All to the good - if an upstanding adult of (presumably) high education wishes to mould his musical tastes according to the Harris/Bates/Wooo-Davies/Rob Fleming-if-Hornby-were-really-honest-I-mean-do-you-seriously-believe-he-would-listen-to-the-Auteurs-never-mind-DJ-Shadow? template, then that's his life (gone to waste, to misappropriate Richman/Galaxie 500) - but do we really want DLT as the broadsheet press' sage of rock 'n' pop? Is there any substantive difference between Michael "Parky" Parkinson droning on about the "real, happy" music of Ella Torme and Mel Fitzgerald, plus "keepers of the flame" like Diana Fucking Krall, every Sunday morning on Radio 2 ("and I'll fight any man who says otherwise!" Boy I's scared!), and TC proselytising on behalf of dear old Dwight Casal and Neal Twilley plus standard-bearers like Apples in Lotion and the Lilac Wondermints in these beatifically bacillic times?
Well, everyone, it's time for ugly, awful, negative, dirty, noisy, inconvenient anarchy to make itself known again. Here is my stance. Nothing depresses me more than feelgood music. Nothing elates me more than negative, coruscating music. As Julian Cope said back in '82, all great music, even the most superficially positive-sounding, must have a cancer at its core. Take the cancer away and you have Love with Bryan McLean and no Arthur Lee - bulbous, bland and blinding. Never mind the Pistols - look at those other great pop iconoclasts of the '70s, Abba. It was "Waterloo" not "Anarchy" which killed dinosaur rock - three minutes at the Brighton Dome Pavilion in 1974 were enough to shift the balance back to pop and inadvertently pave the way for punk to gain entry. Now there's nothing more uplifting than Abba, eh? Wrong - there's a cancer in there, dormant in "Ring Ring," terminal in "The Day Before You Came." Take away the cancer, and what do you have? The Brotherhood of Man, that's what. But they're happy! Feelgood! It ain't just about that.
― Marcello Carlin, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
all songs = love songs. all love songs = sad or angry songs, despite the shiny veneer, and if they're not, that's not real music. (my rushed explanation with one foot out the door).
― fred solinger, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― mark s, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
*) Tom Cox and DLT...who they/it/them? For some reason DLT makes me think of 'Dave Lee Travis,' a name I think I've heard of...maybe.
*) What the hell *is* a Babycham anyway? A miniature champagne deal?
Tom Cox = no idea, tho very much feel I ought to know.
Babycham = v.uncool fake champagne in small bottles, drunk by trampy gurls in the 70s and also bolshy part-time queers (= me), to appal the Bittermen. Prob.no longer sold, as was completely disgusting. Brand- image was a cutesy litte deer. Snowballs: I would also drink snowballs. Why oh why did no one punch me?
In the meantime I suggest you listen to 2nd Gen - Irony Is or the very underrated Scorn album released in Autumn 2000 - Greetings from Birmingham - brilliant absorbing Dark epic brutal bludgeon breakbeat music. The perfect Antithesis to feelgood music and dull dry boring worthiness of the baffling world of Cox & his ilk. DJ Martian
― DJ Martian, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― ethan, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Dave M., Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Sure Freq is a badly designed site - I hate those frames.
but the Freq Links is impressive.
― gareth, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Also he's called Tom, is younger than me and writing about pop music for a national daily newspaper. So that may have something to do with it.
― Tom, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
And Gary Younge btw must take his lumps with the rest. Grrrrr.
― mark s, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
FWIW: good call on ABBA, Marcello. Why are they still endlessly invoked by those who talk of "70s kitsch" as symbols of upbeat optimism? It's the chord sequences that do it for me; I even think of "Dancing Queen" as fundamentally melancholic, somewhere.
― Stourhead, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
I guess he's like Patrick Swayze in his song "She's Like the Wind".
― Nicole, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Almost all disco music sounds fundamentally melancholic to me. I think that's why I like it. OK, I know 'Dancing Queen' isn't really disco, but you know what I mean.
― Nick, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
http://www.guardian.co.uk/Archive/Article/0,4273,3962288,00.html
― Spittlehatch (you've got to move out of there ...), Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
And with you, Mark; the analogy within political journalism would be the fact that P. Hitchens, as well as being the brother of the leftish Christopher, is younger than Polly Toynbee and Hugo Young. Hague, as well.
― Bruno Brookes - Risk Jockey, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
sorry i used your email address, but i've been smoking a lot today. just totally fucked off with it. what's a gingham dress when it's at home?
― soulman, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Robin Carmody, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Stop it Robin. I've checked the IPs.
but i think i'm out of my depth here. too many ideas. too many fucking long words. not enough soul. coxy forever! i'm off. wanna listen to some good sam and dave? come round to my place in selly oak tomorrow. that's it.
― Jonathan Dungate, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Robin, STOP TROLLING ON THE FORUM UNDER PSEUDONYMS. Please.
― geordie racer, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Johnathan, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― DJ Martian, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
The folkish stuff that Cox likes I actually find a whole lot easier to take than the DLT Rock he loves. I think I'd have rather enjoyed the Pentangle gig recalled by the Racer, which could start its own thread along the "one man clapping" lines.
And, yeah, Hitchens is obnoxious. The analogy occured to me because, when Hitchens refers to "the Britain of the 1940s" or whatever, his entire tone is to pretend that He Actually Experienced It, just as Cox does with some notional "lost" 1970s. I think in both cases it might genuinely be a personal depression caused by not having experienced something they're convinced they'd have loved, but beware all own-lifetime-deniers even when their arguments sound tempting.
I really really really doubt this.
Also, I have a secret theory that Hitchens loved Fairport Convention when he was 18 or so (the time of Unhalfbricking and Liege and Lief) thinking about the distinction he makes between "national poetry or song" (which young people refuse) and "the fashionable pieties of 'protest' music" (which young people allegedly love). By covering "Tam Lin" (which the BNP recently invoked) *and* several Bob Dylan songs (he being a so-called "protest" singer back in Hitchens's foreign land), Fairport proved such a divide to be a false concept; I can v. easily imagine Hitchens feeling guilty at himself now for thinking that the two could be fused and combined, back in the past which fuels his self-hatred.
My God, Hitchens did this little piece on George Harrison a matter of days after he was stabbed two or three years ago. It really was the weirdest, most peevish piece of journalism I've ever read. As he and his ilk seem to blame The Beatles for most of our contemporary ills, it was kind of like... "Well, we gave peace a chance and look how it's ended up for you". In other words, because you sang about peace and love, George, you deserve a good stabbing.
Not that Harrison had anything to do with "Give Peace a Chance". But that's Hitchens for you.
― Johnathan, Saturday, 12 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Robin Carmody, Sunday, 13 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Dave M., Monday, 14 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Sterling Clover, Monday, 14 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Johnathan, Monday, 14 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
paul heaton said hiz songs are sad cause when you is out enjoying yourself you don't write songs - you write em when you iz home anna billy-no-mates.
but they is crapola methinks !
compare my too favourit dancin' choons - 'save all your kisses for me' iz more dread pervo suicidal than ' love will tear us apart' - maybe IANK(urtis) knew this just as K(urtkob)AIN knew tha Vengabus was coming.
C.Hitchens has done some badass tv swearing - better than KeithnohopaAllen - also watched him + paxman savage some PC prannies once. his bro' is snivvly litterunt imcompharizon.
― anomie + bonhomie, Monday, 14 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― geordie racer, Monday, 14 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)