The decade the music died

At one time I freely espoused the belief that music released in the 1970's was terrible. To me the seventies had few redeeming features and were largely devoid of any cultural advances. When people talk about music from this decade I think of Mud, Gary Glitter, T-Rex, Thin Lizzy; that sort of thing. As a consequence I considered this decade an artistic wasteland.

But even a cursory glance through my record collection will show I might not have been entirely correct in my notion. All ELO's records from the seventies are represented and I regard Jeff Lynne as a genius. Two of my favourite albums "Man Machine" by Kraftwerk and "Equinoxe" by Jean Michel Jarre were both released in 1978. So what else is in my record collection that finds its roots in the decade that style forgot?

A search for 1970 in Windows media player reveals "Time and a Word" by Yes (no recollection even listening to this), "Tone Float" by Organisation (Kraftwerk links here too) and "Let It Be" by The Beatles. Not the most auspicious of starts.

Things picked up a little in 1971 when Yes released "Fragile", Kraftwerk issued their first album and Bowie put out "Hunky Dory". 1972 saw more of the same embryonic Kraftwrk and early Yes releases that do little to inspire me. 1973 saw a slight upturn in fortunes as the seminal "Tubular Bells" by Mike Oldfield and Vangelis's "Apocalypse Des Animaux" were released. 1974 is all about "Autobahn" and '75 is just more Oldfield and the massively overrated "Radioactivity". The second half of the decade opened with Jarre's "Oxygene" and Peter Gabriel's first solo outing in consecutive years.

The turning point seems to be 1978. The mood on the playlist I created changes here. Giorgio Moroder creates "The Chase" and there is a new yard stick. Jarre and Kraftwerk deliver their afore mentioned master works and one of my favourite Oldfield albums "Incantations" is released. Peter Gabriel steps things up with his second album and Yellow Magic Orchestra release their eponymous debut. Throw in "Warm Leatherette" and a smattering of Japan and you've got an interesting musical landscape.

1979 saw Gary Numan find his feet with "The Pleasure Principle", The Human League introduce "Reproduction", Japan record "Quiet Life" and Sparks release the Moroder masterpiece that is "No 1 in Heaven". The 80's become so close you can smell them. Type anything beginning with "198" in the search box of Windows Media on my laptop and we travel down a different rabbit hole entirely.

No-Man - too good to ignore

In the summer of 2004 I wrote a long post on my then website about the No-Man album "Flowermouth". It was an unashamedly gushing love poem to a piece of work that remains my favourite album. The original article described the start of the love affair thus:

"I bought it on the back of hearing “Simple” on a demo CD given away with a magazine in 1994. I kept coming back to the song and every time I heard it I loved it more and more. I bought the album on a trip into town one weekday; little did I know my life was about to change. I put the CD on and sat down. I moved about an hour later once the CD had finished. Can you name the last CD you sat and listened to all the way through on the day you bought it? I didn’t move. I simply stared at my stereo, awe struck that such a thing of beauty existed."

(I still have that magazine cover CD as I later realised it contained a different mix of “Simple” that I haven’t heard anywhere else. If only I’d had enough foresight to also go out and buy the album on vinyl – it can go for a pretty penny in this over inflated ‘vinyl resurgence’ market.)

Anyway, I bought almost every No-Man release from 1994 onwards and picked up a copy of their first album too. I joined their mailing list (snail mail in those days) and ordered some of the first Burning Shed releases in 2001. Whilst on the mailing list I received a postcard (as was the way back then) advertising a new project by Steven Wilson called “Bass Communication” and caught increasing references to a band called “Porcupine Tree”. However, these were mere sideshows to the main draw and I ignored them (although bizarrely I did buy “Flame” by Barbieri/Bowness – an album that seems inexplicably ignored and has never been reissued). 

And then these side projects seemed to gather momentum and No-Man’s output began to tail off. I guess that “Returning Jesus” was the artistic zenith and, whilst it was not an absolute valedictory, it has been hard to surpass. I moved onto Tim’s solo work and continue to enjoy it very much - it almost fills the No-Man shaped hole in my life. But make no mistake: I am a first and foremost, a fan of No-Man.

