Hello folks,
almost four years since yours truly addressed this forum and too much has
happened in my life ever since, luckily enough first and foremost enjoyable
things. "Time Is All I've Seen" (The Sea Urchins).
Only thought to let people in or near London and Glasgow know about the
following events this week by way of a summary announcement, the obligatory
Belle And Sebastian content is, of course, included. "It's All In The Game"
(Cliff Richard). §;^D
Highly recommended for kindred spirits in or near London:
How Does It Feel To Be Loved ? club
Guest deejays: The Happy Couple (Hamburg)
Thursday, June 19th 2003, 9 pm to 2 am, £ 3.00
Buffalo Bars, Underneath the Famous Cock Tavern,
right outside Highbury & Islington tube station.
For details see
http://www.bowlie.com/forum/showthread.php?s=e61a6e5ac24873e789e8931f1d733c…
Belle And Sebastian content:
Tóm and Jane aka The Happy Couple ( http://www.happycouple.de ) will surely
be playing a song or two by this P!O!P! combo as well as some of their
numerous influences.
Highly recommended for kindred spirits in or near Glasgow:
THE 2.4 HOUR TECHNICOLOUR DREAM
The Félicité Singles Club Launch Night
Saturday, June 21st 2003, 8.30 pm sharp
Nice'N'Sleazy, Sauchiehall Street, Glasgow
The Félicité Singles Club proudly presents
Roy Moller (Glasgow)
Ulric & Friends (Glasgow)
The Happy Couple (Hamburg)
plus Peter Mortimer (poet) and special musical guests.
Tickets merely £ 3.00 in advance and on the door.
Appearing Live
Roy Moller's début 7" single "Maximum Smile" b/w "David Niven" was recorded
with some Glaswegian guest musicians late last year and co-produced by
Stevie Jackson with whom Roy has occasionally collaborated on Belle And
Sebastian songs. "Roy Walker" is also a member of local instrumental outfit
The Wow Kafe. See
<http://www.felicite.de/cite03/cite03.html>http://www.felicite.de/cite03/cite03.html
for sound clips and more.
Ulric & Friends are fronted by Ulric Kennedy whose recordings with The
Catalysts are something of a legend and an archivists dream. The songs on
the self-titled 7" were recorded in 1985 and lay unreleased until The Happy
Couple happily received a tape featuring this short-lived project from
Ulric ( formerly singer of Whaam! Records artists The Mixers and later
member of Sarah Records artists The Golden Dawn ). See
<http://www.felicite.de/cite04/cite04.html>http://www.felicite.de/cite04/cite04.html
for sound clips and more.
The Félicité Singles Club 7"'s are (will be) available (soon) from some of
the finest mailorder services all over the globe, see
<http://www.felicite.de/distributors.html>http://www.felicite.de/distributors.html
. They will, of course, also be available at the event outlined and
promoted above. That was shameless promotion, I suppose, but not shameless
self-promotion anyway. §;^D
For details see
http://www.bowlie.com/forum/showthread.php?s=e61a6e5ac24873e789e8931f1d733c…
Belle And Sebastian content:
Too obvious to be repeated. I wonder who the special musical guests could
possibly include. §;^D
See some of you around, hopefully, and apologies to those who are currently
not anywhere near London or Glasgow. "Travel" (The Honeymoons).
"Smashing Time"
(The Television Personalities)
Andreas
The rain it raineth on the just
And also on the unjust fella
But more upon the just because
The unjust steals the just's umbrella
(Charles Baron Bowen)
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Hello folks,
almost four years since yours truly addressed this forum and too much has
happened in my life ever since, luckily enough first and foremost enjoyable
things. "Time Is All I've Seen" (The Sea Urchins).
Only thought to let people in or near London and Glasgow know about the
following events this week by way of a summary announcement, the obligatory
Belle And Sebastian content is, of course, included. "It's All In The Game"
(Cliff Richard). §;^D
Highly recommended for kindred spirits in or near London:
How Does It Feel To Be Loved ? club
Guest deejays: The Happy Couple (Hamburg)
Thursday, June 19th 2003, 9 pm to 2 am, £ 3.00
Buffalo Bars, Underneath the Famous Cock Tavern,
right outside Highbury & Islington tube station.
