Tuesday 26 March 2024

Equus: The Fall - The Legend Of Xanadu (21 February 1993)



Having played a number of tracks from it during October 1992, Peel returned to the NME’s 40th anniversary celebration album, Ruby Trax, to play The Fall’s version of a 1968 Number 1 hit for Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick and Tich.

When I started devouring 60s British pop music during 1992, I saw two tracks by Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick and Tich on the BBC’s Sounds of the Sixties TV show: the clattering, unstoppable charge of Hold Tight (1966) and the tribal infused, lyrically opaque Zabadak (1967). I loved the former, as did Quentin Tarantino, who used it in the soundtrack to his 2007 film, Death Proof.  Put Hold Tight up against any other piece of buzzsaw, freak beat pop from 1966 by The WhoThe YardbirdsSmall Faces etc and it stands up well.  There was a woman on my BTEC performing arts course called Jean, who 30 years earlier had gone out with Peter Noone, shortly before his band Herman’s Hermits became successful. Given that she had known an actual 60s popstar, Jean tended to be my go-to option to ask for an opinion on various bands I’d discovered. I asked her about Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick and Tich and she told me that the perception about them back in the 60s was that they were a bit of a novelty band. Zabadak was of a piece with the group’s singles moving away from the hard rock directness of Hold Tight towards quirkier records which saw the group adopt different musical styles for each release. This may have been because their A-sides were written for them by a songwriting team, Ken Howard and Alan Blaikley, and the need to make each one sound ear-catching and different led them down various routes such as the Zorba the Greek rip-off of Bend It, the Latin American knees-up of Save Me or, as mentioned earlier, the African rhythms of Zabadak.

I swallowed the orthodoxy that Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick and Tich were no more than a party band, in it for a laugh and playing a game to see how many exotic sounds they could hit on to get on the radio, in lieu of having nothing interesting or profound to say.  As I’m shortly about to celebrate my 48th birthday, I’m now able to be far less harsh than I was in my youth and can recognise that their records were, first and foremost, amazing productions as well as musically exciting, especially given that, as far as I can tell, they actually played those same exotic instruments on the recordings.
The Legend of Xanadu was their masterpiece. A dark tale of lost loves and haunting memories, set to a Mariachi feel, with Spanish guitar, bombastic brass and a whip crack effect which saw Dave Dee actually brandish a proper bullwhip whenever the group promoted the record.
The Fall’s version of it is taken at a faster pace, which I prefer to the original which is guilty of dragging a little in its final minute.  Mark E. Smith opens with a clarion call of his own, but delivers the lyric in respectfully, deadpan style. There’s a synth effect to replicate the whip crack and they incorporate their own version of the brass figure in the playout.  All in all, they do Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick and Tich proud. 
Peel played the two versions back to back on Radio 1 on 23 October 1992, stating that if he was ever invited to appear a second time on Desert Island Discs, he would include The Fall’s version of The Legend of Xanadu among his 8 choices of record. Unfortunately, this had been but a glint in Mark E. Smith’s eye when Peel had appeared on the show in January 1990.


Videos courtesy of inviciblesticks (The Fall) and Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick and Tich - Topic.

Friday 22 March 2024

Equus: 11:59 - The Ticket (21 February 1993)



Having just posted that if I could live my record buying youth all over again, I would have bought more jungle and trip hop records, it’s nice it is to see the latter represented here.  I appreciate that insiders will be urgently flagging me down to tell me that 11:59 were first and foremost Conscious hip hop, but that languid, loping bassline and drum pattern together with those tasteful Moog squelches, shimmering Mellotron and a shout out to Massive Attack - among many others - in the coda show where the group’s head was at, sonically, when they recorded the Ruff Life EP.

The Ticket does a wonderful job of both advertising 11:59’s skills to those who may not have previously heard of them, and promoting a sense of communal wellbeing between them and other like-minded bands and artists.  If tonight were the last night of 11:59’s lives, the people mentioned in the coda are who they would want to spend that night with.  The ticket could be entry to a private party, but I think it may well run a little deeper than that.  
I’m currently reading The Custard Stops at Hatfield, the 1982 memoir by Peel’s former Radio 1 colleague, Kenny Everett. In the late 1960s, Peel used to say about the brilliantly creative Everett, Kenny knows. A statement which, at the time, meant everything and nothing. In 11:59’s view, those who hold the ticket also “know”, and with the confidence of youth and talent, they believe that allying with them will make them unstoppable. The confidence is infectious, contagious and irresistible.

Video courtesy of UKStandTall.

