life in a plastic bag

NOT THE REAL BEYOND THE iMPLODE: Book review: “INHALANTS” by Mark Pownall 1987, Franklin Watts. Martin’s always on top form when it comes to moral panics of yesteryear (see especially his writing on rabies public information adverts), so his look at the perils of glue sniffing is a real treat. It also gives me an …

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the ninth gig I can remember going to

Click here for a complete list of entries in the series  “the first 23 gigs I can remember going to”. 9) The Mission, Brixton Academy 28/03/1987 Goths. There, I’ve said it. The Mission were goth drop outs – taking the subculture’s hippy undercurrent to its logical conclusion after being booted out of The Sisters of Mercy. …

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Steven Wells RIP

Steven Wells AKA Susan Williams AKA Seething Wells has died. He was one of my favourite music journalists ever. People will scoff at this and remind me of Paul Morley or Greil Marcus or Lester Bangs or countless legendary articulate literary types. But I’ve never been all that literary. I always looked forward to Swells’ ranty swearing and …

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gigs seven and eight

Click here for a complete list of entries in the series  “the first 23 gigs I can remember going to”. 7. Test Dept, Hackney Empire, 23/1/87 We’d come down to London to go to a Julian Cope gig in Westminster but it was sold out (perhaps unsurprisingly as it was around the time of “World Shut …

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you don’t want to bring the arms house

My arm is proper fucked up, so consider this something of an intermission. While I figure out what to do about that, some short posts with audio will be the order of the day. I did a talk at the Audio Poverty conference about blogging, fanzines, music journalism and occulture:

It’s sans powerpoint but …

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my 4th and 5th gigs

Click here for a complete list of entries in the series  “the first 23 gigs I can remember going to”. 4) Ultravox, Wembley Arena 5/11/86 Barrel-scraping time. This was Ultravox well after their peak, touring an album (U-Vox) that even their die-hard fans regard as rubbish. I had mixed feelings about going to the gig but …

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