Consequently, I now find it strange when I see promotional material and hype stickers attached to No-Man releases referring to “Porcupine Tree’s Steven Wilson” - with a brief mention of some Bowness fellow. It is even stranger to see people weighing up No-Man’s efforts as “a place to dig deeper if you admire Steven Wilson’s work.”

I freely admit to never having heard any music by Porcupine Tree or any of Steven’s solo albums. Weird, given that I have always followed Tim’s efforts outside of No-Man – but I don’t intend on changing this approach. Primarily because No-Man deserve all my attention (there’s no such thing as one listen when it comes to the new vinyl edition of “Returning Jesus”) and secondly because I am afraid I will like Wilson’s ‘other’ work; and my bank balance can’t take a hit like that.

Vinyl in the shed

I've moaned before about sellers on eBay not grading records properly so I'm not about to start again. However my latest haul of wax has led me to question quite where eBay sellers are storing their vinyl.

Having just unwrapped another musty smelling and dust covered album from the 1990's, I can only assume that there are a significant number of people who unplugged their turntables and stuffed their vinyl into a dust filled room for 10 years. A further demotion occurred around the turn of the millennium when the nation's vinyl seems to have been moved into a damp shed.

When people realise there is a full blown vinyl resurgence going on, they fish out those cardboard boxes and list them on eBay.

This means we buyers sometimes get a bargain and other times we end up with yet another charity shop donation. With a bit of love some of these dirty relics can be cleaned up and resurrected but the musty, damp smell remains. I've tried leaving them in a room with a dehumidifier and airing out the sleeves but to no avail.

So if you're ripping all of your CDs to MP3 and thinking of sticking them in the shed; please don't.

Camp nonsense?

It's easy to dismiss the new Pet Shop Boys album "Super" as camp disco nonsense. So let's do that.

The first single "The Pop Kids" has cringe worthy lyrics set to a backing track that is cheesier than a mouse's packed lunch. It's awful; but somehow it gets under your skin. "Happiness" is a cross between Dolly Parton and Front 242 and is as bad as this description sounds. Then suddenly you find yourself tapping your foot and slapping your thigh. Yeeeehaaww.

"Groovy" and "Pazzo" are repetitive, superficial disco poundings that leave little impression. Until you find yourself absent mindedly humming them in the car.

The rest of the album is less pleasing. "Undertow" isn't nearly as good as some people would have you believe and "The Dictator Decides" is just boring. "Say it to me" would have been the perfect single in 1995; but it's 2016. "Burn" features the time-worn lyrical sentiment: "We're gonna burn this disco down before the morning comes". Yaaawn.

If you've heard "Happiness" and "The Pop Kids" you've probably heard the worst of the album and are safe to stray into the rest of it. If you are completely uninitiated to the sound of "Super" then be warned: this camp disco cheese is not for the faint hearted.

So whilst I don't like the album, there is no denying some of the tracks will begin to endear themselves. I guess my gripe is that there's just no beauty. It's all make up, 'suck it in' knickers and high heels. Peel back the layers and there is nothing there.

P.S. Beware of the vinyl pressings. They are supposed to be white vinyl but a large number seems to have black smears across them and even more annoyingly the audio distorts.

Jeff hits gold

A few years ago I lamented over the latest ELO/Jeff Lynne product "Mr Blue Sky" - this CD was a substandard set of re-recordings of ELO's greatest hits. What I really wanted was a new album and 3 years later I have what I wanted in the form of "Alone in the Universe".

First question raised by the appearance of this album is, given that Lynne resorted to the dreaded "covers album" for his last solo outing, can he still write a tune? The answer is yes. No, in fact it's "hell yes, this man can still write a tune". There is no new "Mr Blue Sky" or "Can't Get It Out of My Head" (my favourite ELO track) but the songs make it clear that Jeff knows what he's doing.

Next question is what sound has he gone for? Well it varies between the classic 70's ELO sounds of "When I Was  Boy", the distinctive rock of "Love and Rain", the disco of "One Step at a Time" and the Wilbury's sound of "Dirty to the Bone" - safe ground essentially. And it feels like home.

The whole thing is recorded by Jeff in his home and it is a stunning job. However some of the synth work, despite being very well programmed, does leave you longing for a real strings section (can't believe I just typed that). But this is only a minor criticism. Essentially Jeff has produced a record that will make his millions of fans very happy. Very happy indeed.

