Tom Mallon’s San Francisco demo studio, AMC had begun to knock their influences into a manageable shape. “I knew what California wasn’t more than I knew what it was,” says Eitzel. “It was not going to be a punk rock record. It was not going to be Americana. It was going to be something else.” The sound of the record – sometimes delicate, occasionally exultant, employing poetic imagery and occasional country stylings courtesy of pedal steel player Bruce Kaphan – was the product of the varied tastes within the band. “Mostly what we liked was English music,” says Eitzel. [Guitarist] “Vudi was a huge Echo [And The Bunnymen] fan, I was Nick Drake and Joy Division, and Danny [Pearson, bass] was more Carter Family and straight-up country and Neil Young. I’m not sure where Tom [Mallon] was.” Communications between Eitzel and drummer/producer Mallon broke down after Mallon left AMC, taking the copyright of their first four albums with him. Eitzel remains bemused by the record’s unavailability, but his assessment of Mallon’s contribution to it is generous. “Mallon controlled everything. This was before computers – we were recording on pretty rudimentary gear, and he did a great job. He taught me how to sing in the studio. He made me sing more in tune, he made me sing quieter. It was actually really important to me.” Eitzel still plays several songs from California in his live set, notably the melancholy “Western Sky” and the disappointed love song “Firefly”. He reprised the Drake-ish “Last Harbor” on his last European tour. “I was ripping off Nick Drake: his guitar playing, but more just his feeling. He’s singing from the horizon that’s always fading. There’s always that kind of beauty.” Happily, Mallon plans to re-release those four AMC albums before the end of the year and, having listened afresh to California, considers it to be “fantastic. It siphons all the air out of the room.” Eitzel believes securing a reissue is more important than the historic rifts within the band. “The fractious stuff doesn’t matter to me. Mallon is a pretty honest gentleman, actually. He’s a good person. All I want is the record out.” ALASTAIR McKAY EXPECT TO PAY: £25 if you just can’t wait 25 THE JUSTIFIED ANCIENTS OF MU MU 1987 (What The Fuck’s Going On?) THE SOUND OF MU(SIC), 1987 Considering the notoriety they’d later achieve as the KLF, it’s sometimes easy to forget the significance of Bill Drummond and Jimmy Cauty’s thrillingly deviant assaults on the British music industry as The Justified Ancients Of Mu Mu. But everything for which they became infamous in the 1990s – the provocative art statements, establishment baiting and wilful destruction of their back catalogue – can be found in their earliest collaboration, The JAMs. For Drummond – a former A&R man and one-time manager of Echo And The Bunnymen – and Cauty, guitarist with one of Drummond’s signings, Brilliant, their plan was revolutionary. Nothing less, it seemed, than to make an album that pillaged the entire continuum of rock’n’roll, using sampling technology to recontextualise popular music. “We wanted to make an album that in some way would be a British response to what hip hop artists were doing in the States,” explains Drummond today. “It gained instant infamy status due to our wholesale use of sampling. None of which we had sought to get permission. We were artists and artists have the right to use whatever they can lay their hands on to make their art – that was our rationale.” Released in June, 1987… found Drummond and Cauty – under their aliases King Boy D and Rockman Rock – sampling everything from the Sex Pistols to Scott Walker, an edition of Top Of The Pops and, most famously, ABBA, on “The Queen And I”. It was the Swedes who proved to be the JAMs’ undoing. “ABBA’s publishers took exception and requested that we destroy all copies of our album immediately, or they would take legal action against us,” Drummond recalls. “Jimmy and I thought we should sit down with Benny and Björn and have a discussion artist to artist…” So Drummond and Cauty drove to ABBA’s Polar Studios in Stockholm, carrying with them what they claimed to be the album’s remaining stock, plus a gold disc of 1987… to present to the band. Failing to find ABBA in residence, they instead presented the gold disc to a blonde prostitute they pretended was band member Agnetha Fältskog “fallen on hard times” before heading back to London – stopping to burn the records in a field outside Gothenberg around dawn. “I just wished it had been a massive bonfire – hundreds of thousands of our records all going up in flames,” sighs Drummond. “Instead we just had a couple of boxes with us and even then some of them we forgot about. We didn’t discover that last box until we were back on the ferry home. We had to throw them off the back. Burial at sea is never as good as proper funeral pyre. The Vikings had the right idea by combining the both.” But this wasn’t the last of 1987... In October, Drummond and Cauty issued 1987 (The JAMs Edits) with the offending samples removed, replaced by great tracts of silence, interrupted by sudden bursts of beats or Drummond’s acerbic social commentary. The only sample remaining from the original was The Fall’s “Totally Wired”. “We never thought about even attempting to get permission,” adds Drummond. “Nowadays there is a whole section of the industry based on dealing with the ‘clearance’ of samples. Back then they would have just