For details see
http://www.bowlie.com/forum/showthread.php?s=e61a6e5ac24873e789e8931f1d733c…
Belle And Sebastian content:
Tóm and Jane aka The Happy Couple ( http://www.happycouple.de ) will surely
be playing a song or two by this P!O!P! combo as well as some of their
numerous influences.
Highly recommended for kindred spirits in or near Glasgow:
THE 2.4 HOUR TECHNICOLOUR DREAM
The Félicité Singles Club Launch Night
Saturday, June 21st 2003, 8.30 pm sharp
Nice'N'Sleazy, Sauchiehall Street, Glasgow
The Félicité Singles Club proudly presents
Roy Moller (Glasgow)
Ulric & Friends (Glasgow)
The Happy Couple (Hamburg)
plus Peter Mortimer (poet) and special musical guests.
Tickets merely £ 3.00 in advance and on the door.
Appearing Live
Roy Moller's début 7" single "Maximum Smile" b/w "David Niven" was recorded
with some Glaswegian guest musicians late last year and co-produced by
Stevie Jackson with whom Roy has occasionally collaborated on Belle And
Sebastian songs. "Roy Walker" is also a member of local instrumental outfit
The Wow Kafe. See
<http://www.felicite.de/cite03/cite03.html>http://www.felicite.de/cite03/cite03.html
for sound clips and more.
Ulric & Friends are fronted by Ulric Kennedy whose recordings with The
Catalysts are something of a legend and an archivists dream. The songs on
the self-titled 7" were recorded in 1985 and lay unreleased until The Happy
Couple happily received a tape featuring this short-lived project from
Ulric ( formerly singer of Whaam! Records artists The Mixers and later
member of Sarah Records artists The Golden Dawn ). See
<http://www.felicite.de/cite04/cite04.html>http://www.felicite.de/cite04/cite04.html
for sound clips and more.
The Félicité Singles Club 7"'s are (will be) available (soon) from some of
the finest mailorder services all over the globe, see
<http://www.felicite.de/distributors.html>http://www.felicite.de/distributors.html
. They will, of course, also be available at the event outlined and
promoted above. That was shameless promotion, I suppose, but not shameless
self-promotion anyway. §;^D
For details see
http://www.bowlie.com/forum/showthread.php?s=e61a6e5ac24873e789e8931f1d733c…
Belle And Sebastian content:
Too obvious to be repeated. I wonder who the special musical guests could
possibly include. §;^D
See some of you around, hopefully, and apologies to those who are currently
not anywhere near London or Glasgow. "Travel" (The Honeymoons).
"Smashing Time"
(The Television Personalities)
Andreas
The rain it raineth on the just
And also on the unjust fella
But more upon the just because
The unjust steals the just's umbrella
(Charles Baron Bowen)
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So it's summer in Minnesota, which means that there are bugs everywhere and
I don't have an internet connection where I live. Sadness. But I do work
in the library at school, where at least there's air conditioning. It's
almost too cold on the first floor. I'm wearing long pants.
Last week I saw Yo La Tengo and a Minnesota Twins game. Being from
Chicago, I'm not really much of a Twins fan since they beat my White Sox
all the time. But I did get to strike another baseball stadium off my
list, and they lost as well. It wasn't as much fun trying to be a hooligan
at the baseball game, though. Maybe next month when I go to Cleveland to
see the Celtic-AC Milan game I'll have more opportunities for that.
I listened to Built to Spill last night for the first time in like a year
or something. I knew I liked it before but I'd forgotten a lot of the
songs, so it was like discovering them all over again. I should try that
with more of my CDs but I'll probably just hate them or something.
I'll be in Chicago for a couple of days at the beginning of August. There
should be a picnic or a bowling trip or something that will promote
solidarity. That's the only way we'll rise up against our bourgeois
oppressors, after all.
I was going to say more but now I need to go back to work. I think that's
the first time this has happened - usually I have lots of time but nothing
to say. Anyway.
If your birthday is coming up or has recently happened, happy birthday!
