Click here for a complete list of entries in the series “the first 23 gigs I can remember going to”. Work work work work work. I needed money to sustain my vinyl fetishism and fanzine habit, but I wasn’t after a career by any means. (In fact the only reason I have anything vaguely resembling a …
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“[The guitar] cost me £5 from a guy in another squat, which was cheap even then,” he admits, “and I replaced the missing bridge with a door handle.” Great retrospective piece on squat punk dubbers World Domination Enterprises over at The Quietus. Ages ago I used to exchange tapes with a bloke who now runs …
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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 …
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. …
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 …
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 …