said no…” MICHAEL BONNER 24 ALEX CHILTON Bach’s Bottom LINE RECORDS, 1981; RAZOR & TIE, 1993 (CD) The creepy remakes and covers that comprise Bach’s Bottom were cut in Memphis’ Ardent Studios in autumn ’75, which might make this set look like a candidate for the great, lost fourth Big Star LP. It’s not: Chilton never fully endorsed producer Jon Tiven’s decision to release the sessions, yet when four songs filtered into the punk underground via a 1977 Ork Records EP, listeners found the results quite punk rock. Acrimony between Tiven and Chilton ensured that Bach’s Bottom has a complex history: that Ork EP was succeeded in 1981 by a German vinyl issue, and then by 1993’s expanded CD version. While the CD added, crucially, Chilton’s finest post-Big Star single, “Bangkok”, it also contained some controversial, later overdubs by Tiven himself. EXPECT TO PAY: Depends on the version. £10-20, maybe? 23 DAVID STOUGHTON Transformer ELEKTRA, 1968 A Harvard mathematician, Stoughton played the Boston folk circuit in the early 1960s before coming under the spell of John Cage’s musique concrète. While certain songs – “The Sun Comes Up Each Day”, say – are musically reminiscent of Tim Buckley at his most extreme, Transformer also contained experimental sound collages. Never on CD, vinyl copies are becoming scarcer – but Transformer is scheduled for digital re-release in the summer ahead of Elektra’s 60th anniversary. EXPECT TO PAY: £15, if you find one! 22 JEAN RITCHIE None But One SIRE, 1977 Ritchie’s Singing The Traditional Songs Of Her Kentucky Mountain Family (1952) was Elektra’s first folk album, sung in the purest of voices, accompanying herself on a dulcimer. Ritchie would record for all the key NY folk labels before taking a break in the late ’60s. With None But One, she resurfaced, perhaps surprisingly, on Sire. She adheres to the expected traditional songs and instrumentation – albeit in a more ensemble setting with family and friends like Eric Weissberg adding additional guitars, mandolins, even drums. Mary Travers, Susan Reed and Janis Ian add their voices – “Wondrous Love” a wonderful choral piece. Only discontinued on CD last year – grab one while you can. EXPECT TO PAY: £15 21 NEW KINGDOM Paradise Don’t Come Cheap GEE STREET, 1996 Entire generations have grown up in the shadow of gangsta rap, blithe to the existence of other forms. It’s a crime, then, that this low-slung classic is now available only on Japanese import. For their ominous second LP, New Yorkers Nosaj and Sebastian took hip hop out of the city and dragged it into the dusty Southwestern hinterlands, adding opiated brass, wah-pedalling guitars and the kind of growled flows that made Ol’ Dirty Bastard sound lucid. Cypress Hill and their dope-addled Spanglish are, perhaps, one contextual touchstone; Jimi Hendrix gets a namecheck. But the heaviosity of their breaks and breadth of New Kingdom’s fear and loathing still stuns, 14 years later. A work of urban outsider art, too long neglected. EXPECT TO PAY: Paradise might not come cheap, but this will, at £5… 20 JIMMY PAGE Death Wish II – Original Soundtrack SWAN SONG, 1982 In the lacuna following John Bonham’s death, the Zep guitarist was asked by his Buckinghamshire neighbour Michael Winner to soundtrack the second of his new shoot-em-up franchise starring Charles Bronson. Assembling a motley bunch of British rock survivors – Dave Mattacks, ex-Pretty Thing Gordon Edwards and Chris Farlowe, plus, improbably, the GLC Orchestra – and spanking a gleaming new Roland guitar synth, Page hunkered down in secret, delivering a set of cues that “hit the button totally”, according to Winner. Tracks vary from scudding Houses Of The Holy power-rock (“City Sirens”), testicular riffology (“Jam Sandwich”, “Hypnotizing Ways”), orchestral dissonance (“Hot Rats And Photostats”). Apart from a long-gone late ’90s import, this feverishly composed Zeppelin footnote has never been reissued. EXPECT TO PAY: £20, ballpark 19 VIRGINIA ASTLEY From Gardens Where We Feel Secure HAPPY VALLEY, 1983; ROUGH TRADE, 2003 (CD) Daughter of the composer of TV’s The Saint theme, and Pete Townshend’s sister-in-law, Virginia Astley intended her pastoral ambient suite to evoke the passage of a timeless English summer day. Over gentle, minimalistic drifts of piano, string quartet and woodwinds, she and co-producer Russell Webb (The Skids) spliced field recordings taken from the Oxfordshire countryside: distant church bells, a creaking swing, ticking clocks, plashing oars, bleating livestock and twittering skylarks. Originally issued on Astley’s own Happy Valley via Rough Trade, Geoff Travis’ operation finally put out a CD in 2003; now deleted, it, too, has become highly collectable. EXPECT TO PAY: £40 should do it 18 XTC Apple Venus Vol 1 COOKING VINYL, 1999 An example of how relatively new records can slip through the cracks, Apple Venus and its partner piece, 2000’s Wasp Star – as well as their boxset incarnation Apple Box – are presently only available second-hand. On first release, this was XTC’s first material after the band broke free of their contract with Virgin, and represented the sound of Andy Partridge’s new-found creative freedom, mixing skewed McCartney pop with daintily avant-garde orchestration and devil-in-the-detail lyrics about harvest festivals. The rights have reverted to Partridge, but it seems there is a pretty simple reason why it’s not in print. “I think it will be available