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BASH: plastic people 230206

Niceness in the place – from the moment we entered Paul Meme got overexcited because Loefah was doing the door. After Paul’s finished bigging him up we head inside to find Sgt Pokes laying down a fine fine roots set including the Mighty Diamonds, Dennis Brown and Johnny Clarke. He’s clearly having a Good Time as the place fills up. It’s infectious.

There’s a great vibe to the crowd, people chatting and getting the beers in, no po-faced bizness. A few people comment that it’s like a house party with a really good soundsystem, or like they hoped their living room would be on a really good night…

Kode9 and Sgt Pokes at BASH

Next up is Kode9. Now… when a bit boxed in your living room, you might play a load of records just cos you felt like it, because in your head they have their own connections and logic. Maye you’d play Cornell Campbell on Burial Mix and then some early digi ragga, followed by a jungle lick-over of the My Conversation riddim followed by “I’m in Love with a Dreadlocks” followed by “Warrior Charge”…

You might do that in the privacy of your own home, but Kode9 had the crowd eating out of his hand with that selection. Which says a lot for both the punters and him - and what I guess Bash is all about. Pokes tears across the dancefloor and reaches over the decks to do his own rewind, and Kode9 looks completely unphased. Maybe that happens to him all the time, I dunno. An MC who might be Space Ape comes across with some nice poetics. KNine brings Cutty Ranks into the equation. And on and on…

The Bug mashes the place up

Tactical Thursdays – how long can you hang on? How far can you push it and still deal with work on Friday? The arrival of The Bug and crew puts paid to those kind of considerations… a man with a big box of tunes and effects, some geezers with a load of energy and rhymes. Yeah. Fuck yeah. Sleng teng, street sweeper, Papa Levi, Warrior Charge relick. The MCs go completely hell for leather over the Eighty Five riddim. Ras B ramps up the consciousness, Ricky Ranking chats larger than life, Seanie T does his thing…

MCs - three the HARD WAY

The Bug’s own riddims get an airing towards the end of the set, taking it up another notch on the Richter Scale. If I was going to sort out a club of my own it would be… exactly like this. It feels like coming home or something. Does that sound corny? Were you there, tho? Did you see it all going off? By this point there’s nobody lurking about in the sofas area, everybody has either fucked off or is ramming out the dancefloor.

Loefah finishes us all off at BASH

Loefah takes over with a tune that might be digidub or dubstep. I dunno, but it sounds good to me. He goes on to play some brittle ragga. By this time Paul has gone and I’m worse for wear, but it doesn’t matter. Loefah drops “Ghetto Story” by Cham and a load of killer tunes… finishes up with “Ring The Alarm”, Bushman’s “Too Much Violence” on stalag and then Johnny Osbourne’s “Buddy Bye Bye” on sleng teng. The lights go up and there’s no more. Everybody still there is going to tell all their mates, but you never forget your first time.

Three The Hard Way: some dub compilations

Mad Professor - Method to the Madness (Trojan double CD, 2005)
“Two Decades of Crazy Dubs: A Trip Hop, Techno, Dubwize Vibe”

Mad Prof is well overdue for a decent retrospective and this one goes some way to covering the vast amount of his output since setting up in 1979. Much of the material here is culled from early Ariwa 12″ which now go for a bomb on ebay. Indeed, my main reason for buying it was to get hold of a copy of Aisha’s “The Creator” - a spell-bindingly great female roots vocal which was the origin of the “ah wah ooh wah ooh wah” sample in The Orb’s “Blue Room” track.

In fact it is the female vocals on here which are the real surprise - top notch stuff which is all to easily overlooked in the scramble for better known bloke-tracks. Sandra Cross’ “Country Living” includes some wonderful soaring double-tracked vocals about getting away from London. Ranking Ann’s “Feminine Gender” ponders the merits of being thought of as a feminist and fits right in with the UK fast deejay stuff on Lyric Maker. Queen Omega’s “Wicked Man” is a powerful roots denouncement. And Kofi is still in love with a dreadlocks after all these years, with Macka B cheering her on…

Instrumentals and dub cuts are well represented. Kunte Kinte is well known to junglists and dub heads alike. The version here will satisfy you thoroughly unless you are a proud owner of the original dubplate. It gets licked over later on by none other than Horace Andy. One a more up to date tip, 50pence dub is culled from the Crazy Caribs album and takes 50cent to the beach with some steel pan sounds.

