Youth Culture – Where’s it gone??

Where’s today’s youth culture?? Simon Cowell compliance? Where’s the music and passion??

Looking back on this video – there was passion (Bit too much aggression at times but …..)

Today’s Music to keep me SSSSaNNNEE in Isolation – The Stranglers.

The Stranglers came out of the Punk scene, but apart from the attitude I wouldn’t have said they were really Punk at all.

They had an immediate impact with both singles and albums. I loved their dirty sound.

Earlier this year Dave Greenfield sadly died. His organ sound was a huge part of the band’s sound.

Today I will play my Stranglers and enjoy the power of it.

 

Today’s Music to keep me sANe in Isolation – The Clash.

Today I’m rockin’ the Casbah with a band that came out of Punk but was much more than punk – they had a social/political edge and a big dose of Reggae. My type of band.

I first heard the Clash when their first album came out. I was teaching at the time and running a record club at lunch-time. I’d take my stuff in and they’d bring theirs. We were playing Doors, Roy Harper, Neil Young, Bob Dylan, John Lennon, Captain Beefheart and Velvet Underground – then, suddenly, overnight there was a revolution. All the kids cut off their hair, spiked it up, narrowed their trousers and were festooned with razor blades.

One night there was a knock on my front door. A bunch of them had come around with a carrier bag of Punk albums. One of them said: ‘Right, you boring old fart we’ve come round to play you some good stuff!’.

We spent the evening playing Sex Pistols, Stranglers, Damned and Clash. It was quite an education.

So today I’ll think about those great times and play my Clash albums real loud!!

The Chelsea Hotel

In 2010 we went to New York and managed to visit the Chelsea Hotel. The fabled hotel associated with just about everyone.

From poets Dylan Thomas to the Beat poets and writers – Jack Kerouac, William Burroughs and Allen Ginsberg.

From writers like Arthur C Clarke, Herbert Huncke and Tom Wolfe.

From Rock Stars like Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, Leonard Cohen, Pink Floyd, Bob Dylan, Syd Vicious, Patti Smith, Iggy Pop, Joni Mitchell, Marianne Faithful and Tom Waits.

It resonated for me with all these lives. This was like a bohemian, artistic paradise. It was something special to walk through the corridors and see the art! I loved it.

Breathe in the air!! This is the Chelsea Hotel – art, Rock, poetry and Punk!!

Treasure Trove of hundreds of Peel Sessions!!

This is a superb collection of gems – live sessions with John Peel. I so miss Peelie!!

There’s enough here to last a lifetime – full sessions by Roy Harper, Stiff Little Fingers, Buzzcocks, Fall, Kinks, Tom Robinson, Stranglers, Specials, Ruts, Incredible String Band, Syd Barrett, Rory Gallagher, P J Harvey, Nirvana, John Cooper Clarke, Fleetwood Mac, Fairport Convention, Elvis Costello, Bob Marley and hundreds more!!!

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THANK YOU DAVE STRICKSON and Noel Bayley!

Dave Greenfield – Stranglers keyboard wizard – Dead from Corona Virus.

Dave Greenfield was key to the Stranglers distinctive sound. So sad to hear of his death at just seventy one!

Corona virus has a lot to answer for!!

Quotes – Ian Dury – always one for a succinct comment.

Quotes – Ian Dury – always one for a succinct comment.

All I want for my birthday is another birthday.

Unfortunately Ian, who was suffering from cancer, didn’t get that next birthday. It sends a message to me that we should enjoy every minute that we have! Life is wonderful!

Poetry – A Soundtrack

A Soundtrack

 

There’s a soundtrack to my life,

Illustrating my feelings,

Feeding my mind,

Nourishing my spirit.

 

A soundtrack to love.

A background to work.

 

It is the music,

Intertwined with memories,

That gives colour,

Awakens emotions,

Stokes the fires inside,

To bring me fully alive.

 

That soundtrack contains my essence.

 

Opher – 2.1.2020

 

 

As I have grown up music has played a huge role in my development. The lyrics, the poems, the sounds, have entered into me, expanding my vision, intensifying my experience.

Now, when I hear a certain track, it conjures up memories, feelings and thoughts.

Music is inextricably linked to my life and inner being.

The Clash – Opher’s World pays tribute to genius.

The Clash – Opher’s World pays tribute to genius.

If the Sex Pistols were the battering ram used to knock the doors down then the Clash were the style and substance. Where the Sex Pistols were brash the Clash were cool. Where the Sex Pistols were blatant the Clash were more subtle. They took the energy and vibe of Punk and used it to harness a philosophy of political and social change.