Post Script: for the first time ELO will be playing my home city on the upcoming tour associated with 'Alone in the Universe" - however, I won't be going. The 'cheap' seats are £88 rising to £121 if you want a decent central location.

Jarre Electronica Part 1

With the advent of "Electronica1: The Time Machine", Jean Michel Jarre has finally returned to releasing new material. Effectively Jarre has been in the creative wilderness since 1997, so it's unsurprising he has chosen to create an album of collaborations.

Jarre states he has chosen artists that have influenced him and who have helped shape the face of electronic music. On examining the list of collaborators my first thought was "Vangelis turned him down", closely followed by "I bet he didn't even bother asking Kraftwerk". It's possible that Fuck Buttons are only there as Richard James was busy washing his hair and Lang Lang only got a look in as the record company thought it would look good for the far eastern market. I have never heard of M83 or Gesaffelstein and how a dinosaur like Pete Townshend ends up on a Jarre record is beyond my powers of explanation. Otherwise, great choices for collaborations!

Only a handful of the tracks actually succeed in conveying the styles of the contributing parties and remain entertaining. "A Question of Blood" sounds like classic Carpenter and you can spot the aural DNA of Vince Clarke all over "Automatic". "Zero Gravity" is exactly what you would expect of a Jarre / Tangerine Dream collaboration and "Stardust" with Armin van Buuren is an undoubted success. For me the standout track has to be "If...!" with Little Boots; a truly sublime slice of pop electronica.

Less successful tracks are those recorded with people whose links with electronic music are more tenuous (or dare I even say none existent).  "Train and the River", a collaboration with the pianist Lang Lang is dull beyond belief. I can't even begin to describe how bad Pete Townshend's vocals are on the track "Travelator Part 2". Everything else on the album is just middling.

Electronica is being released in a variety of formats. I opted for the "Fan Box" which is effectively a box with the CD/Vinyl and some MP3 codes. The Limited edition £180 (total price £215 by the time part 2 is released next year) deluxe box set is limited to 1000 signed copies and has still not sold out - an indication that even die hard Jarre fans don't think that Electronica has quite hit the mark.

Let's talk about vinyl storage

The worst part about being a vinyl fanatic is finding somewhere to store the stuff. Vinyl record collections increase in size in an insidious but determined manner which is quite beyond the control of the owner. Having spent quite some time ruminating over what to do with my expanding collection, I have finally made some firm decisions.

The majority of my collection doesn’t get played; this is for a number of reasons. Generally I don’t play 7” singles on my turntable as it takes longer to turn on the amp and queue up the record than it takes to listen to it. I don’t own many 12” singles, but those that I do own are generally full of crap remixes and listening to them reminds me how much money I wasted in HMV stores in the 1990’s. I don’t play my Pet Shop Boys collection (yes one of those ‘collectors’) and so it seemed sensible to place all these records into storage. Having made this momentous decision I just had to find a way of keeping them safe. As it turned out the solution was waiting at the next record shop I visited as all of the stock was stored in nifty plastic boxes.

I already owned a few products made by The Really Useful Box Company but I had no idea they made products specifically for vinyl. There are various boxes that once they have the standard lid replaced with an XL lid, can accommodate vinyl (the XL lid bit is important). I bought a couple of 9L XL boxes for my 7" singles and seven 19L XL for LP and 12" singles. You can get much larger boxes but by the time you get 50 LPs in a box it is pretty heavy - the idea of lifting a box full of 95 or 140 LPs sounded like a hernia waiting to happen.

Once these records were safely stowed away my attention moved to the LPs I wished to play regularly. Really Useful Box Company boxes are great for long term storage but not too aesthetically pleasing when placed in the living room. 

Thus I had to turn to the ubiquitous Ikea Kallax range for a more suitable storage solution. Kallax and its predecessors have long been the audiophiles best friend. An 8 shelf unit seemed to have enough storage space for my vinyl and the turntable/amp. I aspire to a 16 shelf unit full of vinyl, or rather I aspire to a house big enough to accommodate a 16 shelf unit. Maybe if  I stop buying as much vinyl I will be able to afford a bigger house.