Change Key

Last weekend, I kicked off a new series here (“Ba Ba Ba Ba-Ba Ba Ba Ba“) with a post which included these words what I wrote:

I don’t think there’s anything more joyous in pop records [than a record which includes a load of “Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba’s”] except…possibly the key change in any record by either Westlife or Boyzone, because when that happens you know it’s nearly over. And I think this might just edge it.”

Which reminded me that just over a year ago, I went to see Teenage Fanclub with my old mates Gary and Meg.

I see Gary fairly regularly, we go to gigs together (especially ones by The Wedding Present), but this was the first time his wife, Meg, had joined us. It was also the first time I’d seen Meg in quite a few years.

Anyway, Teenage Fanclub were, as they have been every time I saw them, wonderful. And at a certain point during this song, I leaned over to Meg and said: “Here comes the Westlife key-change”, which was happily received by guffaws from Meg and a few people I didn’t know around us.

See if you can spot the “Get off your stool” moment that would make Louis Walsh proud:

I Don't Want Control Of You Front

Teenage Fanclub – I Don’t Want Control Of You

More soon.

Late Night Stargazing

Last night was supposed to be the night when my group of friends and I meet up, have a few drinks, a sing-song and maybe a dance, but unfortunately illness prevented me from attending this year.

For most of the past ten years or so (last year bucked the trend, there was a change of venue) we would converge on The Dublin Castle in Camden, ply the jukebox with pound coins and the bar staff with booze vouchers (money) until we all staggered off into the snow in the wee small hours.

I’ve mentioned before that somehow this song, despite it’s inherent non Christmassy-ness, became one that would get played and sung along to with more verve and vigour than anything else.

And although it’s not meant as a comment on how annoyed I am not to have been there last night (actually, it’s probably right now, as this is getting automatically posted), it suddenly seems rather apt.

So, to all my buddies (in no particular order), to Hel & Neil, Jo & Ian, Gareth & Sophie, Holmesy & Louisa, Ferg & Cazza, Tom & Emma, and to Matt and to Llyr (neither of whom were going to be there anyway), this is for you. Hope you had a top night, despite (or perhaps because of) my absence. Merry Christmas, I love you all (and some of your kids are just about tolerable, I suppose).

And if you didn’t get chance to sing it last night, sing it now:


Inspiral Carpets – This is How it Feels

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I’m Not Too Keen on Mondays

Credit where credit’s due, today’s pick was inspired by it featuring on The A Word last week.

Until then, it hadn’t really occurred to me just how joyfully upbeat and happy this record is.

It was also when writing this that I realised, almost 30 years after it was released, that the drum in the title is plural. Yes, since 1989, I’ve been referring to this record as “She Bangs The Drum”.

Frankly, I’m not sure I can ever show my face in public again.

You, on the other hand, have no such excuse.

So get out of bed.



The Stone Roses – She Bangs The Drums

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Something Changed

Last post for this weekend. Probably.

There can’t be many regular listeners who weren’t saddened by the news that Jarvis Cocker is to stop doing his Sunday Service shows on 6 Music.

Jarvis’ show has been an absolute jewel in the 6 Music crown for the past eight years, and, disappointed as I am, I know that the station has a pretty good  record of employing people who produce consistently interesting, entertaining radio.

So, a fond farewell to Jarvis, and a warm welcome to London’s Night Czar, Amy Lamé, who’ll be taking over the reins.

This seems apt:


Pulp – Something Changed

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Which Reminds Me…

Incoming controversial statement.

I rather like a single by Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds.

Although, it sounds to me like what would happen if The Vaccines happened to cover a certain record by Ricky Martin.

Here’s the evidence:


The Vaccines – If You Wanna



Ricky Martin – She Bangs


Am I right, or am I right?

More soon.