Other JA artists include Johnny Clarke (whose “Nuclear Weapon” is also hugely sought after - and rightly so), Earl 16 and U Roy.

The 2nd disc includes a number of Mad Professsor’s remixes and is, I have to say, a mixed bag (ho ho). For example I was suprisingly disappointed by his version of The Orb’s “Towers of Dub”. Similarly, remixes of Brilliant and Jamiroquai didn’t do that much for me but perhaps the constraints of the original combined with dealing with major record labels meant that nobody was able to do their best.

Having said that, the mixes for Perry Farrell, Young Gods and Massive Attack are all amazing and bear repeated listens to get the best out of them.

Farrell’s “King Z” features the piano of Lonnie Jordan in the foreground and is a really elegant, gentle piece. The dub version of Young Gods’ “Kissing The Sun” has a wonderful hallucinongenic, waking dream quality to it. And Mad Prof makes Massive Attack become themselves to an even greater degree, if that makes sense.

Finally, people always seem to be slagging off Mad Professor’s collaborations with Lee Perry, but “Mad Man Dubwise” on the 2nd disc is a great melodica-driven excursion so some reappraisal is clearly required on that count.

This compilation manages to do what it says on the tin - all bases are adequately covered and short of someone coming up with several seperate 2 disc sets for dub, lovers, remixes, roots etc of Mad Professor material this is your best introduction. Get it and then seek further…

Various Artists - Night of the Living Dread (Sonarcotik / Marseille City Pressure CD, 2005)
“15 tracks of mutant dubs & digital lo-fi from Marseille City Pressure”

Never heard of this outfit before and was pleasantly surprised to be sent a review copy. This is a various artists compilation which includes some real treats. The cover imagery and some of the tunes are full of zombie/horror imagery which possibly originates with the more “dread” end of jungle. I would guess that a reference point would be the Crooklyn Dub Consortium compilations on Wordsound, but this is very much its own beast.

The actual sounds move between reggae, uk dub, and more downtempo stylings. There is a darkness here which is almost as if dub’s sorcery has invoked some serious duppy business rather than opening up the “elect of god and the light of the world”. An all too common escape route for those not wanting to be accused of fake rasterism, but when it works, it’s fine by me.

“Meditation Urbaine” by Izmo (featuring Richie) - has some nice traditional percussion and is almost like a classic UK Dub cut from the mid-90s. There’s some excellent twiddly touches and a bit of flute which raise this way above the level of the ordinary. Nice!

“Dubblegum” by Yobz kicks off with a long intro of synth washes includes before bringing in a rasta sample about da ‘erb. The beats are nice and minimal, sort of a laidback trip hoppy stuff but still sounding fresh.

“Murder Mile” by Troma may or may not be a tribute to Clapton, written by a cultish director of schlock monster movies. It includes a great sound effect which reminds me of all the telephones going off at the same time on Dreams Less Sweet, only more discordant. Very effective when combined with the abstract beats and alien insectoid scampering noises.

“Me & The Devil” by Onkle Akai (these boys are obsessed with their toys!) is nice “downtempo” (as in the genre) filmic businsess, heavy on the dialogue samples from some horror movie. It reminded me to dig out Marc Dauncey’s wicked Darkest Before Dawn mix.

“Decoction” by Rzo is about as dark as it gets - full of evil buzzing atmospherics.

In short, a great start. My only criticism is that some of the other tracks are a bit too “tracky”, with unvaried looping stuff losing my interest after a few bars.

Check the mainly not working http://sonarcotik.free.fr/ for more info. Or see this page on Versionist for some mp3s.

Dub Syndicate - Research & Development (On-U Sound CD, 1996)
“A Selection of Dub Syndicate Remixes

A retrospective of Dub Syndicate tracks - remixed by various UK Dub producers. An absolutely excellent idea and one that has completely paid off. This album completely passed me by when it came out 9 years ago and I couldn’t quite believe it existed when I saw it in the Rough Guide to Reggae.

“Dubadisababa (Soundclash remix)” kicks off with Big Ben chiming and has some nice gentle griding sounds running through it with tablas from Goldfinger of (Detri/Funda)mental. A great looooong groove for openers.

