I grew up in a small town. Everything they say is true.
From the excellent Reed/Cale Warhol tribute 'Songs For Drella' (1990)
Friday, January 26, 2007
You'll Grow Down In A Small Town
13 Songs
In a similar spirit, here's a lucky 13 tracks I am liking right now. Because I know you love lists.
1. Green Fields - The Good , The Bad & The Queen (from The Good, The Bad & The Queen)
2. Teen Age Riot - Sonic Youth (from Daydream Nation)
3. E-Bow The Letter - R.E.M. (from New Adventures In Hi-Fi)
4. Wasted Little DJs - The View (from Hats Off To The Buskers)
5. Primitive Painters - Felt (from Absolute Classic Masterpieces)
6. 80s Life - The Good, The Bad & The Queen (from The Good, The Bad & The Queen)
7. Just Another Day - Brian Eno (from Just Another Day On Earth)
8. Trains To Brazil - Guillemots (from Through The Window Pane)
9. Word On A Wing (live) - David Bowie (from StationToStation - bonus tracks)
10. Once I Was (live) - Tim Buckley (from Dream Letter - Live In London 1968)
11. Brompton Oratory - Nick Cave (from The Boatman's Call)
12. Twelve Thirty (Young Girls Are Coming To The Canyon) - The Mamas & The Papas
13. Garlands - Cocteau Twins (from Garlands)
You must buy The Good, The Bad & The Queen NOW.
Trust me, it will be album of the year.
Friday, January 19, 2007
Something About England
Blur meets Sandinista??
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Farewell Sneaky Pete
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Zen & The Art Of Concussive iPod Maintenance

Despite this, something told me it might not be dead - for this had happened before, and Lazarus-like it had risen again. So I took it to the Apple store in Regent Street. Maybe it needed a replacement battery. Or something.
Sadly, the Apple Genius (sic), who was a very nice man, told me after what I guess they would call running some diagnostics, but which looked suspiciously to me like giving it a bit of a fiddle and plugging it into an iBook - that it had, and I quote, 'gone to iPod Heaven' (how lovely to think that there is an other-wordly afterlife for spent audio hardware).
My options (of course) were to swap it, and £150, for a reconditioned equivalent (which would have only a three month warranty) or buy a new one. Reluctantly and sadly (the old feller had been a fortieth birthday present from My Lovely Wife, *weep*) I bought a new one.
The old one sat on my desk while I thought about sending it off to one of those repair firms you see on the web: if they couldn't fix it they said, they'd buy it for the parts. Fine.
I got on with listening to the new one, and more importantly, with Christmas and New Year.
Weeks passed.....
And then....
But this was a false and cruel alarm.
Two days later, it died again.
I went back on the web, trawled the blogs and the chat forums, and this time the solution I found was brilliant! audacious! - and as it turns out, permanent!
If you have a busted iPod that responds to nothing and you seriously think it may be buggered and you have nothing else to lose - GIVE IT A REALLY GOOD WHACK ON A DESK.
Read the thrilling testimonies of many who have done this with success here.
Friday, January 12, 2007
What's He Like?
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Ex Fan Des Sixties, Petite Baby Doll
Jane Birkin turned 60 on 14th December.
Remembered in England mostly for recording 'Je T'Aime, Moi Non Plus' with her beloved Serge Gainsbourg, and perhaps by a few cult film fans for bobbing about in a state of undress in 'Blow Up' and 'Wonderwall', Birkin is something of an icon in her adopted France, and has carved out an idiosyncratic career for herself as an actor and singer, with recent North African/Arabic-influenced albums drawing a fair bit of critical acclaim.
This performance may be simultaneously the sexiest and silliest thing of its kind you have ever seen (nice that the set designers decided to use images of screen idols from the, erm, 1950s. DOH!).
Anyway, as you can probably tell, The Ghost loves her.
Belated Happy Birthday Jane.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Radio with SHOES in
This may be, without exaggeration, the best radio I have ever listened to in my life so far (possible exception - and maybe joint equal - John Peel shows in my bedroom while my parents watched god-knows-what on the TV downstairs, 1980-1983).
Why?
Because - well let's start with the obvious: this is BOB DYLAN DJing here. I mean, wouldn't you like a night in, chewing the conversational fat with Bob while he plays you some of his favourite records? Of course you would. And you know how funny and wise he can be.
Second - the concept is brilliant and simple: one hour, one 'theme' for all the music (the big ones guys - 'Weather', 'Drinking', 'Mother', 'Devil', 'Radio', 'Coffee') .
Third - THE MUSIC. Whether it's long lost 40s jukejoint R'n'B, blues, gospel, country swing, Southern soul, rap - dammit, even UK post-punk, the man's got it and the man plays it. A playlist that spans eight decades, minimum. The music of Bob's life and he's having a ball with it, you can tell.
As inciteful and personal a testimony from and into Dylan as any of his work.
In fact - I sincerely think this needs to be thought of as His Current Work.
Splendid.
UK people can, and really should, 'listen again' here.
And finally, anyone out there with even a vague interest in, or affection for, Sir Bob should certainly invest in his marvellous memoir Chronicles - Volume One here.