Also shouts out to Stine, who I'll e-mail at some point, and the #sinister
crowd, who I'll likely not talk to again until September. These computers
need IRC on them.
to the archives!,
-kevin
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When I was a little boy I used to wonder about my name and where it came
from. My dad had been fostered and all of his family lost at sea, so I was
possibly going to be the last Stout in the world. That's a great
responsibility for a five year old to have to carry. If I had fallen over
and dropped my ice lolly into the stinging nettles and was crying on my
mother's knee, she would tell me a story about how there was a tiny island
in the very north of Scotland where everyone was called Stout. That would
stop me crying; I'd blink at the sky through my tears and think of this
magical place and my responsibilities. I'd think about all the other Stouts
on their fishing boats in their mackintoshes and feel close to them. I was
strong. A melted ice lolly wouldn't upset me.
Well, as I grew up I grew wiser and I decided that my mum's story about the
wonderful stormy island where we all came from was nothing more than a
rain-dappled dream. I got distracted by Top Trumps and dinosaurs, pop music
and the girl at the desk in front of me.
Then, one sunny day a bit like today - well, yesterday, actually - my sister
phoned me to tell me that the full name of Cameron, the housewives'
favourite from Big Brother Four, is Cameron Stout! More importantly he comes
from Orkney and sells fish. As I said, we're a rare breed, so to find one of
us living on Orkney must be more than a coincidence. I'm starting to think
my mother might be right. And with his charm that makes Grandmothers swoon
it only makes sense that we're related. I might have to make a pilgrimage to
the islands and see if there's a sword in a stone waiting for me.
***
There was a very small mention of Struan in the Independent, in this article
here:
http://enjoyment.independent.co.uk/music/features/story.jsp?story=414309 See
if you can spot it.
Terry mentioned Stuart's Diary. It's great, I agree. A highlight. You know,
I would have said that the only thing possibly better than Stuart's Diary is
Robin's Express Delivery, but the Express Delivery has broken down at the
moment and timewarped back to May for reasons I just can't understand. I
think I'll have to take the delivery van to the garage.
Anyway, I know some of you don't read Stuart's diary, or forget to, so
here's the poem he wrote in case you haven't seen it. It's a cracker. (It
seems the Poetry Parrot has been doing the rounds in Glasgow, lately).
<<
10.06.03: a poem
I'm in love with my therapist
I'm in love with my therapist
She's the only one who understands me!
The only one that never demands of me
Promises, and super-scheduled weekends
Pub gatherings
And so much as the changing of a lightbulb
I'm in love with my minister
She's the only one who sits me down
And preaches to me sensibly
(And not without authority)
She tells the story of her week
And I collapse in warm and grateful reveries
Of understanding
I'm in love with my surroundings
I'll hang them from me like a garland
The streets; action borrowed from other people's lives
'I'll be a freak if you will'
A market of inappropriateness
Greets me at the bottom of my stairs
I'm in love with a love forbidden by men's magazines
A love which comes between a mate and his girl
So I lie low and skulk.
Well, not exactly
The thrill of 'freedom' I'll let ring out a while longer
She's tethered to his side in a pact
Forced by the leaning curves of social compatibility
Sod all that!
I'll take a chance that we're missmatched as hell
But I'm not going to force anything.
I'm going to let fate show its hand
In the longest and most boring game of love poker imaginable
I'm still in love with my therapist though
(SM & MS forever)
Like polar bears and penguins
Her friends and mine will never meet
We stop short of meeting for coffee
We stop short of walking each other home
Stop short of crossing the line
Where lurks the history
The lies and the baggage under eyes
The grim mornings
And the wondering of a latched onto guilt
Stuart
>>
I'm off to give blood now, if they'll take it. Deep breaths.
Robin xxxxx
ps: I'm going to the Stuart M dj set in Nottingham at the weekend, so if
anyone's around let me know and I'll say hello.
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Stuart Murdoch
We can withstand the arms of sex
And shirt stretched tight on rounded pecs.
What sends us ladies in a trance
Is catching sight of silver pants.
*************************
Sarah Martin
Of all the places to lay ones head -
Chaise longue, four poster, futon, bed -
The one where Id like most to rest
Is Sarahs well-upholstered breast.
*************************
Stevie Jackson
A country lad is Stevie J,
He tramps through fields of corn all day,
He splashes in streams and climbs hayricks
And his songs sound like the Mavericks.
*************************
Chris Geddes
Demon fingers, all a-blur,
Make the hammond organ whir.
What metier is more carefree
Than all day tickling ivory?
*************************
Richard Colburn
Mr Colburns drumming face
Makes him look like a mental case.