I’ve had Iration Steppas take on “2001 Love” and Ruts DC’s “Ezy Take it Ezy” on 12″ for ages and they are bonafide classics. The former got some serious outings during DJ sets for the Association of Autonomous Astronauts and the latter was on my Shake the Foundations volume 1 mix. Ruff!

DJ Scruff I assume is now Mr Scruff. His take on “Mafia” is one of the best things on here (and that is saying something because there isn’t a bad tune) and is approximately 650 million times better than the absolute shite which constitutes his Trouser Jazz album. Bim Sherman’s vocals and a great melancholic refrain make this a hugely satisfying.

“Bedward” is probably one of the most well known Dub Syndicate tunes because of its inclusion on the classic Pay It All Back sampler LP. Zion Train do a good job beefing the track up and adding a few dubby touches, but are ultimately perhaps a bit too respectful.

The Disciples were on fire around 1996 with releases on their own Boomshakalacka label and Russ D goes to town with “Jungle”, adding some bonkers tweaky acid business.

Dougie Wardrop aka Conscious Sounds aka Centry can always be relied on to come up with the goods and his take on “2003 Struggle” is all minor key synths, steppers and horns - exactly the way some of us like it.

“Ravi Shankar” was tailor-made for a re-rub by Rootsman and he doesn’t disappoint. An absolutely solid foundation leaves room for all sorts of stuff going on at the top end to wig your head out. This is huge.

This LP captures a moment when the UK Dub scene was producing a load of really exciting records that managed to combine reggae and electronics in a distinct, dark edgy way. Much of this has subsequently solidified into a series of cliches, but most of these producers have avoided this by either moving into live instrumentation or just being one step ahead of the competition in terms of imagination. Needless to say this style still does the business for me, especially at high volumes.

All in all, an outstanding project which should be repeated for more recent On-U material.

Twilight Circus 2

BROTHER CULTURE - FOUNDATION ROCKERS (M RECORDS 10 INCH)

”Foundation style… Foundation rockers…”

Brother Culture first came to my attention on 2002’s excellent Mungo’s Hi Fi meets Brother Culture LP on Dubhead – tunes like “Ing” and “Jah Comes to I” are absolute gems – UK (Scottish!) classics in the making…

Ryan Moore of Twilight Circus saw Brother Culture chatting on Mannaseh’s sound and then recorded him in Brixton. Side 1 of this EP is a dense percussive affair with Culture chanting up righteously. The sound is seriously atmospheric, bringing to mind early African Head Charge releases – that dread filmic claustrophobia permeates the room… dub and acapella versions add to the feeling.

The Disciples give the vibe a nice tune up on Side 2. A touch of classic soundsystem, with sirens and echo aplenty, and even a bit of melodica. We are spoilt rotten with two cavernous dubs which hark back to Russ’ electronic steppers heyday in the mid 90s. Proper techno skank and no mistaking! Whilst The Disciples aren’t content to merely regurgitate their past (moving onto more orthodox reggae productions, as stated in this interview) they can certainly still pull a hardcore stomper out of the bag if asked nicely.

Once again Twilight Circus and M Records come up with the goods where so many have failed. This EP is perhaps less immediate than the Mannaseh/Blood & Fire one reviewed below, but repeated hearings show it to be just as crucial.

Twilight Circus 1

Twilight Circus

MANASSEH MEETS BLOOD AND FIRE (M Records 10 INCH)

An absolutely outstanding release from Holland’s Twilight Circus, ably helped by some big big names.

Manasseh are absolutely at the top of their game at the moment - check their remix of Emiliana Torrini’s “Rocky Roads” also.

Here TC’s recording of Michael Rose is given a breathtakingly simple treatment, just the right level of tweaky bleeps, skanking beats and live horns. Michael Rose floats above the music giving us a great reworking of Prince Alla’s “Funeral” and deejay Brother Culture even pops his head round the corner for a few bars. The dub coasts along gently with the bassline doing nice things on the nastiest of mornings. TUNE!!!