again,” a source tells us, “but it was pretty expensive to do…” Meanwhile, all of XTC’s Virgin-era catalogue – even offshoot psych project The Dukes Of Stratosphear – is freely available, an irony Partridge would probably appreciate. EXPECT TO PAY: £5 for the CD, £30 for vinyl, and £50 for the lovely Apple Box 17 THE WHO Join Together VIRGIN, 1990 This odd live double caught The Who in one of its stranger incarnations, trundling across America in 1989. Daltrey, Entwistle and Townshend are bolstered by Deep End, the latter’s back-up troupe for his proposed Iron Man tour, which instead morphed into a Who reunion trek. Hence two drummers, a brass section and full choir. Townshend, apparently suffering from tinnitus, seemed content to play acoustic, with youngster Steve Bolton on lead. Disc one is all Tommy, but disc two is the keeper, with horn-sodden versions of “Love Reign O’er Me”, “Join Together” and the little-heard “Trick Of The Light”. The album peaked at 188 in the US and barely scraped the Top 60 over here. Which, with another 10 live LPs since, hardly makes its reissue a top priority. EXPECT TO PAY: £20 for the CD, the vinyl has sold for double Next: 16-1
Uncut’s Great Lost Albums: Part Three
Previously: 50-35, 34-17 16 THE UNDISPUTED TRUTH The Undisputed Truth GORDY, 1971 Norman Whitfield was one of Motown’s most successful producers, working on hits for Marvin Gaye, Edwin Starr and, particularly, The Temptations. But it was with his own group, The Undisputed Truth, fronted by Motown backing singers Billie Rae Calvin and Brenda Joyce, that Whitfield embarked on far more radical experiments into psych soul and political commentary. Whitfield used the Truth to expand on his own material – this hard-to-find debut included the first version of “Papa Was A Rolling Stone”, and a thunderous 11-minute take on “Ball Of Confusion” – as well as funky vamps on intriguing covers like Dylan’s “Like A Rolling Stone”. EXPECT TO PAY: £25 for the UK vinyl 15 PAULINE MURRAY AND THE INVISIBLE GIRLS Pauline Murray And The Invisible Girls RSO RECORDS, 1980 For anyone who knows Murray only as the voice of Penetration, this lost post-punk classic will be a revelation. Produced by Martin Hannett – The Invisible Girls was the band he put together to provide backing on several excellent records by Salford bard John Cooper Clarke – the album sees the legendary Joy Division producer at his poppiest, yet most expansive, too. Drawing on dub, Eurodisco and brittle funk, Hannett crafted a troubled wall of artpop, awash in keyboards, to frame Murray’s wonderfully naïve and breathy vocals –soaring lead single, “Dream Sequence 1”, deserved to be a massive hit. With sublime guitar from The Durutti Column’s Vini Reilly and a Peter Saville sleeve, it’s also a Factory record in all but name – subsequent single “Searching For Heaven” featured Joy Division/ New Order’s Bernard Sumner. EXPECT TO PAY: Still good value at £50 14 PAUL QUINN & THE INDEPENDENT GROUP The Phantoms & The Archetypes POSTCARD, 1992 With a voice pitched somewhere between Bowie’s Thin White Soul and Scott Walker’s deepest melancholy, Quinn ranks alongside The Associates’ Billy Mackenzie as one of the most extraordinary singers out of Scotland. A schoolfriend of Edwyn Collins and associate of Alan Horne’s original Postcard label, Horne’s plans to make him a star on his subsequent Swamplands label ran aground in disputes with owners London Records. Indeed, this album was a major reason behind Horne’s unexpected decision to resurrect Postcard in 1992. Produced by Collins, and featuring original Orange Juicer James Kirk’s guitar genius, Quinn’s voice wandered through dark shadows of soul, pop and country on ballads like “Punk Rock Hotel” and exquisitely desolate covers including The Carpenters’ “Superstar”. A film noir of a record, this has never been re-released, possibly because Horne reckons the world simply doesn’t deserve it. EXPECT TO PAY: £40 if you’re lucky 13 LAL & MIKE WATERSON Bright Phoebus LEADER, 1972 Responding to new directions in folk-rock, the two Waterson siblings hired folk luminaries Martin Carthy, Maddy Prior, Ashley Hutchings, Tim Hart and Dave Mattacks for this chamber folk with an uncanny twist – child sacrifice in “The Scarecrow”, or “Winifer Odd”, smashed by a car while picking up a lucky star from the road. From intimate guitar/voice arrangements to the Nick Drake strings of “Never The Same” and the country rock of “The Magical Man”, the tracks are unpredictable as English weather. Shadows and sunny intervals dominate the lyrics, and the clouds part spectacularly for the closing “Bright Phoebus”, where the sun beams down a spiritual awakening. Aside from a shoddy CD-R from CM Distribution in 2000, this has suffered the same fate as the rest of the Leader/Trailer catalogue (see Dave & Toni Arthur, No 32). EXPECT TO PAY: £30, with a bit of luck 12 T-BONE BURNETT Truth Decay CHRYSALIS, 1980; DEMON , 1997 (CD) T-Bone Burnett was unknown before Dylan recruited him for 1975’s Rolling Thunder Revue, where he met David Mansfield and Steven Soles, with whom he subsequently formed The Alpha Band and recorded three hugely idiosyncratic albums that combined rock, jazz, country, blues, folk and more. Truth Decay was his first solo album and returned him to the roots music he grew up with in Texas and with which he has since become indelibly associated as an award-winning producer. What Truth Decay shared