Hardly Baked 2 - my drivel blog

One of the retrospective embarrassments I have with Rip It Up and Start Again is The Embarrassment - the non-appearance of the Kansas (post?)

Music by Daphne Oram - it is actually a varispeeded version of Sandy Nelson's "Teen Beat" So she invented Plunderphonics ahead of schedule - i.e.

The spirit of peak-nuddy Sounds rematerializes in the current issue of The Wire with this "relaxed" shot of cover star Mike Watt at home in the seeming starkers.

Death Is Not The End takes avant-garde LPs originally released by a New York artist-owned label and reissues them as cassettes....

Every great band has shit songs.

Bob Marley and the Wailers with the mighty "Exodus" I have always heard the lyric as "movement culture people" which I prefer to what I have just established is the actual lyric "movement of Jah people" "movement culture people" expands outwards to include

A ridiculously under-recorded guitarist from Mali I heard Bouba Sacko on this comp Went looking and was surprised how little there was to be found Most of it as a sideman or accompanist to a star singer E.g. he's on this Either that or he's in a group (or…

Luke Owen from Death Is Not The End has launched into a run of releases reissuing electronic music put out by CRI - Composers Recordings, Inc., originally co-founded by Otto Luening in 1954 and active right up until 2003.

"Latrine lunacy"!

And a little glimpse from Ms Grogan But the Melody Maker unexpectedly beats all comers with this horror: Late breaking addition - a bit of Skunk tongue

Yes that is Tears For Fears in their early mod revival incarnation: Graduate Looking a bit like Mick Talbot's first band, the one with that song that goes "a man ain't a man with a ticket in his hand...

Feels like any week now it ought to be kicking off in terms of Punk Fiftieth Anniversary coverage.

The Sounds penchant for displaying for male nudity or near-nudity is really quite peculiar here's another shot of Angus Young in skimpy briefs Reference in the text to running around in his wife's skimpy knickers Bon Scott also seen shirtless And another…

Absolutely fascinating current affairs programme from 1972 looking at advice columnists - Dr Stephen Black talks to Marjorie Proops of the Daily Mirror, Evelyn Home of Woman, Claire Rayner of Petticoat and Jane Firbank of Forum, who between them "deal with

Is it mean to say an artist peaked - exhausted their artistic existence - with their very first single?

Jump to 18.55 for the amazing "Farewell to A Hill" by Alice Shields - "a piece made in mourning for the death of a loved one", whose components include "electronically manipulated harpsichords, the sounds of small bells, and the cries of mallards."

Three versions of the song made famous by Billie Holiday - all three covers released within three years of each other Lydia Lunch was first Then Billy Mackenzie (personally I always found it a rather lumpy obtrusion in Sulk) Then Marc Almond Actually there

Sounds again, of course - what was it with their compulsion to show hard rockers with their kit off?

fascinating BBC Archive dig up of a program made in 1963 looking back just a few weeks to the early wintry months of 1963 and the Great Freeze .

I initially misheard the lines as "I'm a hot retard!"

The improbable existence of this book of scholarly essays on Deep Purple fer fuck's sake made me re-contemplate this band's deep uncompellingness.... how they run a distant third to Led Zep and Sabbath....

theory praxis

Fascinated by this particular performance of a song that was among the select group of pre-punk songs to cut through to me, a child then not paying that much attention to the hit parade beyond a weekly watch of Top of the Pops.

Proficiency of the musicians - and the prowess / power of the singing - suggests an Old Wave into New Wave makeover.

One of those groups who are let down a little by their front man's appearance - not that he isn't "charismatic", he certainly commands the stage.... but his owlish babyface and mullety hair-style, combined with the bared chest in the performance above....…

1978!

Does any phrase bring to mind the atmosphere, the aroma, of the British 1970s better than "sex maniac"?