Sunday, February 03, 2008

TEN RECORDS HIDING AT THE BACK OF YOUR COLLECTION THAT NO GROWN MAN SHOULD OWN

Having been passed the baton by Mr. Shirt - and being forced to delve into those boxes of unseen 7 inchers to remind myself of what utter classic embarrassing crud I have bought in my time - I somehow have managed to get it all down to 10 - to be honest this could have run to 100s !!

So here goes ..




"Dum-de-dum, dum-de-dum, Mouldy Old Dough" - utter classic - without this punk/hip-hop and death metal would never have happened ....



"nice on Cyril, Nice on son, Nice one Cyril - lets 'ave another one" - deep stuff or what .....



No idea how the heck this thing got to be in my collection - I would love to say I got it from a pile plastic my sister once gave me - but - that is my hand-writing - so I got to admit - IT's MINE (god been meaning to get that of my chest for 3 decades - phew)..



I was young - on a camping holiday to France with the scouts - hung out with some french girl-guides in some provincial town - and ended up buying this - memories hey - the other disk I got that day was Status Quo - Rain, but nothing embarrassing about that - this however is totally unforgivable !



Used to play in a band at school with Mark Wilson and Graham Fallows, this was one of the tracks we played back then - first gig being in Stoke-sub-Hamdon Working Mens Club (1975 or 1976) - how rock-n-roll is that - Mark and Graham went onto somewhat more serious stuff via The Mob - but at the early routes of the Anarcho-Punk movement lurks a dreamy lament on the joys of Sunday Morning (up with the lark - no less) ....



Elkie Brooks - Pearls a Singer - Fucking magic - there - said it - not going to take it back - so there ....



Everything punk was meant to burn and destroy - but lets face it - this one simply rocks ... how uncool is that ...



I have more than one bit of plastic from mr.pedo-pop - but this must be the most hideous of them all .... say no more squire ..



Cat Scratch Fever - Apart from this killer guitar riff - is there anything even slightly cool about Ted ? Now where did I put that bloody rifle ?



1967 - when the rest of the world were getting it on with chemical-altering-mind-explorations - us down here in ZUMMERZET were wrecking our physical-well being with glasses full of the golden-stuff. This must be the Sergent Peppers for the Cider generation - Forget all that Grateful Dead/Merry Pranksters kool-aid-acid-pap, simply pour your self a mug of body-numbing-messed-aound-with-apple-stuff - crank the volume to 10, - drop the needle onto "The Chew Magna Cha Cha" - and float right out there man - trust me - by the time you get the nerve to stick on the classic - "Drink up thy Cider" - you'll be tripping so damn hard - it'll be weeks before you can face looking at a farmer again - without getting the FEAR ... CLASSIC ...

5 comments:

St. Anthony said...

Lieutenant Pigeon ... what a strange bunch, what with that chubby OAP tickling the ivories. I've always loved that tune since seeing them on TOTP at an impressionable age.
I've enjoyed many a Gary Glitter 7" in my time (cue Kenneth Williams style facial expressions and "ooh, don't muck about")... this one is from the old perv's classic era, backed by the authentic Glitter Band and all. It seemed all so innocent in those days (weep, sob).

kek-w said...

You came up trumps. Fucking fantastic selection - what can I say!

Stephen said...
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Dominic Zero said...

Brilliant selection...I actually have a copy of Nice One Cyril, & I fucking hate football.
I think Gary Glitter's greatest moment was @What Your Mother Don't See Your Mother Don't Know.' How apt.

farmer glitch said...

They are indeed classic of a kind ! Nice on Cyril - sort of in denial about that disk - but bought it when it came out and remember loving it (god forgive me) ..

I also share your hatred of the dreaded FB !