with The Alpha Band was an inclination on songs like “Quicksand”, “Boomerang” and “House Of Mirrors” towards the surreal, satirical and unsettling, clever juxtapositions of off-kilter humour, dark moral fables and a profound disillusionment with a materialistic world, its acidity more brilliantly rendered than any of the infrequent solo albums that followed. EXPECT TO PAY: A tenner for the vinyl, much, much more if you find it on CD 11 VARIOUS ARTISTS Silver Meteor SIERRA, 1980 Subtitled ‘A Progressive Country Anthology’, this excellent set might be noteworthy solely for its brace of rootsy – and rare – 1969 cuts from The Everly Brothers. But the presence of four won’t-find-’em-anywhere-else tracks from The Byrds’ preternaturally talented guitarist Clarence White – recorded in June 1973, just two weeks before his death – have given Silver Meteor elevated status in country rock circles. After The Byrds’ dissolution in late ’72, White secured a solo deal with Warners, and set about pioneering a startling brand of bluegrass and rock with fiddler Byron Berline, guitarist Herb Pederson and mandolin ace (and brother) Roland White. The results – including “Why You Been Gone So Long” with Ry Cooder on slide – are consistently astonishing, and hint all-too-briefly at the directions ’70s country might have taken. EXPECT TO PAY: £30, including shipping – it’s a US-only release 10 JOHN CALE Music For A New Society ZE/ISLAND, 1982; RHINO, 1994 (CD) Even by the frequently disturbing standards of Cale’s many previous excursions into territories of dread and disconsolation, Music For A New Society was daunting, a blasted requiem for an unravelling world and the victims of insane times. It is, in many ways, Cale’s masterpiece. That Music For A New Society is not currently in catalogue is inexplicable. Rhino US licensed the album from Cale, but the term of that licence expired in 2004. Imagine logging onto Amazon to order Blood On The Tracks or Astral Weeks for someone who’d never heard them and discovering they’d been deleted without explanation. You’d be stupefied. Another equivalent would be finding out that someone had taken a tin of whitewash and a very big brush to Picasso’s Guernica, making it disappear beneath a layer of blank undercoat. His previous album, 1981’s Honi Soit, itself now only available as a download, had been a loud, abrasive essay in apocalyptic paranoia, full of squalling guitars and a turbulent sonic mayhem that would be replaced on Music For A New Society by a kind of symphonic minimalism. With the exception of “Changes Made”, which featured a full band, with Blue Öyster Cult’s Allen Lanier on lead guitar, the songs on the album – most of them improvised in the studio – featured not much more than Cale’s handsome Baptist tenor set against brutal reductions of the kind of arrangements he had provided 14 years earlier for Nico’s The Marble Index. There were moments of startling poignancy, among them the exquisite “Broken Bird” and “Chinese Envoy”, and a wracked new version of “I Keep A Close Watch”, an anguished ballad from 1975’s Helen Of Troy. Elsewhere, darkness and violence loomed in livid tandem. “Taking Your Life In Your Hands” and the hugely unsettling “If You Were Still Around” starkly explored three of Cale’s favourite themes: nostalgia, murder and madness. But the album’s grim centrepiece was the long, agonised “Sanities” (originally titled “Sanctus”, but mistakenly re-titled on the album sleeve), on which over an aloof, majestic keyboard drone and fragmenting percussion, Cale’s possessed narration evoked disaster on all fronts, ending with an ominous prediction of terrible things to come, the bleak promise of “a stronger world, a stronger loving world. . . to die in.” ALLAN JONES 9 BIG BLACK Atomizer HOMESTEAD 1986; TOUCH & GO, 1992 (CD) Seething with disgust (at human weakness and perversity) and pummelled by a badass drum machine (succinctly credited as roland: roland), Big Black’s debut took the rage of hardcore punk and fused it with the harsh mechanics of the electronic age. In passing, it established the uncompromising nature of mainman Steve Albini, who’s gone on to engineer more records than any sane human should. Atomizer’s been unavailable for a while because Touch & Go ran out of stock, and Albini and co took the opportunity to remaster it (along with a number of other BB titles). “All of them should be available relatively soon. We intend to keep everything available forever,” Albini says. EXPECT TO PAY: £15 for the vinyl 8 SANDY DENNY & THE STRAWBS All Our Own Work HALLMARK, 1973 The offensively cheap artwork fair screams “cash-in”, and indeed this budget release was designed to capitalise on fan interest. Not in the wonderful Denny, though, but in The Strawbs, who in ’73 were high in the charts with “Part Of The Union”. These tracks were recorded in 1967 in Copenhagen (the sleevenotes erroneously state 1968), before she joined Fairport Convention, and feature the earliest version of her haunting calling card, “Who Knows Where The Time Goes”. Hallmark is not known for its reissue programme, so this seems unlikely to get a re-release soon, although Fairports producer Joe Boyd did compile some other, differently orchestrated material from the Copenhagen sessions for 1991 CD Sandy Denny And The Strawbs. But now that’s out of print, too… EXPECT TO PAY: £15. But search hard enough and it’ll turn up cheaper 7 KRAFTWERK Kraftwerk VERTIGO, 