Id rather walk across Death Valley
Than meet him down a darkened alley.
*************************
Mick Cooke
When the final trump is sounding
And our world comes to an end,
Gods musician must be astounding
To outshine our brassy friend.
*************************
Bob Kildea
What this band needs, said Stu one day,
Is a gen-u-ine hearthrob.
I know this chap whos new in town,
Said Mick, and his names Bob.
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Hello all
Just a quick one because, on the band website, Struan says:
"Ok, you crazy Yanks. You know how we're playing those concerts in August?
New York, San Francisco, LA? (If you didn't know, we're playing three gigs
in August)"
Did you know about this? I didn't.
He then goes on to talk about a treasure hunt and needing some help with
it. You can read all about it here:
http://www.belleandsebastian.co.uk/home/ (click on Writing)
I am going to post something proper later on, but this seemed like URGENT
AND KEY NEWS that HADN'T BEEN REPORTED. Unless I've been asleep for the
last four days.
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Hi everyone,
I've been off-and-on contemplating what sort of compromises I would have
to make to transition into a career as a male softball player. In this
kind of job market and economic atmosphere, I don't think I can afford
NOT to consider all my options, and at this point, breaking into any
traditionally distaff sport looks like my best bet. I figure I can
create some sort of either media frenzy or storm by portraying myself as
a mysterious drifter who's gotten out of the game, but is now realizing
that, for the sake of beer-gutted men everywhere who play at company
picnics, it's time to cast aside any self-doubt and just roll the dice,
etc. This way I can say things like "I'm just going to keep doing what
I'm doing, and if people like it, well, that's a fucking bonus." during
my inevitable interviews with Bryant Gumbel and Bob Costas and ESPN.
Anyway though, I did want to mention, for those of you who are
sedulously keeping track of all the personal details I reveal through my
extremely standoff-ish and gruff email tone, that my family bought a new
car. Without telling me. Again. Ok, so this wouldn't be such big news, I
know, hardly a drop in the bucket of Sinister Big Time personal
accomplishments, but here's the thing: it's a Pontiac Aztek (do you
U.K.ers have these cars over there? If not, try to imagine an automobile
designed by the bastard child of Frank Lloyd Wright, whose coalminer
mother drank more than the recommended daily allowance of Nyquil during
trimesters 1-3). My Mom apparently fell in love with it. It was not
until I actually saw my Mom driving and enjoying this car that I
realized that if there were such a thing as genetic Venn diagrams of
aesthetic disposition, hers and mine would have a union of: null (which
wouldn't that make an awesome greeting card?). So, yeah besides the
shape of the car, notice the spelling of the name, with a 'k'. And plus
the motto of Pontiac is (or was) "driving excitement". An odd thing to
name a car after, that- the extinct indigenous peoples best known to me
through the Julio Cortazar story "the Night Face Up", which freaked the
juvenile shit out of me. But, perhaps the worst thing about this car is
that it has an unattractive backside. You know what I mean- there are
some cars that just have nice booty, and the Aztek is not one of them.
It would take the Sir Mix-A-Lot of mechanics to appreciate the ass on
the Aztek.
So, maybe enough sexing of American vehicles for one post.
I have to go respond to an email from one 'heinzyguc(a)lycos.de' who keeps
writing to inform me of opportunities I might have to casually accost
'barely legal teen pink', which, when you think about it, that's some
pretty impressive synecdoche for a porn mail.
Sleep tight,
Kevin
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greetings chumps,
I got back from the Sonar festival in Barcelona today, i had a big long
sparkly bath and now i am reflecting on it's wonderfulness. There was a
brilliant selection of bands, dj's and obscure electronic nonsense including
Bjork, Underworld, LCD Soundsystem and Ladytron. John Peel was knocking
about and is raving about the festival on his show right now. My mate saw
him in the chemist with his family, i hoped that i would see him too but i
didn't, probably because i was too busy staring at the ground looking for
money in true scabber style.
Ladytron were quite fun but far too po-faced for my liking. I wanted that
lead singer woman to wear denim and scream a bit. At on point i wanted to
shoud something obscene like " Cut your hair, it looks shit!" but i didn't
think they would understand.
