Jazzie Cooper Clarke - apologies
I was thinking
of building the ultimate playlist with one simple rule. One artist. One song.
Each day will feature a song by an artist whose birthday is that day and then nine
other songs by nine different artists just because people like things to be in
tens.
The playlist
is here - https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4exU9MUJMWaouOgnu7zmSl?si=I5fqk7VpQX6aDGec7xvqsQ&pi=e-IfIWXc5GT56R
So, the idea was
that you might want to follow and share and either have the playlist yourself
or do your own or chat about it with me, you could use the hashtag #EHGOGS.
I’m on Twitter X
thing as @fourfoot
Today’s selection.
Fucking mental week
work wise so here’s a 20 to make up for yesterday’s missing 10. Our birthday
artists are John Cooper Clarke and Jazzie B.
Beasley Street –
John Cooper Clarke. Our nation’s greatest living poet and the only one in
the playlist I’ve had banter with in the urinals at a Fall gig.
It Was Nearly 20
Years Ago – Frank Sidebottom. Timperleytastic tribute to the Beatles.
Inspector Norse –
Todd Terje. Tune!
Stakker Humanoid
– Humanoid I’m not going to pretend that there was a lot of acid house
being played in 1988 era Ceredigion but enough got through to make an
impression on me….
No Drums – Tim Hecker
– if you’ve enjoyed some of the almost fragile ambient electronic shit I’ve
added so far, you should love this. Music that is almost there.
Hypnosis – Apathy.
Trip hop never went away and neither did the Notorious B.I.G
Hanging On –
Brainstory. They sound like I want Steely Dan to sound.
You’ll Be in the
Air – Microphones. You’ll either love it or hate it, depending on your
capacity to endure the kind of gentle folk tinged American indie you’d expect
to hear in a montage of a low budget mid 2000s road movie starring, I don’t know,
Paul Rudd and Natalie Portman as estranged siblings forced for reasons to
scatter their late mum’s ashes off Mount Rushmore.
Until I’m Home –
Ezra Williams – see the Microphones song but update to an early 2020s road
movie with Bella Ramsay and Emma Mackey.
Low Self Opinion
– Rollins Band – sounds exactly like you’d expect a song called Low Self
Opinion by Henry Rollins to sound. Funky, hard and angry.
Back to Life – Soul
II Soul. Hard to overstate how fucking huge this tune was in the summer of
89. It wasn’t all brave Chinese guys standing in front of tanks. There was this
for a start. Best summer of my life at the time, probably still is tbh, and
this was very much a part of it.
Natural Life –
Innocence. I’m still a sucker for that 1990 groove.
Close (to the
Edit) – Art of Noise. I’m a fed up as fuck teenager trapped in a freezing
cold cottage in rural mid Wales. And every time I’ve got the house to myself
this gets bunged on the record player at top volume so I can keep warm.
Strong (Catz N
Dogz remix) – Herbert. Filth. A play loud or not at all tune.
Round in Loops –
Spacemoth. Imagine Stereolab fucking around with New Order’s Ceremony.
Actually don’t. I hear Le Tigre, I hear Fonda 500. I hear all kinds of lo-fi influences.
Love this.
Ladyflash – The Go!
Team – Absolutely essential post-Fatboy pre-folktronica sampletastic huge
drums tune for the young Starmerites of your life. Or your cocaine back.
Sweater – Terry Reid.
Terry Reid passed on the chance to be the singer of Led Zeppelin
apparently, this doesn’t really sound like someone suited to that job, but it’s
quite nice in a kind of Nick Drake meets Donovan but not quite vibe way.
Singer’s
Hampstead Home – Microdisney Dylanesque levels of quietly delivered
disdain. Boy George’s ears must have been red fucking hot that night.
Minotaur – Thee Oh
Sees Psychedelic trip hop tinged rnb or something. I don’t fucking know.
Crossbow – Tamar
Aphek. You need this trust me.
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