Category Archives: Music

Young Marble Giants

The superb Young Marble Giants live in Canada at Vancouver’s Western Front, 6 November, 1980.
Easily one of the best of the post-punk bands. Their single Final Day is a classic of the time.


Vicious Rumours

The cheery as ever NME reviews Vicious Rumours, 5 December, 1987.

Vicious Rumours
The Sickest Men In Town
(Link LP only)

An LP devoid of musical worth, humour and charm from a sarf London skinhead cabaret combo with an alarming propensity to strip off and pretend to shout when a camera is pointed in their direction.
Over anachronistic Lurkers-style guitar, Vicious Rumours sing about ‘good times’ on the pull, on the piss and on the job. Their act is clearly based on the Macc Lads, but i don’t think you’d catch even those numbsulls chorusing, “You’ve gotta whip it out of your pants/You’ve gotta whip it out of your pants/You’ve gotta whip it out of your pants/And dangle your plums.”
Venereal disease, pregnant girlfriends and not getting their ‘share of the women’ would appear to be the only stumbling blocks Vicious Rumours envisage ever having to circumnavigate in life. It is time they addressed themselves to the very real problem of having made a ludicrously poor LP.

DJ Fontana

Pop’s Big, Bland Concensus

Steven Wells reviews in the NME, 5 September, 1987.

Permanent Vacation

Let’s face it, Aerosmith are pussies. This is the sort of stuff that won’t fool fans of True Metal for a minute. No, they’ll have their heads buried in Man ‘o’ Wars muscular sweat – and more fool them.
Aerosmith make great metal-pop liberally poisoned with the usual armadillo-down-the-trousers misogyny and suitably tailored to snare as many American musical virgins as possible. It is the music of compromise, as much a part of pop’s big, bland concenus as Mel & Kim or Five Star.
And if it can occasionally throw up something as superb as ‘Walk This Way’ there are those who would claim that it does so only at the expense of ‘street music’s’ life and vitality (ha!).
The difference is that these boys dress up as rockers and that they occasionally (ahem) rock. Apart from a few bummer tracks, this is an album of “superbly crafted” tunes (to get the pop people), followed up with a good ole rock binge to convince Aerosmith fans that they ain’t buying no faggot shit. If you screw yo ears and whack it up to 78 it could, almost (take lots of drugs as well), be Motorhead.
Aerosmith are not quite as good as The Monkees and almost as big as The Beatles.

Steven Wells

The Notsensibles

The Notsensibles from Burnley profiled in The Wool City Rocker, June-July, 1980.

They’ve brought out two singles ‘Death to Disco’ & ‘(I’m in love with) Margaret Thatcher’, both on their own Redball Records label. The second of these went to no.5 in the Sounds alternative charts. I’m told that they’ve also got an album now out that’s called ‘Instant Classics’.
A fun & slightly anarchic band with a rough & raw sound, they’ve not had an easy time finding venues in their area that’ll accept them. Several of their early gigs were prematurely terminated by management at the venues. Through The Collective they have helped to build up an active scene in the Burnley/Nelson/Colne area.
The band & The Collective had sizeable write-ups in The Guardian & The Artful Reporter last January & the band has regularly had good coverage in some of the national music papers – notably Sounds.
Having worked hard over the past two years in what was a very low-profile local rock scene, they’ve built up a solid following, but are still short of gigs outside their home county. They’re currently trying to line up some Yorks. bookings & should be over here in the autumn. If recent reviews are anything to go by, they should be worth catching.