Bjork was truely wonderful, but i missed most of it because of the massive
ques. I stood at the back and strained to get a glimps of her jumping about
but she was too far awat. I wanted to be at the front so i could be totally
immersed in her world. It made me shed a little tear.
The highlight of the whole show was Schnider TM. You have got to check this
lot out. They did that famous cover of "there is a light that never goes
out" by The Smiths. Anyway, they came on in lab coats and played some crazy,
cute, amusing electronica. Schnider ended up dancing around the stage like a
robot and singing a song about vodka&orange and frogs. John Peel is playing
the gig on thursday and i suggest you listen to it, even for the cool german
accents. I was a the front whooping like a tropical bird. It's reaal good
stuff.
anyway i'm off to reflect some more and to try and forget that i'm not going
to glastonbury again.
hannah b
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Well well well, here we are once more. Summertime, and the living is easy,
or at least not that hard. Although the head aches a little. Unplanned
barbequeues of a Monday night are death to happy Tuesday awakenings, my
friends, and that information is yours absolutely gratis, a gift from the
horses mouth.
(I got two pale hands up against the window pane
I'm shaking with the heat of my need again)
So, on and off on the bus in the mornings, Ive been thinking about the
different purposes people put popular music to. Its all very interesting,
at least to a half-asleep brain thats managed to osmose a little poncy
cultural theory over the past few years. Politically and publicly music is
used for cheerleading purposes, for entertainment and for proselytizing, but
here Im thinking more about specifically personal and private functions.
(Listening to the radio I feel so out of place
There's a certain something missing that the treble can't erase)
I mean, I refuse to believe that the estate kids hanging out near my house
in the evenings think about nowt but shagging, drinking and dancing, just as
I wouldnt imagine that other cardie-wearing, biscuit-nibbling B&S fans
think of nothing but tweenage lesbians and Terry Underwear while running
through parks, pursued by townies, although these two images would seem to
be suggested by the lyrical content of our respective listening matter. But
any convenient stereotype (this word comes, interestingly enough, from early
machine printing at the beginning of the age of mechanical reproduction) by
its nature must involve abbreviation, elision and omission of essential
elements in order to present a glib and exclusive surface for those both
inside and outside the subculture in question.
Pop music is a useful focus for the emerging social identity, augmented and
accompanied by foxy corn-rows or, alternatively, Sanrio hairgrips. Is it
something we give up as we slide comfortably into the Gap as we grow older
and maybe more confident in our ability to retain our indentities while
gradually becoming de-tribalised? After all, middle-aged people can look
pretty daft in dolly shoes and Talulah Gosh t-shirts, and feel more
comfortable in sensible trainers anyway. Or maybe we just need an easier
ride without all that teenage angst to sustain us.
(I know you can tell just by looking at my face
A word about my weakness
I'm totally addicted to bass)
Does an instant connection with the booty bypass the brain entirely in the
majority of our appreciation of music? I only know that the ticking beat
and twitchy rrriddims of glossy UK Garage production are instantly
recognisable and utterly attractive, leading to an ass-shaking of global
proportions, but most of the lyrics are pure rubbidge, of course, as with
99% of everything.
(Woah-woh-oh)
This matters not a jot, because after all, most post-listening analysis only
serves to provide some kind of semi-theoretical basis for justifying an
initial gut reaction, whether positive or negative. Haha, like most
cultural ramblings, our reactions say more about us than about the artistic
product.
(Your bassline is shooting up my spine
Your bassline has got me feeling fine
It's filling up my mind)
Whatever, Im hoping for some pure pop thrills, as well as something maybe a
bit more errr cerebral, at the hugely exciting revival of Tigermilking in
only a few short weeks time. Do your worst, boys and girls of the decks,
and those not so pivileged will, one hopes, turn up in droves to shake their
thangs.
This here has been written in bitesize chunks while experiencing the
wonderful world of work as a (very junior) media ho, which today has
involved sorting out a vastly disorganised and grubby stationery cupboard.
So Im feeeelthy now, but Im off home to become clean, revise this pile of
nonsense, then submit it for your kind attention. It doesnt include half
the brilliant stuff I thought Id thought about, but like poetry written in
the middle of the night, half-asleep bus musings rarely live up to
expectations when solidified.
Well, au revoir, chaps.
Love,
Liz :x
p.s. Happy impending birthday, Archel!
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