At the time they were described as the intelligentsia of Punk. I’m not sure about that. They didn’t always get it right. There was an element of lauding yobbish behaviour, bank robbery and crime as if it was all part of some planned rebellion against the establishment that would bring about social change. As far as I could see robbing banks was not a career path to encourage and it wasn’t a victimless crime. Putting that aside we do find the Clash taking a stance. Unlike some of the other Punk bands they sought to ally themselves to the Blacks who they identified with as a victimised minority. This put them right at the forefront of Rock against Racism.

This also fostered a liking for Reggae and to a lesser extent Soul which they saw as musical forms that expressed the same defiant lyrical content and rebellious attitude. It meant that they introduced reggae rhythms into their music which was unique among the new Punk bands. They even got Lee Scratch Perry to co-produce a number.

With numbers like ‘White Riot’ which incited young White kids to get out and protest the way the Blacks had done, ‘London’s Burning’, ‘Tommy Gun’, ‘Career Opportunities’, ‘Police and Thieves’ and ‘Garageland’ they set out both their Punk credentials and a desire for direct action. The track ‘I’m so bored with the USA’ was a protest about the dire American crap we were being bombarded with as culture. They might be inspired by the likes of the Ramones and New York Dolls but this was a British Band living in the austerity and class war of Thatcher’s Britain. They were giving a voice to all those disenfranchised kids in British cities and didn’t give a damn about what America thought.

It was the third album – ‘London Calling’ that really sealed them as a great Rock band. It rose above being a mere Punk album with its clear and more sophisticated production, range of styles and songs and yet kept the Punk ethos. They even adopted Rockabilly as an authentic Punk expression. ‘Guns of Brixton’ reaffirmed that identification with Black culture and ‘London Calling’ with its distinctive guitar sound was mainstream Rock. The cover, which was a pastiche of Elvis’s first album with shades of the Who’s smashing guitars, was a move away from the cut and paste of Punk. The Clash had a different look, style and range. The idea of a Punk double album was strange for the new wave. That was more the realm of  the despised progressive bands. However the move away from fast snappy songs to variety and complexity was a sign of development.

There was talk as to whether the Clash could still be thought of as a genuine Punk Band anymore. Yet the attitude was there one hundred percent. It was just that they’d moved up a league and matured. The fire was still there. Also, unlike the Pistols, they had broken into America.

If ‘London Calling’ was controversial for a Punk Band then the triple album Sandanista was even more so. There was an even greater range of styles. Yet once again even the title of the album affirmed the revolutionary nature of the band. Combat Rock with its two singles that proved very commercially viable.

The internal strains began to manifest between Strummer and Jones. Jones got kicked out and after a last effort the band broke up.

What a pity that such a great band should succumb to that ignominous end. They were not merely a top Punk band they were one of the top bands in the world.

John Cooper Clarke – Twat – an hilarious poem put to music.

John Cooper Clarke – Twat – an hilarious poem put to music.

John Cooper Clarke is hilarious. He’s more of a stand up comic than a poet – though his words are special.

This poem is probably the funniest thing I’ve ever heard put to music. His delivery is perfect.

Johnny started up at the same time as Punk and his sensibilities fitted straight in. His repartee is infamous – put down to a heckler – ‘Sorry mate, I can’t hear what you’re saying – Your mouth’s too full of shit.’

I can think of a few people I’d like to play this to.

TWAT

    • Like a Night Club in the morning, you’re the bitter end.

 

    • Like a recently disinfected shit-house, you’re clean round the bend.

 

    • You give me the horrors

 

    • too bad to be true

 

    • All of my tomorrow’s

 

    • are lousy coz of you.

You put the Shat in Shatter
Put the Pain in Spain
Your germs are splattered about
Your face is just a stain

You’re certainly no raver, commonly known as a drag.
Do us all a favour, here… wear this polythene bag.

You’re like a dose of scabies,
I’ve got you under my skin.
You make life a fairy tale… Grimm!

People mention murder, the moment you arrive.
I’d consider killing you if I thought you were alive.
You’ve got this slippery quality,
it makes me think of phlegm,
and a dual personality
I hate both of them.

Your bad breath, vamps disease, destruction, and decay.
Please, please, please, please, take yourself away.
Like a death a birthday party,
you ruin all the fun.
Like a sucked and spat our smartie,
you’re no use to anyone.
Like the shadow of the guillotine
on a dead consumptive’s face.
Speaking as an outsider,
what do you think of the human race

You went to a progressive psychiatrist.
He recommended suicide…
before scratching your bad name off his list,
and pointing the way outside.

You hear laughter breaking through, it makes you want to fart.
You’re heading for a breakdown,
better pull yourself apart.

Your dirty name gets passed about when something goes amiss.
Your attitudes are platitudes,
just make me wanna piss.

What kind of creature bore you
Was is some kind of bat
They can’t find a good word for you,
but I can…
TWAT.