1970 One of 2009’s more disingenuous reissues was The Catalogue, a thorough-sounding Kraftwerk boxset which failed to include their first three LPs. Perhaps that early work was deemed too idiosyncratically human, with the mensch-maschine not yet fully operational and a freestyling hippy fallibility taking precedence. They remain, however, fascinating records, not least the 1970 debut, where Florian Schneider and Ralf Hütter embarked on four capricious avant-jams. The heavy-weight electronics were at a putative stage: Klaus Dinger, soon to form Neu!, contributed live drums; Schneider led, jauntily, with a flute. “I’m working on the album tapes,” Hütter told Uncut last year. “It will be Kraftwerk 1 and 2, Ralf & Florian, and maybe one or two live ambient situations, whatever we find in the archive… It needs some more work, redusting and remastering.” EXPECT TO PAY: Approaching £100 6 TOM WAITS Night On Earth OST ISLAND, 1992 Jim Jarmusch’s portmanteau movie Night On Earth presents five encounters between taxi drivers and passengers, all happening in different cities around the world at the same moment. The film’s much underrated in Jarmusch’s canon, which perhaps helps explain why Waits’ soundtrack – at the time, his first new material in five years – has fallen off the radar. It’s mostly instrumental, a main theme evolving as a series of woozy, junky mood pieces designed to reflect the geographical settings of each story, but which are nevertheless all firmly located in Waits’ boneyard carnival. Among the tunes are three vocal turns, “The Other Side Of The World” and two readings of “Back In The Good Old World”. First taken as a rollicking gypsy stomp, Waits’ closing reprise of the song as an aching waltz ranks among his most heartbreaking. EXPECT TO PAY: Up to about £50. Even the cassette is worth a tenner… 5 JONATHAN RICHMAN AND THE MODERN LOVERS It’s Time For… ROUGH TRADE, 1986 When The Modern Lovers Mark II (or III) broke up at the end of the ’70s, Richman laid low for several years, before returning with a trio of albums that showed him fully reinvigorated: Jonathan Sings! (1983), Rockin’ And Romance (1985) and It’s Time For… All three are long out of print; Richman apparently holds them all in low regard. Produced, like its predecessor, with the lightest of touches by Andy Paley, the last is the pick of the bunch. Showcasing Richman’s love of early rock’n’roll and doo-wop, it’s nostalgic without being sentimental, as warm and true as an old valve amplifier. Opener “It’s You” is plausibly one of the ’80s’ most gorgeous recordings; “Corner Store” a paean to vanishing times to rank with his seminal “Old World”; “When I Dance” is the singer at his most magical. EXPECT TO PAY: A high-end £50 4 THE BEATLES The Beatles At The Hollywood Bowl PARLOPHONE, 1977 Astonishing to think that, save some stuff on the Anthologies, there is no Beatles live material available on CD. And not just because this was a band that famously forged themselves on the live circuit – this is The Beatles, after all, the biggest cash cow in music history. Things never seem to go smoothly with the Fabs’ catalogue, though, and the long and winding story of the original release of these recordings is fascinating, involving abortive attempts by Phil Spector, much dust-gathering in Capitol’s vaults, and, finally, a heroic salvage job by George Martin. While Martin’s selection (from two shows in August ’64 and August ’65) is scarcely a hi-fi listening experience, it’s still revelatory. Clearly audible among the soprano screams and general hysteria are 13 raw, R’n’B-weighted tracks – including a searing “Dizzy Miss Lizzy” – that proved what a spookily tight, breathlessly exciting live act they could be. Great between-song patter, as well… EXPECT TO PAY: £10. It did hit No 1! 3 VAN MORRISON St Dominic’s Preview WARNER BROS, 1972; POLYDOR, 1997 (CD) Morrison had posed with then-wife Janet Planet for the cover of 1971’s bucolic Tupelo Honey. By this follow-up, the marriage was deteriorating, and he sounded more magnificently restless than in years. While continuing the mixture of radio-friendly R’n’B (the belting “Jackie Wilson Said”) and jazzy Celtic folk-rock (“Gypsy”) that had characterised recent albums, St Dominic’s… saw Morrison also reach back toward the beat visionary ground of Astral Weeks on questing epics “Listen To The Lion” and “Almost Independence Day”. Morrison here dubbed his sound “Caledonian Soul” and on the glorious title track, you hear what he means. Warners started to reissue their Morrison titles in 2008, but the project seems to have stalled. In a 2009 Q&A with Time magazine, Morrison, who has had issues with his old label over ownership of his back catalogue, was asked, “When will we see your out-of-print albums in stores?” His ominous response: “There are no plans right now.” EXPECT TO PAY: A reasonable £20 2 CAPTAIN BEEFHEART & THE MAGIC BAND Lick My Decals Off, Baby STRAIGHT, 1970; ENIGMA/RHINO 1989 (CD) Where do you go after Trout Mask Replica? Beefheart’s follow-up was a riot of bamboozling marimbas and jaw-dropping ensemble playing, with the rapid-fire high intellect of chess grandmasters slamming down their pieces. Like many albums released on Frank Zappa’s Straight label, Decals was released on CD in 1989, but was withdrawn for legal reasons. While copyright issues regarding Straight’s catalogue have now been resolved [see Starsailor panel, p49], allowing Rhino to re-release Decals temporarily on vinyl in 2007, other considerations make it unlikely this will emerge on CD in the foreseeable. The permission of Beefheart himself - (Don Van Vliet) is required, and his relationship with Rhino is understood to be poor. He is also ill, and one presumes a CD release of a 40-year-old LP is low on his priority list. No dialogue is currently taking place, we are told. EXPECT TO PAY: CDs change hands for £40 or so 1 NEIL YOUNG Time Fades Away REPRISE, 1973 There’s a long feature on this in Uncut 156 Next: Uncut Readers' Great Lost Albums
