Late Night Stargazing

Sometimes you have to take a step back and reappraise a song.

For a good while, tonight’s choice became so associated with desperate wannabes auditioning for The X Factor that I couldn’t stand to listen to it.

But it came up on my shuffle earlier and I had forgotten what a stunningly great record it is.

Lana Del Rey – Video Games

More soon.

Late Night Stargazing

Regular readers may recall that a while ago I mentioned that a couple of my friends have had some mental health issues -as have I, in the past (hopefully) – and that I was happy that both felt they could talk about their issues with me.

Shortly after that, one of them contacted me to say that they had been reading *gestures with an air of futility around me* this thing that I do, and had been taking the time to listen to the songs I post. One had particularly impressed them, by Teenage Fanclub, and they confessed to me that they had always been baffled by my allegiance to them, but thought that they may have got them mixed up with The Boo Radleys, who they really didn’t like.

There are many differences between The Boo Radleys and Teenage Fanclub; not least, the worst thing that can happen to you whilst wearing a Boo Radleys T-Shirt is someone might mistakenly think you a fan of Harper Lee’s works; wearing a Teenage Fanclub T-Shirt, on the other hand, can get you banned from various parks and playgrounds.

Anyway, I tried to explain to them that they had the wrong opinion of The Boos, thinking that it might be based on their Britpoptastic breakfast show staple Wake Up Boo! This was not, I said, in the slightest bit indicative of their early work, and I promised I would post something more in keeping soon.

And so here we are, with a single from their magnificent Giant Steps album; like several others in this series, rather than being quiet, introspective, acoustic or bleepy, this falls just about in the “great cacophany of noise” bracket:

The Boo Radleys – Lazarus

And as a special treat, here’s St Etienne’s remix, which I have courtesy of a free cassette given away with an old copy of defunkt music mag Select:

The Boo Radleys – Lazarus (Saint Etienne Remix)

I might post some more from that sometime. What do you reckon?

More soon.

Late Night Stargazing

If you’re struggling with the whole ‘lockdown’, then a tip for you: rather than having the mindset that you have been ordered to stay at home, try to convince yourself that it was entirely your idea in the first place.

To assist, here’s 70s dreamboat David Soul, although I suspect he has more than binge-watching the latest Scandi-noir drama on Netflix on his smutty mind:

David Soul – Let’s Have A Quiet Night In

There’s something rather puzzling about the dots after the the title of the B-Side of that, isn’t there? Is it supposed to be an open-ended statement for us to complete? (“Mary’s Fancy…” what? David? Pants?) Or perhaps it’s two drag queens chatting as Mary, of whom they do not approve, totters past.

Yeh, you’re right: I need to get out more. I’m trying not think about it. Have you not been paying attention?

More soon.

Late Night Stargazing

There have been many send-ups of boy bands over the years, but to my mind very few are as on the button as Newport’s least finest, Goldie Lookin Chain:

Goldie Lookin Chain – You Knows I Loves You

And just to hammer the point home, here’s the accompanying video, only with all of the effin’ and jeffin’ (which I probably should have mentioned before you listened to the song) censored):

More soon (you knows it).

Late Night Stargazing

I’ve don’t really understand tribalism in music.

By which I mean announcing that you like this type of music but not that type. It’s never made any sense to me: why write off a whole music genre when there might, just might, be one or two records lurking in there that will float your boat?

The whole point of music is that’s it’s subjective, that no two people like exactly the same records, that there may be overlaps on the Venn Diagram but no two circles are perfectly aligned.

So generally, when asked to pin my colours to the mast, I’m reluctant to, partly for the reason above, but also because I’m aware that the “only guitar-based records are good” policy I pursued when I was younger led me to missing out on so much.

Looking back, I was still wary of announcing my position in any dispute even back then, although that was probably more to do with trying to avoid looking an idiot in front of my peers than anything else.

For example: why do I have to choose between The Beatles and The Rolling Stones? I don’t like them equally, but to have to choose between the two just seemed ridiculous.

Similarly, in the 1990s at the height of Britpop you had to be either Blur or Oasis. “Why?” I would ask anyone who pressed me. And, on the rare occasion when an answer was proffered it was invariably something along the lines of they very lame: “Because you have to!”

Erm, no I don’t. I liked some Oasis records, but a heck of a lot more Blur records. But I wasn’t going to stop listening to or buying one or the other through some misguided notion of faithfulness.

One way you can tell which of the two band were better is by looking at the output of the main figures after the band’s split:

Oasis: Beady Eye; Noel Gallagher’s High-Flying Birds; Liam Gallagher.

No thanks.

And then look at just the output of Blur mainman Damon Albarn: Gorillaz; The Good, The Bad and The Queen; Mali Music; Monkey; Rocket Juice & The Moon.

And his much over-looked solo album from 2014; here’s the title track and it’s quite wonderful:

Damon Albarn – Everyday Robots

More soon.

Late Night Stargazing

In the same way that Backstreet Boys’ I Want It That Way has been culturally reassessed over the past few years (it’s a great record, always has been), so some other pop records from the same period should rightly be reappraised.

I love this, and I’m more than happy to admit it:

Honeyz – Finally Found

I’m not so keen on the use of the ‘z’, mind.

More soon.

Late Night Stargazing

Sometimes life throws you a bone.

Throughout the week, I will often worry that I won’t be able to think of a song to post in one of my long-running series.

And then something so unequivitably wonderful comes up on shuffle and all my prayers are answered to the point where I find myself wondering how I’ve managed to avoid posting this before.


TLC – Waterfalls

More soon.