On the flipside the Blood & Fire soundsystem (i.e. B&F in its live/deejay incarnation) hooks up with Wai Wan (who I thought did House?!). A bizarre combination, to say the least. Of course, when the track kicked off, it all made sense. B&F’s keen feel for classic 70s reggae combined with a bit of dancefloor knowledge, leads neatly to… some funky breakbeat business with Ranking Joe (himself stranger to B&F live or on CD) brocking out in fine style above the occasional phrase from Mr Rose. And Ranking Joe rides a breakbeat waaaaaay better than most of the drum ‘n’ bass MCs I’ve had the misfortune to endure… (new broom sweep clean, but old broom know all the corners!)

I’m not easily blown away by contemporary roots and dub, but this is total quality from start to finish, me olde muckers…

welcome to Jamrock

It’s fair to say that Bob Marley had a load of kids. It’s probably only slightly contentious to point out that, whilst many of them have entered the record industry, not many of them have produced anything of much cop. Chalk one up for nurture in the great reggae genetics debate…

However, I was somewhat chuffed to come across Maestro’s “I’m a Dad” single a while back, on the Ghetto Youths United label, which apparently has some kind of Marley connection. A nice bouncy do-over riddim (yeah yeah I’ll get back to you on which one, it’s late!) with a gruff voice on the pleasures of fatherhood - without sounding too trite about it. Nice!

Anyway, if that was a pleasant surprise, my jaw totally dropped to the floor when I first heard Rodigan play “Welcome to Jamrock”. Easily my favourite for 2005 so far, this is going to be MASSIVE!

Great reality ranty lyris: “come on let’s face it, a ghetto education’s basic, and most of the youth dem waste it…”. HUGE HUGE riddim based around and old Ini Kamoze tune with Ini in the mix: “down in the streets, they call it MURDER”

You need this. Unbelievably there is also a Ray Keith drum ‘n’ bass mix in the offing (allegedly).

Aaaaaand it looks like someone is really getting behind this one for a change. Reggae on the up, hey there’s even a great video you can download from here. Check it aaaaaaht.

uncarved salutes Pete Murdertone!

Alright, Pete has been putting great stuff in the comments boxes for ages and even sent me a great CD of stuff a while back. And I still haven’t bigged him up properly on here! Time to make amends…

First up, a great interview with Russ D of The Disciples. Nice and in depth about his musical progression from the early days onwards - some interesting stuff for fans and people who make music alike, I would say.

Secondly you absolutely have to check Pete’s Murder Tone Productions, which are available for streaming or download on the versionist site. This tune features the vocals of none other than Mikey Murka, ex of Unity Sound and featured on the Honest Jon’s “Watch How the People Dancing” compilation.

Coming up, part two of the Russ D interview and no doubt more tunes.

One to watch, you heard it here… belatedly!

Also Sprach Skinner

“People who talk about revolution and class struggle without referring explicitly to everyday life, without understanding what is subversive about love and what is positive in the refusal of constraints, such people have a corpse in their mouth.”

Raoul Vaneigem - The Revolution of Everyday Life

“Meaningful action, for revolutionaries, is whatever increases the confidence, the autonomy, the initiative, the participation, the solidarity, the equalitarian tendencies and the self-activity of the masses and whatever assists in their demystification. Sterile and harmful action is whatever reinforces the passivity of the masses, their apathy, their cynicism, their differentiation through hierarchy, their alienation, their reliance on others to do things for them and the degree to which they can therefore be manipulated by others - even by those allegedly acting on their behalf.”

Solidarity – As We See It

“It was s’posed to be so eeeeasy.”

Late as ever, I didn’t hear A Grand Don’t Come For Free until 2005 – thanks to my sister getting it me for Christmas. (This isn’t bad when you consider that I didn’t hear Black Cherry until Autumn 2004…)

I love it, probably for all the reasons Mark K-Punk hates it. Not being a reader of Loaded, or someone who fraternises with whining “indie-windies” I’ll have to confine myself to why I like the album, and not worry about who else does. (How very mature of me.)

Mark, with all his political denunciations of emotion, ends up being a bit confused when the theme deviates from his usual dead-pan pop-robotics. He thinks Skinner is glorifying what he sees as “laddish”, whereas to me he the whole point of the album is the transition between passivity and taking some responsibility for your life – the corner being turned during the rewind on the last track. I’ve never seen myself as “a lad” but I’ve fallen for some of the same traps described so well here…

For most of the album things happen to Mike – he is a “victim” of circumstance. His only victories being:

a) His total inertia preventing him even from leaving the flat to put on a doomed bet.

b) Getting the girl – which is a glimpse of the endgame, not in the sense of happily ever after - but in that getting off your arse and striking it lucky is a way of crawling out of a lethargic swamp.