Prince Charles makes surprise visit to Glastonbury Festival
Prince Charles made a surprise appearance onsite at the Glastonbury festival this afternoon (June 24). The royal was met by Blur’s Alex James and the band Two Door Cinema Club backstage at the Queen's Head tent on a flying visit to the site. After meeting the band, Prince Charles went onstage before visiting a nearby Water Aid stall, and was then taken to the Pyramid Stage to meet the crew. Details of the Prince’s visit were kept secret as nearly 100,000 festival goers made it to the site ahead of the official start of the music, which kicks off tomorrow morning at 11am (BST). Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk. Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.
Prince Charles made a surprise appearance onsite at the Glastonbury festival this afternoon (June 24).
The royal was met by Blur’s Alex James and the band Two Door Cinema Club backstage at the Queen’s Head tent on a flying visit to the site.
After meeting the band, Prince Charles went onstage before visiting a nearby Water Aid stall, and was then taken to the Pyramid Stage to meet the crew.
Details of the Prince’s visit were kept secret as nearly 100,000 festival goers made it to the site ahead of the official start of the music, which kicks off tomorrow morning at 11am (BST).
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Arcade Fire’s new album ‘The Suburbs’ to be released with eight different covers?
Arcade Fire's forthcoming new album 'The Suburbs' could be set to be released with eight different covers. According to reports on MBVMusic.com, the Canadian group's third studio effort will be released with multiple cover designs. They go on to say that the ADA (Alternative Distribution Alliance), the people who distribute albums to retailers, have listed such information about the band's upcoming August 2 release in their sales catalogue. Despite such reports, neither the group's official website or record label have confirmed such allegations. Earlier this month (June 7), [url=http://www.nme.com/news/arcade-fire/51403]Arcade Fire previewed 'The Suburbs' live[/url] with a comeback gig in Granada Theatre, in Sherbrooke, Quebec - reports Uncut's sister publication NME. Meanwhile, [url=http://www.nme.com/news/arcade-fire/51573]Arcade Fire will perform a warm-up gig in London before their appearance at Reading and Leeds festivals in August[/url]. Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk. Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.
Arcade Fire‘s forthcoming new album ‘The Suburbs’ could be set to be released with eight different covers.
According to reports on MBVMusic.com, the Canadian group’s third studio effort will be released with multiple cover designs.
They go on to say that the ADA (Alternative Distribution Alliance), the people who distribute albums to retailers, have listed such information about the band’s upcoming August 2 release in their sales catalogue.
Despite such reports, neither the group’s official website or record label have confirmed such allegations.
Earlier this month (June 7), [url=http://www.nme.com/news/arcade-fire/51403]Arcade Fire previewed ‘The Suburbs’ live[/url] with a comeback gig in Granada Theatre, in Sherbrooke, Quebec – reports Uncut’s sister publication NME.
Meanwhile, [url=http://www.nme.com/news/arcade-fire/51573]Arcade Fire will perform a warm-up gig in London before their appearance at Reading and Leeds festivals in August[/url].
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Michael Jackson sells over 4m records in year since death
Michael Jackson has sold more albums in the year since his death, than any other artist in the UK. The singer died suddenly a year ago (June 25), but has since gone on to sell over four million albums and singles to UK fans. Jackson has sold 2.77m albums and 1.54m single tracks in the UK according to The Official Charts Company. Fans are set to mark the singer’s death across the globe today, while [url=http://www.nme.com/news/michael-jackson/51645]Jackson’s sister LaToya has used the year anniversary to claim Jackson was murdered for money[/url] - reports Uncut's sister publication NME. The top selling Michael Jackson tracks in the UK of the past 12 months are: 1. 'Man In The Mirror' 2. 'Billie Jean’ 3. 'Thriller' 4. 'Smooth Criminal' 5. 'Beat It' 6. 'Dirty Diana' 7. 'Black Or White' 8. 'They Don’t Care About Us' 9. 'You Are Not Alone' 10. 'The Way You Make Me Feel' The top selling Michael Jackson album in Britain was 'The Essential' collection. Jackson's physician [url=http://www.nme.com/news/michael-jackson/50519]Dr Conrad Murray is currently awaiting trial after pleading not guilty to a charge of involuntary manslaughter over his death[/url]. Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk. Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.
