All posts for the month April, 2016


Hope you’re well! Not much to report here, finally got a Home Taping Is Killing Music tattoo.

Home Taping is Killing Music Tattoo

Home Taping is Killing Music Tattoo

Got an email reminder about some SQL gubbins today and I found this half finished post. I’m just going to post it anyway. Would have been more timely 2 years ago, but, hey. Look at that, this blog is nearly 10 years old.

From about 6 years old I read 2000AD religiously, if you’re of my age (and that’s a distinct possibility) it’s probably had some influence on your own childhood even if it’s only due to the quite awful Sylvester Stallone movie (although this has since been somewhat diminished by the excellent Dredd of late).

My favourite comics though were the one picked up on the corner of Buchanan Street & Argyll Street, a street vendor sold newsstand copies of US comics and other those I had a particular fondness for DC Comics. More specifically I really enjoyed the alternative takes on the heroes such as those from Earth-2 or some other parallel universe where Batman wore the colourful costume of Zur-En-Arh or Superman was made of gold and lived in the Sun or you know, something that was grounded in this reality but slightly warped and alternative.

To go back to 2000AD, the Glaswegian writer Grant Morrison did some work for the comic, perhaps most famously the Superhero saga, Zenith. And again, the most enjoyable chapter of this for me was the war of heroes with many alternative takes from parallel dimensions on long forgotten and not forgotten characters such as an Acid House interpretation of Robot Archie or a grown-up Billy Whizz. All very silly, but I’ve always appreciated a sharp take on alternative histories or the Sci-Fi staple of the Mirror Universe.

Which ultimately brings me to this.


This is the back of the Dayglo Maradona sleeve, most of the following are shown on the back with the exception of Pit-Yackers theme, which thematically looks like The Prodigy – Baby’s Got A Temper.





Dub House Disco maybe? Spackhouse Tottu seems a bit of a dig at Guerilla but I might be off base here. Also seems to be a bit of a riff on Back 2 Basics.





Sueno Latino surely. Manuel Gottsching’s E2-E4 inspired that and I’m sure his influence with Ash Ra Tempel is significant here.






Throbbing Gristle/Ash Ra Tempel/Popul Vuh



I think these are both Happy Mondays/Black Grape riffs. Pit-Yacker is a bit Kermit/Shaun Ryder inspired.


Not sure about this one.


The only one that physically exists (so far), this is Julian Cope working the balearic rave sound of 1989, remixed by Andrew Weatherall and recalling his remix work of that time really well. Available on White 12″ from Rough Trade. The sleeve recalls Bocca Juniors – Raise pretty well. And although I can’t quite discern it from this particular track, it’s worth noting the influence of Thrashing Doves – Jesus On The Payroll across these tracks.


Perfecto Allstars – Pigbag a bit? Certainly the superstar DJ cult of Oakenfold must have some influence over the characterisations.


EMF surely?



Could be any one of a number of famous Dutch DJs, (Armand Van Helden isn’t Dutch is he?)



Glasgow’s Slam ran a club night in the Sub Club called Atlantis for many years. I spent many nights there in various states. Sheer Taft released a track called Atlantis on Creation records. I don’t think either of these is depicted here though. More likely something like E2-E4


This is such a great track, sprinkles of Finitribe – Monster In The House/Animal Farm (Foghorn Leghorn & Sweep samples) and again a bit of the Mondays. Also Fluke’s remix of World of Twist – She’s A Rainbow seems quite relevant here.


Guessing Adamski, Liveanddirect. Also remininscent of Underworld – Big Mouth & the Sandals – We Wanna Live. Particularly the DSS remix involving Sabres & David Holmes.


Not sure about this one, Bocca Juniors follow up to Raise (referenced above) was Substance, touching on Aleister Crowley in it’s lyrics but I’m not really seeing the connection with Werwolf(sic).

Last Tango In Paris lyrics

Sugary drinks across the ages,
Tales of pick-me-ups by sages,
Caffeinated to the max,
Delivering drinks down ancient tracks,
‘The King of Vienna needs some sugar,
You’re heading east, you lucky bugger.’

Red Bull comes in cans, I know,
I’ve followed its career,
Since I chanced upon its Austrian debut,
It was 1987 and our youth team played East Tyrol,
Where the fighting hordes are few.
So we loaded up with Kola Max,
We loaded up with sickly snacks,
Got overloaded on the aeroplane,
Then descended as one sugary mass,
We crossed the tarmac,
Reached the grass,
Then retched collectively, ooh!

(Pause) Let’s start again.

Sugary drinks across the ages,
Tales of pick-me-ups by sages,
Caffeinated to the max,
Delivering drinks down ancient tracks,
‘The King of France, he needs some sugar,
You’re heading south, you lucky bugger.’

Red Star, Paris: green-and-white,
A year or so ago,
Your soft drinks were all gone long before Half Time,
So I had to mug a tourist fairly near the Eiffel Tower,
Half a Tango is no crime!
Your Honour, it was lack of fizz,
Your Honour, Coke won’t do the biz,
And your baggage handlers cracked the fizz I’d packed,
If you run a Euro football club,
We Anglos don’t all need the pub,
White sugar: it’s a fact.

(School choir)

Mick collects the kind of drinks that keep you up all night,
All you kiddies, too much pop will make you sick,
Unto every son and daughter,
Give them juice and give them water,
Then there’s all the more for Mick.

Was it the first Vimto in Cannock?
No, it was the last Tango in Paris,
Was it the final Britvic in Bury?
No, it was the last Tango in Paris.
It was not the penultimate Coke in Berlin
Quaffed down with a bongload of charis;
Indeed, it would go down in history
As the last Tango in Paris.
Was it the final R. White’s in Westminster?
No, it was the last Tango in Paris.
It was not the penultimate Tizer in Hull,
It was the last Tango in Paris.
Was it the ultimate Fanta in Nazi Germany?
The last Dr. Pepper on Broadway?
The last Kia-Ora to escape from Andorra?
Just take this Ribena and go away.

Was it the last Dandelion and Burdock in the Quantocks?
No, I won’t speak of it longer,
The only contender was My Mum’s Cola,
And that’s only because it’s stronger.
Was it the second-to-last Irn Bru in the Shetlands?
Or the final Corona on Skye?
Well, me I can’t answer,
All clammy and sweaty,
Just gimme one quick or I’ll die.