Monday 18 March 2024

Equus: The Moog - Jungle Muffin [Micky Finn Remix] (21 February 1993)



I’m really pleased that Peel played this track from The Moog Remix EP, because when I was prepping the blogpost on the Mercy remix of Live Forever from the same EP, I got the chance to listen to all four tracks that were on it, and the Micky Finn* remix of Jungle Muffin was by far and away my favourite track.  I was seduced by the jungle vibe to the mix and it’s caused me to look ahead with hope that as the early and mid 90s Peel shows get covered here, I’ll get to enjoy more jungle music and appreciate it more than I did 30 odd years ago.  If I had my record buying youth again, I’d have stocked up on more jungle and trip hop records alongside the Britpop I was gorging myself on at the time.  I’ve lamented my youthful tunnel vision on this previously, and happily my notes for this edition of John Peel’s Music promise some further potential jungle treats subject to availability and me not going off the track…**

Compared to the original mix, Finn’s mix works in a couple of dub interludes, ostensibly to give the track space to breathe. The Italo-piano break is still in both versions so as to firmly remind us that this was still 1992/93 and some of-their-time conventions still had to be acknowledged, but the persistent noise of the Star Wars blasters sounds like one of dance music’s new developments killing off a previously dominant form and announcing itself in thrilling style.

Video courtesy of NEINSHIT

*Not that one. Or this one.
** I think it’s available, but if it’s what I just heard, it may miss out.***
*** It’s not currently available.

Tuesday 12 March 2024

Equus: Admiral Bailey - Butterfly (21 February 1993)



I had hoped that this was a tune about sex and that the butterfly of the title referred to the sexual technique, the Venus Butterfly. Whenever I include a reggae/dancehall track on this blog, I always check West Indian patois dictionary sites to see whether words on the records have alternative meanings in Carribbean dialect. You can imagine how my spirits soared when the index for one dictionary had it spelled buttafly.  Here we go, I thought, confirmation that Admiral Bailey is singing about anal sex.  Giddy up, giddy up just seemed to offer further encouragement to that line of thinking.  New style come up (“He’s talking about his cock”), yes it was all becoming clear. 

And then I clicked on the link and discovered that buttafly is indeed patois for er…butterfly and I must reluctantly concede that it’s about a dance craze which was sweeping the clubs and if Bailey is to be believed, was conquering the world as well. 
Any disappointment about this banality is tempered by the fact that it’s a tremendous piece of music and in the reggae dominated singles charts of 1993-95, I’m surprised it never got picked up for wider release. It could have been a Loco-Motion for the 1990s.

Video courtesy of IrOnLiOnZiOn92
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Friday 8 March 2024

Equus: Headcleaner - Ace of Spades [Peel Session] (21 February 1993)



The Peel Session which Headcleaner recorded for Radio 1 on 14 June 1992 ended up falling between the cracks as far as this blog was concerned. I make selections from shows which John Peel hosted while I was rehearsing or performing in plays and shows. I don’t select from programmes that went out while I was taking any extended break from drama. I spent July to September 1992 not in rehearsals for anything, which is why nothing comes from any of Peel’s programmes in that period.  As a result, I missed both the original broadcast of Headcleaner’s session on 4 July 1992 and its repeat on 18 September 1992.  For anyone who had missed it, Strange Fruit put the session out before the end of the year.  

It may have been from this record that Peel played their version of Motorhead’s signature song, Ace of Spades at the request of a listener to his BFBS show who thought it would be funny to hear it again. Headcleaner’s version rocks as hard as the original, but is undercut by the vocalist singing it in the style of Fozzie Bear.   Singing in this style made their version stand out at least, though their own material from the session, such as Attitude, is a bit more of a coin-flip in terms of acceptance.  

Video courtesy of VibraCobra23 Redux.

Saturday 2 March 2024

Equus: Exquisite Corpse - What a Life (21 February 1993)



You are going to need some patience with this track given that it takes until around the 2:15 mark before someone turns off the alarm clock and starts dropping the beat. My apologies also to anyone who sees the artist name Exquisite Corpse and anticipates 40 seconds of artery shredding noisecore and instead gets 11 minutes of beautifully pleasant techno music.  The pleasantness clearly affected John Peel’s concentration when he programmed this into his playlist for 21/2/93 on BFBS, because having apologised at the end of the previous week’s programme for what he felt was a rather disorganised show, he put What a Life in as the programme’s closing track and found he’d mistimed it and still had a couple of minutes to go before the station’s next news bulletin. As a result, listeners were treated to a repeat sample of it to take them up to the news.

Exquisite Corpse started off as a side project for Dutch DJ Robbert Heynen and the Reassembling Reality EP, which featured What a Life as its lead track, was his last solo release under this name before he expanded the project to a duo with Debbie Jones.  I like to think that receiving angry letters from misled Disemboweled Corpse fans prompted their subsequent name change to XqST.

Video courtesy of x0rr07