Michael Jackson has sold more albums in the year since his death, than any other artist in the UK.
The singer died suddenly a year ago (June 25), but has since gone on to sell over four million albums and singles to UK fans.
Jackson has sold 2.77m albums and 1.54m single tracks in the UK according to The Official Charts Company.
Fans are set to mark the singer’s death across the globe today, while [url=http://www.nme.com/news/michael-jackson/51645]Jackson’s sister LaToya has used the year anniversary to claim Jackson was murdered for money[/url] – reports Uncut’s sister publication NME.
The top selling Michael Jackson tracks in the UK of the past 12 months are:
1. ‘Man In The Mirror’
2. ‘Billie Jean’
3. ‘Thriller’
4. ‘Smooth Criminal’
5. ‘Beat It’
6. ‘Dirty Diana’
7. ‘Black Or White’
8. ‘They Don’t Care About Us’
9. ‘You Are Not Alone’
10. ‘The Way You Make Me Feel’
The top selling Michael Jackson album in Britain was ‘The Essential’ collection.
Jackson‘s physician [url=http://www.nme.com/news/michael-jackson/50519]Dr Conrad Murray is currently awaiting trial after pleading not guilty to a charge of involuntary manslaughter over his death[/url].
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Arp: “The Soft Wave”
Some correspondence over the past week or so regarding The Alps, whose new album I must admit I’m yet to hear: the last one was pretty cool, something like a kind of psychedelicised Air, if I remember right. During the exchange, though, I was heavily recommending one of the Alps’ solo project, Arp. Alexis Georgopoulos made an album in 2007 called “In Light”, a terrific early runner in what’s become a quietly expansive kosmische revival. Serendipitously, a new Arp album turned up from Smalltown Supersound a couple of days ago, and it’s fantastic, too. While a lot of the more acclaimed artists in this new kosmische/ambient thing seem to have emerged from a noise background and privilege a fair amount of ‘80s sci-fi chicanery – I’m thinking specifically Oneohtrix Point Never and Emeralds – Arp are part of a more pastoral wing, whose roots lie deep in the ‘70s German countryside. Somewhere near Forst, perhaps, since, crudely, “The Soft Wave” runs the whole gamut of influences from Cluster to Harmonia, with a radical departure into the realm of Eno to change things up a little. It’s not the most original album I’ve heard over the past few months – “From A Balcony Overlooking The Sea” moves beyond being influenced by “Another Green World”-era Eno, towards a transparent, albeit exquisite, homage. But it is quite lovely, a meticulous re-realisation of the percolating landscape music that Cluster perfected around “Sowiesoso”, and onwards through Harmonia (“High Life”, in particular, has a saturated line that recalls Michael Rother’s melodic sensibilities, if not explicitly his guitar playing). The odd drift of piano (on “Catch Wave”, say) also recalls some of Roedelius’ later solo work, not least “Lustwandel”, which fortuitously turned up on reissue the other day. At times, the gentle persistence of this music echoes that of The Alps (“Alfa (Dusted)” in particular). But from the opening and explanatory “Pastoral Symphony”, this is a real keeper – wouldn’t mind hearing the “Pastoral Symphony” remix by Etienne Jaumet, either.
Some correspondence over the past week or so regarding The Alps, whose new album I must admit I’m yet to hear: the last one was pretty cool, something like a kind of psychedelicised Air, if I remember right.
Damon Albarn says Gorillaz will be joined by Lou Reed at Glastonbury
Gorillaz will be joined live by Lou Reed at Glastonbury, Damon Albarn has revealed. The band headline the event’s Pyramid Stage tomorrow night (June 25), and along with some of the [url=http://www.nme.com/news/gorillaz/50898]guests who joined them at the London Roundhouse in April including Mos Def[/url], the former Velvet Underground man is set to join them for the first time. "Lou Reed’s arriving and, fingers crossed, coming straight to rehearsal. And then we watch the game,” Albarn told [url=http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment_and_arts/10387611.stm]Radio 4’s Front Row[/url] yesterday (June 23). “This morning I woke up and the first thing I felt a wave of anxiety about – is an audience that size going to respond to our songs? I don't know.” Reed has not performed with the band before, but lends his vocals to ’Plastic Beach’ track ’Some Kind Of Nature’. The Fall’s Mark E Smith is also expected to perform live with the band for the first time on ’Glitter Freeze’, while Snoop Dogg is playing his own set ahead of Gorillaz at Glastonbury and should be on hand to give ’Welcome To The World Of The Plastic Beach’ its live debut. "We've got about 50 or 60 people at one point onstage," said Albarn of the set he was invited to put together after U2 were forced to drop out due to Bono sustaining a back injury in rehearsals. Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk. Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.
Gorillaz will be joined live by Lou Reed at Glastonbury, Damon Albarn has revealed.
The band headline the event’s Pyramid Stage tomorrow night (June 25), and along with some of the [url=http://www.nme.com/news/gorillaz/50898]guests who joined them at the London Roundhouse in April including Mos Def[/url], the former Velvet Underground man is set to join them for the first time.