It comes down to your interpretation, but it seems to me that the obsessions with weed AND with sitting on the sofa watching telly are actually presented as being the wholly negative dead ends (rather than means to ends, when used sparingly) which they can be - and have been, for me.

Similarly, the use of cliché is not, for me, evidence for the prosecution but an example of how we all try to get through the hard times – platitudes don’t actually do anything productive but are a way of temporarily escaping from the pain of being chucked or whatever. It doesn’t mean they are “real”, or desirable, or even useful in the healing process, but it is a hole which people retreat into. It’s those little observations about life (in all its messiness) along with phones going wrong, mumbling to yourself, being a drunken dick, etc which make it for me.

“It’s the end of something I did not want to end – the beginning of hard times to come.”

With tongue firmly wedged in cheek, I will argue that A Grand Don’t Come For Free is profoundly Nietzschean.

Zarathustra/Skinner has descended from his cave in the mountains after ten years of roaching spliffs in front of the TV. He wants to tell us about the overman, about overcoming. About joy, about having the strength of will to take responsibility for every moment in your life and to wish nothing more than for each moment to be repeated.

A small stack of random British dubby techno records - got cheap!

By the end of 2001 I’d completely fallen under the spell of Rhythm & Sound’s Burial Mix incarnation. There was something so perfect about those 10″ releases - exactly the correct intersection between the dreamy end of dub and techno. I played them over and over, scanned the web for more information. And tried to find similar fixes elsewhere.

Of course, I couldn’t. Because nobody came close. Only Pole’s 2nd album really did it for me, and whilst I had a lot of fun with the Chain Reaction and Basic Channel releases I got hold of, it was too techno and not enough dub for me.

Previously I’d been a devotee of Kevin Martin’s Macro Dub Infection compilations and it seemed like there were one-off releases out there, b-sides, remixes, etc, which needed to be collected together in that manner… if only you could find them.

A couple of years later I’m none the wiser, but some stuff has recently crossed my palms which reminded me of those times.

Sandoz - Scientific Exploitation

Sandoz – Scientific Exploitation (Soul Jazz 12″ 2002)

Cabaret Voltaire were going on about dub being an influence back in the 70s, way before most people in the industrial scene caught on (or let on?). Despite dub’s dread darkness and sonic experimentation there’s still something righteous and life-affirming about most orthodox reggae versions from that time. So perhaps it just didn’t fit into the identikit genre-specific imagery of black & white photos of old warehouses, etc.

This release came out as a taster for the album and my copy came courtesty of the man like Dubversion.

It’s… alright (Nick Gutterbreakz will kill me!) - very much “Richard H Kirk does electronic dub”, which is what it is. It sounds very “meaty” - a full sound which mixes up squiddly acid b-lines with skanking, and manages to sound… alright. A rasta floats in and out of the mix talking about technology, capitalism and being a rebel.

I guess this suffers from my personal bias - techno artists simply incapable of escaping the confines of the genre and simply chucking in some dub elements rather than producing a terrifying mongrel of the two. I think that’s what I was reacting against when I did the first Shake The Foundations mix. If Sandoz lost all the contemporary “dancefloor” bits and just went industrial dub I’d be in seventh heaven. But this will do for now. The version is far too restrained, though.

Bandulu – Jahquarius Bandulu – Detention

Bandulu – Jahquarius (Music Man Special 7″ 2002)
Bandulu – Detention (Music Man Special 7″ 2002)

I saw Bandulu at one of the free festivals at Finsbury Park and didn’t quite “get” them. Perfectly good techno marred by cod-patois vocals. I was intrigued by these two when they came out but was shocked (Shocked, I tell you!) to see that they retailed at something stupid like six quid each. I recently picked them up for 50p a pop in and end of year sale (ha!). Anyway - I think the plan was that these were uber-limited promos for an album.

