Saturday, 31 July 2010

The snot that was blown around the world


It's gone C-R-A-Z-Y at chez Den of late with owt not nailed down heading to the trash can, charity shop or foisted onto unsuspecting relos. I was thinking 'bout the blog the other day and I may change the bent of things in the future but in the meantime lets keep it in the cross hairs.



I've dug this one out after snaffling in L.A. last summer and most was familiar but I'd forgot just how good the whole record is. Spoilt for choice peeps but I found this nice live clip for you lot. Great, intelligent pop- just the way it should be...and with teeth- not like most of that wet indie pap floating around in the bowl at the moment in S1. Kathleen Hanna also has a blog which you can find here. She is one fierce lady! I think I may have met her as a scared teen in '93 when Huggy Bear were doing that split LP with Bikini Kill and I went to an instore signing but I was too terrified to look any of 'em in the eye...





A welcome return to the man who sounds like he's been eatin' razor blades for breakfast and throwing anvils and other rag and bone detritus down a fire escape on his later recordings. Anyways, just picked this up in a 10 way trade and again had forgot how good it was. Fracture your tupee and box yo brains to Tom's ode to bachelorhoodism...




Curve ball time from Den (apologies for the muddy sound but there were no other decent clips on the tube). Usually I avoid Cuban stuff like the plague (never trust a Northener who claims to like Cuban music...they are cut from the same cloth as those drones who drink in Irish theme bars)...anyway I dunno what El Watusi is all about but it grills my meat and time of the week.




With an Uncle of the calibre of Prince Phillip you'd think that Louise Cordet would have a nice line of banter inbetween the songs during her gigs. Who knows what went on at them. I guess she didnt have much time to flap the gums appearing 10th on the bill at the Ipswich Gaumont for all five minutes without a proper hit to her name. Check out her version of Mary Wells' "Two Lovers" for more shits and giggles...


Wednesday, 21 July 2010

I've got a snapshot of your Aunt Maureen


It's all hard yacker at Chez Den at the mo with much decorating in the midst. I've been out to Salford to the High Tease and witnessed some great (and some not so great) burlesque acts and be annoyed by a bunch of knicker-wetting teeny-boppers who were out having their first legal drinks. And boy did they drink and yack and yack and yack. Anyway, I bring to you my usual booshwash, hot little mice and eyeball pleasers. Take it down, Padres.



I was dwelling on this the other day that I don't often return to the depths of Densville with my posts bombarding you poor web fiends with a slew of new stuff each time. Anyhow, I return to Germany and 1998 with the fantastic Hamburg-based Mobylettes (long since split I discovered this week). I can't get enough of these gals even going as far to buy the mp3 of their second LP 'Catch as catch can' available here v.v.cheap. A hell of a lot better than they really ought to be I can't get enough of 'em. This is a perfect slice of sixties-inspired girl pop! I just can't get my biscuit snatchers on any of their platters...the German version of "I'll never fall in love again' will follow at some point the future, peeps.




I really can't get enough of Russ and Ron and after snagging 'Whomp that sucker' (best LP title ever??) I bring to you a ravenous audience lapping up a red boiler- suited Sparks c1975. Is he struggling with those high notes??? Who gives a fig!


And here we have an instrumental from a convicted murderer. The Peter Sutcliffe R 'n' B combo bring you "Torpedo Rock" from c1964....

Only kidding folks it's everybody's favourite nut-job Phil Spector!




Recently spied at Burly Q Gypsy Charms brings a touch of class to this Dietrich tribute that knocked my socks off. I've seen others attempt to 'do' Dietrich that have been more car crash than anything resembling the class displayed by this Edinburgh beauty. I gave her a cracker that was out of date as well...though that's another story!

Wednesday, 14 July 2010

Dennamite!


I'm back after what seems like ages with a full on proper post for the Denettes out there. According to the recent Record Collector (you know the mag with a penchant for Clapton and typo's) mp3 blogs have been dropping like flies and there demise was celebrated within the £4 pages of RC (who can't even get the crossword right!). Well, copyright aside I've found many a track on an mp3 blog that I've gone on to buy. Anyway, I ain't gonna let those chumps at RC fry my wig.



So first up is The Troggs and their infamous Troggs tapes. Yes it's full o' effin' and jeffin' my favourite bit is the bit where he calls Ron a 'pranny'. Yup this is a Troggamix but this gives you an idea of the japes, shits and giggles goin' on down in Wiltshire with da Troggs. Do you fink that some cider may have been supped during these sessions...? And to top it off for you zipheads we have the Troggs actually playing. Although there is some stupid chat at the start at least they made it to the end without calling anyone a fuckin' cuntin' bastard pranny!





Not really much to say about this but if you can't larf what can you do???




And so I've watched (and caused much Fbook dbate) the Back to the future trilogy with parts 1 & 2 coming out on top and 3 lagging behind in the Den top ten. And so buttheads I've scoured youtube for various kicks and trust me there is plenty of bloopers but I particularly like this alt. ending with a nice two-fingers up to the dullsville/ tedium of Star Trek. Take it away boys. This is heavy...Eric Stoltz as Marty!?


More next time peeps- plenty of the Q coming up with my pending trip to Salford at the weekend...!

Thursday, 1 July 2010

If you say you are something


Heading in to the long summer lull of non- Burly Q action and it's time to pick myself and dust myself down to snarf up some new stuff. I hit gold at the flea market with one at the flea market and one on the tube that was talked about in the great Joe Di Maggio book by Richard Ben Cramer. So were on short-time this week but I'll return to the coal face v.v.v. soon




I've really over-egged the Den pudding in the past with lots of Cliff eggs but left his square backing band to one side...that is until now! I like nothing better than snarfing a hot side from the flea market, particularly when you feel like you're getting a bargain that the schmo selling them don't know about. This one is backed by the mysterious sounding Maroc 7 which doesn't get much better than the title. This one is from '67 and reminds me a little of the glam rock beast that is lurking on the horizon 4/5 years later. The Shads do glam? Now that would be worth a listen. Remember tho folks: you can get your fingers burnt on these dudes. If it don't fly on the first listen it's destined for the charity shop/ dumpster.

The Shadows- Bombay duck



What a douche. He's mad on money and he beats Marilyn...but that is not the materiel of a good ol' swingin' '40's tune...