Steven Wells reviews in the NME, 5 September, 1987.
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.
‘What poets like Benjamin, Attila the Stockbroker, Seething Wells, John Cooper Clarke and Linton Kwesi Johnson have done is to demystify poetry and to make it relevant to those people who are likely to listen.’
Benjamin Zephaniah in a decent interview with Soundmaker, 22 January, 1983.
The first of the ranting poetry spoofs of Seething Wells by Ian McMillan from the NME, 23 April, 1983.
Rodger Mcarthy Mcarthy Mcdoodle
Ninth-generation pedigree poodle
Crufts Supreme Champion once
13 shields and 14 cups
Is vet’s-clinic-check-upped twice a week
‘Cos Mummy knows best
And Mummy knows
That whilst Rodger glows with canine health
Money won from Doggy Shows
Rodger’s worth his weight in gold
Rodger got RABID
Rodger went MAD
Sad to relate that man’s-best-mate
Turns nasty when the virus strikes
Come here Rodger!
Rodger bit of Mummy’s head.
This nautical pub was just off the Haymarket. As well as Apples and Snakes gigs, Billy Bragg also ran a night before he made it big. I was his keyboard stand on a few occasions.
There were some great line ups at Apples and Snakes in the early days, this flier from 1985 has Seething Wells, Levi Tafari, Little Brother, Porky the Poet, Nick Toczek, Surfin Dave, the Mad Kiwi Ranter and more.
One top drawer reggae band and two top ranters advertised in the NME, 23 November, 1985.
This 1984 documentary focuses on John Cooper Clarke and also includes Seething Wells, Linton Kwesi Johnson, and Attila the Stockbroker (I’m in the crowd).
The film is from 1984 and was made by Nick May.