Jahquarius is the same story as my first encounter: “Cos it’s a new age - it’s the dawning of Jahquarius, so live it up now, and never make no fuss” - all delivered in crisp tones which should probably leave patois well alone. The female backing vocals are alright though.

But… the version side is a nice bit of funked up swirly Chain Reaction-esque stuff, with good horns which I think must be synths but-sound-alright-shock-horror. (It can be done! They don’t have to sound like a piss poor binatone keyboard! Touring reggae bands take note! Or get some proper hornsmen in FFS.)

It’s what I guess you’d call “tracky” - a linear endless groove. But it’s a good one, only broken up by the occasional hint of echo or a rimshot.

“Detention” is about being banged up. “Free up my brothers one by one [...] Lord it a go rough in here”. So, immediately better in terms of subject matter, but still let down by delivery. Tune’s a good ‘un though: shaka-esque minor chordage. The dub is more warm tracky dubbed out business with some good percussion fills. Close… so close…

There are probably a lot of frustrated DJs who want these on 12″.

FSOL - We Have Explosive

FSOL – We Have Explosive [Pt 5] (off Virgin Promo 12″ 1997)

I have no idea when Future Sound of London signed to Virgin, but they were slinging this single out like music was about to go out of fashion. It was impossible to walk into any central London charity shop for a while without the staff begging you to take at least one copy of the other promo 12″ of this with the Mantronix remixes on it.

I saw FSOL at one of the Essential Festivals in Brighton around this time, doing a “live” set via an ISDN line from their studio. I thought it was really alienating. Like - watching people play instruments is (visually) more involving than watching (some) people play records, which is more involving than watching people tap stuff into a laptop. But to watch someone, on a screen, twiddle with knobs 50 miles away was just a bit crap really. I suspect that probably put me off for a while, though of course “Papua” is wicked.

This remix is pretty fine. It’s more “ambient” than dub, but qualifies because it is bass heavy and does remove virtually all traces of the original to make it chilled out rather than quite good boshing sub-tackhead breakbeat bizness. Plus there are echoey bits and all that. (oh, and somebody once told me that you needed 3 examples to construct a decent article. Writing tips as well today in yer uncarved update!). In some ways this track is more ambient prog than anything (don’t let that put you off!) which I think is what FSOL have moved towards now.

put on your best dress…

put on your best dress tonight...

v/a - Put On Your Best Dress: Sonia Pottinger’s Rocksteady 1967-1968 (Attack)

Rocksteady is the holy grail for serious reggae obsessives - a narrow timeframe, a long time ago, means you can look down your nose at all the 70s/80s/90s/00s stuff, and discount ska as well. (Although obviously few people go that far).

It’s great though, languid, soulful, musical. Timeless - and the foundation for so much of what was to follow. Steve Barrow compiled this during his brief stint with Trojan in the early 90s. It has none of the expansive sleevenotes or restored sound quality he’d go on to pioneer at his own Blood & Fire, but so what. 80p to get this out of the library and you sometimes see it cheap around town as well…

Nodding off on the train back from Chelmsford, Essex scenery whizzing by as The Conquerors’ kick off with “What an Agony” a killer on the Shank I Shek riddim… up there with stalag and other foundational bizness, but maybe the only reggae backing track to be named after a chinese military leader (Chiang Kai Shek). A weird line of flight from Baba Brooks to rocksteady to Yabby U (Zambia) right through to Ward 21 (Ganja Smoke)…

The Valentines bust in the door and tell me in no uncertain terms to stop with the trainspotterisms. “Blam Blam Fever” is their reminder that all of the gun panic is nothing new “rudeness and gun is the talk of this town. The gun fever is bad, the gun fever”. One of them has an incredible bassy voice, which can only be a good thing (bonus spotter question - has there ever been a group with a higher vocal range than the Congos?). Didn’t this get rerubbed by the Pioneers as “Reggae Fever” and become a skinhead anthem?

The Vibrators. Hold that thought. “Move Up” is outstanding, punping dancefloor soul of the highest order. A post-independence call to unity, but we’ll gloss over the nationalism this time innit…

Monty Morris is telling me to play it cool, The Melodians are asking me out for a dance and a meal, but I’ve only got ears for Johnny and the Attractions this afternoon. “Young Wings Can Fly” - on first hearing one of the best tunes ever recorded. Mmmmm. “At every crossroads follow your heart”. Wise words, Johnny…

And my heart belongs to Patsy & The Count Ossie Band right now. Patsy sounds like one of the Motown babes from the 60s - sweet vocals clear as glass… is she there in the studio doing that dance where the arms only seem to move at the elbows… in a black shimmery dress? If she is then who let Count Ossie and the crew in, eh?

