It’s just music!

In the history of cinema few films have nailed what men are like the way Diner did. I’ve never been this bad (my records aren’t alphabetized for a start) but, you know, I can relate.


A case of the Mondays

This little blogging hiatus I’m on at the moment was supposed to be so I could get some personal shit done but I’ve been so swamped at work I haven’t had any time to get to what I wanted to get to the past couple of weeks which is very frustrating.

So if you’re as cream-crackered and stressed as I am at the moment you might need a little something to perk you up. You’d have to be dead not to get a jolt from this.

Can’t get it out of my head

I woke up this morning with this song in my head for some reason and I can’t get rid of it, I have “I want ya, yes I want ya, yes I really do” on a perpetual loop in my brain. Did I have a dream about Alvin Stardust or something?

This was very nearly the first single I ever bought. I still remember being in the Harlequin Records on Fulham Road clutching the 50p record token I got for Christmas and staring at the Top 40 chart pinned to the wall for ages unable to decide between “My Coo Ca Choo” or “I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday” by Wizzard. In the end I went with the latter which I think was a wise decision.

Otherwise occupied

Posting is going to be a little thin over the next few weeks as I’m focusing on something else at the moment which is taking all my rather limited spare time and brain power. In addition, Blogger are making some technical changes which might mean me moving this blog somewhere else soon so I have to look into that.

I’ll still put up the odd video and photo but don’t expect much in the way of writing for a few weeks. I know you’re only here for the free music anyway, like this utter beauty. Something about The Isleys just makes me feel so damn good.

Download: Work To Do – The Isley Brothers (mp3)

Old School

I remember well how Michael Foot was vilified when he was leader of the Labour Party, how the smug, sneering Thatcherites mocked his shabby Worzel Gummidge appearance, his donkey jacket, how such a brilliant intellect wasn’t cut out for the modern age of television politics with it’s shallow soundbites and telegenic haircuts masquerading as human beings. But look around you today and the man seems like a giant among pygmies — a passionate speaker, a great writer, an idealist and a founding member of CND. I voted for him proudly. RIP.

Download: Remember – Shambeko! Say Wah! (mp3)

Lucky Dip

My daughter doesn’t want to pick out any records for me at the moment, I think she’s rumbled that I’m just exploiting her for cute pictures on my blog and refuses to play ball, so I’ve hired these two to choose the music in future.

And what do you know, something else good that Phil Collins was involved in.

Download: I Know What I Like (In Your Wardrobe) – Genesis (mp3)