Friday Night Music Club

Tonight, in a week where confessions are back in vogue, even if they’re not entirely sincere, some answers for you.

Chiefly: what exactly was I up to at the end of last year when I didn’t post anything for a couple of months?

Well, for a start, I definitely wasn’t attending a jolly at Downing Street. Oh no. But if I was, I reckon I’d be able to identify it as a jolly, and not claim to have thought it was a working meeting. For a start, in either case, what the hell would I be doing there? I have no idea how to govern a country…..oh. Fair point.

Long time readers will recall that I moved house at the start of October, out of That London to the glorious environment that is Peterborough (I’m currently reading comedian and actor Miles Jupp’s hilarious Fibber in the Heat which contains this description of Indian city Nagpur: All that I can say about it at first glance is that it was like an Indian version of Crewe or Peterborough – somewhere that you would only really visit deliberately if you were hoping to experience the sensation of changing trains which made me laugh a lot) and me and my conscience couldn’t square off writing bloggy things when I really should be unpacking and sorting my new home out. So I set myself a rule: no more blogging until I’ve got my new place sorted.

What this failed to take into account was a) how lazy I am, and b) how much I like to take drink on a Friday night, which is when I usually write most of my posts. Yes, that means that much of what you read here has been prepared when I’m if not drunk, then I’m very much on the way. Which may explain some of the choices I’ve made about what I think is a good idea to write about.

To get round this self-imposed embargo, Friday nights were spent putting together a new playlist, the idea being that it would trumpet my return to the blogging arena. But it turns out, I’m a man who needs a deadline, for the playlist in question grew and grew and grew and got tweaked and rearranged every Friday night until eventually I had a mixed set I was pretty happy with.

The only problem was that it was over 6 hours long, at which point I took on board a previous comment from Swiss Adam over at Bagging Area once left for me: “I enjoy doing long mixes too but sometimes wonder whether people have the time to commit to listening to them.”

Which is an absolutely fair point; the mixes I do are meant to accompany a stay-at-home-Friday-night, but I also very much appreciate that 6 hours is a) a lot of time to invest in a playlist poorly mixed by a drunken oaf, b) a lot of time to be drinking at home (you lightweights), and c) I’m up against some stiff competition, what with every celebrity in the world doing some podcast about puddings they like or favourite trousers they once owned or some such.

So, I’ve split said mix down into six constituent parts, all around a much more manageable hour (or so) long each. If you’ve downloaded previous playlists, they should still work as a whole, whilst also working as an individual mix in its own right.

Tonight, the first part, which is probably the most disparate of the lot. A good chunk of it is very pop, but before we get there, we go a little bit crusty, and also tip a hat at a feature JC briefly did over at The Vinyl Villain, where for a short time he featured bands who never quite made the grade, and which he called – quite brilliantly and appropriately – “Indie Landfill”.

Whilst I was disappointed when JC called a halt to this series, I understood where he was coming from in doing so. In his book 31 Songs, Nick Hornby talks about how it’s so much easier to write about records you don’t like than explain what it is about songs you do. JC’s justification was that it was all a bit too negative for a blog about records he loves, which is absolutely fair enough.

But I thought the Indie Landfill idea was something someone could have a lot of fun with, so I did toy with the idea of asking JC if I could take over the series, but then remembered that about five years ago I promised him I’d contribute something about The Wonder Stuff for his wonderful ICA (Imaginary Compilation Album) series which I never delivered on, so decided against it. JC, if you’re reading this, the offer’s there. There are three consecutive candidates for inclusion towards the start of this mix. You’ll spot them, I’m sure.

So, on to tonight’s mix, the first in a series of six which I’ll post over the next six weeks, and, assuming I’ve done more in the meantime, I’ll continue afterwards.

Usual disclaimer: any skips and jumps are down to the mixing software; any mis-timed mixes are down to me.

One thing to add: the first record in this mix got added at the last minute. I’ve not had time to write a piece about the brilliance that was Ronnie Spector, who passed away this week, so I figured I’d honour her by letting her most famous record kick this mammoth playlist off. This does not mean I now like the film Dirty Dancing, which remains the source of my most embarrassing moment.

And in any event, Swiss Adam has put it far better than I ever could, here.

Ladies and Gentleman, listen to this and raise a glass to Ronnie:

Friday Night Music Club Vol 6.1

And here’s the track listing (and I should explain – the third track: I’m not a fan, it’s there purely as a response to the second…awww, you know how I do things by now…):

  • The Ronettes – Be My Baby
  • The Beloved – Hello
  • Roxette – Joyride
  • Boy Kill Boy – Suzie
  • Chapel Club – All The Eastern Girls
  • Reverend And The Makers – Heavyweight Champion Of The World
  • New Model Army – Vagabonds
  • The Levellers – 15 Years
  • The Charlatans – Weirdo
  • Paris Angels – Scope
  • Madonna – Hung Up
  • Estelle (Feat. Kanye West) – American Boy
  • Rachel Stevens – Sweet Dreams (My L.A. Ex)
  • Rihanna – S.O.S.
  • Girls Aloud –Biology
  • Stereolab – French Disco
  • Wet Leg – Wet Dream

More soon (specifically: Vol 6.2 this time next week)

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6 thoughts on “Friday Night Music Club”

  1. Tremendous mix…..talk about getting folk off their arse and onto a dance floor, imaginary or otherwise!

    I’m up for anyone taking over/contributing to the ongoing efforts at TVV, whether with that ICA for The Wonder Stuff (a band I should have had a stab at myself), or if you wished to revive Indie Landfill, either at my place or in here.

    1. Cheers JC. I love doing these mixes, but they generate the least feedback, so it’s lovely of you to take the time.

      On the matter of contributing: I honestly thought I must have blotted my copybook with the failure to make The Wonder Stuff ICA materialise. I did have a couple of goes when I first suggested it, but wasn’t happy with the results. Pledged to return to it, never did…Will sharpen my metaphorical pencil and give it another go, along with something for the Indie Landfill series.

      There, I’ve said it now…

  2. I very nearly moved to Peterborough about 20 years ago, but life took a swerve and I ended up in Norwich instead. On the subject of unpacking, I’ve been in my ‘new’ gaff for 15 months now and there are still loads of boxes to unpack. Every now and then I feel inspired to rifle through one of them, but just as quickly the inspiration fades and there they sit.
    I’m about two thirds of the way through the mix and am surprised at the tunes I’ve recognised despite thinking I wouldn’t. For instance the band name Boy Kill Boy means nothing to me, yet Suzie rings distant bells, the same goes for Estelle and American Boy. I clearly must’ve heard them somewhere along the line. It’s strange what the brain chooses to hold on to. There are people I’ve worked with for five years whose names I still can’t remember.

    1. It’s more of a move back for me, as I grew up in a small village (with a cheese named after it) not far away. I’d say you swerved well though sir!

      As for the mix, chucking some tunes in folks may have forgotten about, or maybe never heard before, I’d one of the things I love about doing them. More of the same (but less “pop”) when Part 2 lands tomorrow!

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