Berry Gordy wouldn’t have allowed a load of unkempt rasta encampment dwellers within a 5 mile radius of the studios, but Ms Pottinger gets them right in there, pounding it out behind Patsy. Motown meets Nyabinghi - only in Jamaica. And let’s remember - “Nyabinghi” has been translated as “Death to the white oppressors and their black allies”. Is that a dagger, Patsy, or are you just pleased to see me?

People talk about progress and how things tend to get more liberal as time goes on, but there no way you’d get a reggae group these days called The Gaylads singing about how “It’s hard to confess to a love that’s wrong” these days. In fact there is another blog entry to be written about the lack of songs about vulnerability these days…

The Melodians pipe up with sweet vocals which sound all the sweeter when Charlie Ace bum rushes the show inna early deejay style: “Huuuuuuuuuuuurgh! Deliver it brother, deliver it!”. Hell yes….

Waking up, fuzzy, not quite believing my ears: “Say you’ll never leave me again / say you’ll never deceive me again / say you’ll never love no other one but meeeeeeeeee” Something claws to the surface of my dozy head. Something is trying to organise this with something else in there. I am the spotter robot, I never sleep. Who’s the singer? Ken Boothe. Was this reversioned later? Is it on some compilation somewhere? I dunno. Play it again… “Say Yoooooooo” And then it hits me - I can see the Vaughan Oliver sleeve… Colourbox.

Rewind…

junk food

JUNK02

Sickboy - Owley Girl 12″ (JUNK02)

Second release for Aphasic’s JUNK label, and it’s a serious go-er. The title track is the expected mentalist twisted shit - fucked up beats, rolls and noises which almost escape into a gay S.A.W. disco stomp. Nice! One of those great 3 in the morning tunes which you thought would be all conventional but everything is toooo fucked…

“Junkcats & Alleyrats” brings a distinctive hip hop flavour to the proceedings - continuing the trend set by the first JUNK release for including some (relatively!) downtempo biz. A cartload of great vocal samples pillaged off tunes you never heard: “money is da object” says a female MC, and is that Master P somewhere in the mix as well?

“Trio Inferno” is sorta napalm death gabba with a bunch of wannabe MCs working on the waltzers at the fairground: “bring it back to the TOP”. Messy beats… in a good way. You also get about two seconds of “Real Rock” in the middle and are similarly tortured by an insane mash up of “Hey Ya” which is sadistically kept for the last few bars only. Dr Remix to the operating theatre!!!

“Owley Bass” is severe abstract beats, with some sort of alien funk lurking in its heating ducts. Zero gravity space-chase theme music.

JUNK03

Aphasic - We Are Junk 12″ (JUNK03)

It’s Jason’s label and he’ll release his own goddamn records if he wants to, right?

“Junkfunk” brings the ravemental doof doof doof from the outset, with added rumbling sub bass. Great breakbeat science (as in Mad Scientist going off on one rather than painstakingly chopping up breaks over a 10 year period or whatever it was Rupert Photek was supposed to have done. Was he actually called Rupert? I may have made that up.) Also some nice arcade type noises.

“Junkrock” is really weird beats and noise more like the Ambush “Voicecrack Remixes” than anything else. It’s all the better for it though - the synthy bass seems to be about quarter speed in places. Sheets of static & noise rain down on vicious breakbeats.

“True Shots” is off kilter space invader shit. A 50s b-movie soundtrack made by hyperactive kids. It makes marginally more sense at 33.

“Several Directions” is the winner here. A nice “builder” of a track (as opposed to a nice builder - who maybe whistles a merry tune whilst doing your grouting). A familiar bassline (which actually sounds like it may originate from a bass guitar, shock horror!), minimal beats and noises on top. It manages to be beautiful and stupid at the same time - that bass slowly drives the track on, reassuring you that the rest of the insanity will do you no harm. Arguably the best thing Aphasic has done to date.