“Lou Reed’s arriving and, fingers crossed, coming straight to rehearsal. And then we watch the game,” Albarn told [url=http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment_and_arts/10387611.stm]Radio 4’s Front Row[/url] yesterday (June 23). “This morning I woke up and the first thing I felt a wave of anxiety about – is an audience that size going to respond to our songs? I don’t know.”
Reed has not performed with the band before, but lends his vocals to ’Plastic Beach’ track ’Some Kind Of Nature’.
The Fall’s Mark E Smith is also expected to perform live with the band for the first time on ’Glitter Freeze’, while Snoop Dogg is playing his own set ahead of Gorillaz at Glastonbury and should be on hand to give ’Welcome To The World Of The Plastic Beach’ its live debut.
“We’ve got about 50 or 60 people at one point onstage,” said Albarn of the set he was invited to put together after U2 were forced to drop out due to Bono sustaining a back injury in rehearsals.
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Björk and Dirty Projectors announce collaboration EP tracklisting and release details
Bjork and Dirty Projectors have announced details of their forthcoming EP. Entitled 'Mount Wittenberg Orca', the joint studio effort features tracks originally written for a New York benefit concert they did together in 2009. Recorded at the Rare Book Room in Brooklyn with Nicolas Vernhes, all proceeds from the release will go to help marine conservation. "We've decided to give away all the money that 'Mount Wittenberg Orca' generates to the project of creating international marine protected areas," Dirty Projectors' David Longstreth said in statement to Stereogum.com. "Only one per cent of the oceans are protected in any way and this is a huge problem." He added: "We're working with the National Geographic Society to create areas of sustainability, so the oceans don't end up like a giant poisonous corpse hugging the continents." Available exclusively via Topspin.net, pre-orders for 'Mount Wittenberg Orca' are being taken with donations starting at $7. The tracklisting for 'Mount Wittenberg Orca' is as follows: 'Ocean' 'On And Ever Onward' 'When The World Comes To An End' 'Beautiful Mother' 'Sharing Orb' 'No Embrace' 'All We Are' Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk. Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.
Bjork and Dirty Projectors have announced details of their forthcoming EP.
Entitled ‘Mount Wittenberg Orca’, the joint studio effort features tracks originally written for a New York benefit concert they did together in 2009.
Recorded at the Rare Book Room in Brooklyn with Nicolas Vernhes, all proceeds from the release will go to help marine conservation.
“We’ve decided to give away all the money that ‘Mount Wittenberg Orca’ generates to the project of creating international marine protected areas,” Dirty Projectors‘ David Longstreth said in statement to Stereogum.com. “Only one per cent of the oceans are protected in any way and this is a huge problem.”
He added: “We’re working with the National Geographic Society to create areas of sustainability, so the oceans don’t end up like a giant poisonous corpse hugging the continents.”
Available exclusively via Topspin.net, pre-orders for ‘Mount Wittenberg Orca’ are being taken with donations starting at $7.
The tracklisting for ‘Mount Wittenberg Orca’ is as follows:
‘Ocean’
‘On And Ever Onward’
‘When The World Comes To An End’
‘Beautiful Mother’
‘Sharing Orb’
‘No Embrace’
‘All We Are’
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REM, Tupac Shakur, Patti Smith inducted into Library Of Congress’ National Recording Registry
REM, Tupac Shakur and Patti Smith are among the acts who have been inducted into the Library Of Congress' National Recording Registry. As Reuters reports, the research library preserves "culturally, historically or aesthetically significant" works which are at least 10 years old. Featuring both songs and albums, this year's selection features music from as early as 1913 up until 1995. Of the list of 25, REM's 1981 single 'Radio Free Europe', Patti Smith's 1975 album 'Horses' and Tupac Shakur's 1995 song 'Dear Mama' are arguably the most well known entrants to the registry. Others acts inducted include Willie Nelson's 1975 album 'Red Headed Stranger', Little Richard's 1955 single 'Tutti Frutti' and Howlin' Wolf's 1956 track 'Smokestack Lightning'. In conserving the recordings, the Library Of Congress will preserve and maintain the artist's music and make them available to the American public. Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk. Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.
REM, Tupac Shakur and Patti Smith are among the acts who have been inducted into the Library Of Congress‘ National Recording Registry.
As Reuters reports, the research library preserves “culturally, historically or aesthetically significant” works which are at least 10 years old.
Featuring both songs and albums, this year’s selection features music from as early as 1913 up until 1995.
Of the list of 25, REM‘s 1981 single ‘Radio Free Europe’, Patti Smith‘s 1975 album ‘Horses’ and Tupac Shakur‘s 1995 song ‘Dear Mama’ are arguably the most well known entrants to the registry.
Others acts inducted include Willie Nelson‘s 1975 album ‘Red Headed Stranger’, Little Richard‘s 1955 single ‘Tutti Frutti’ and Howlin’ Wolf‘s 1956 track ‘Smokestack Lightning’.
In conserving the recordings, the Library Of Congress will preserve and maintain the artist’s music and make them available to the American public.
Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk.
Uncut have teamed up with Sonic Editions to curate a number of limited-edition framed iconic rock photographs, featuring the likes of Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan and The Clash. View the full collection here.