They make me feel like I’m participating in another era of music… a time when it mattered what you did and what you created.
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They make me feel like I’m participating in another era of music… a time when it mattered what you did and what you created.
Continue reading “Tall Poppies Tour – The Magnet Liverpool 28/09/07”
Politburo’s sound is encrusted with the dirt of ages, a filthy fur coat adorned with heraldic raiment; a jewel-encrusted hand that nevertheless displays chapped and burnt fingernails…
Steve Reid, some dude. A brief history may read thus; “Chucked in jail for draft dodging the ‘Nam, forty years or so of playing with (amongst others) Fela Kuti, Guy Warren, Miles Davies and Sun Ra”.
Somehow the ghost of Billy Mackenzie hangs over this release. Wild And Lonely must have been a template for their sound.
Incredibly the primal howls on Derdang Derdang didn’t satisfy Sam Windett or Mark Cleveland enough. During the Derdang Derdang recording they decided to find the time to build a studio in a barn and bash out this sonic Golem
It’s pleasant, eager to please stuff for sure, but the songs work in a way that doesn’t make you wish the sentiment redolent in, say, Macca-styled work-outs as Cake Parade would burn and writhe in hell forever
I just can’t describe the whole of this album with the reverence it deserves; it’s too much of a headfuck
…a tinny, dreadfully unholy mix of standard Scottish twee pop, Paradieswarts-period Amon Duul and Fairport – a Fairport if they dropped all the medieval stuff and sung about shoes and make up.
…it really is as if we are stuck in an enchanted farm on a lonely moor and these sounds are coming out of the walls to disturb us…
it sounds as if (by a wonderful mischance) The Pretty Things had been asked to write the music for (terrible musical) Hair. It’s utterly classic stuff.