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Boots, Braces And Books

Garry Johnson’s book The Story of Oi – A View From The Dead-End Of The Street , and Chris Ryan’s Skinheads reviewed in Sounds, 3 April, 1982.

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Poetry Olympics Vol. 1

This review of the Poetry Olympics album is from Norwich poetry zine, Speakeasy, issue 2, May, 1982.

Poetry Olympics Vol.1

Recorded live at the Poetry Olympics. Poetry as it should be VERY LIVE. The record features 12 poets, including; Roger McGough, John Cooper Clarke, and Michael Horovitz. Two interesting new comers are Attila the Stockbroker and Seething Wells. Good readers, good poems. One word of advice, if you haven’t heard John Cooper Clarke read sit down before you listen.
(£4 from all round records, 60 Red Cliff Rd. London SW10)

Martin Edwards

Raw And Biting

The anthology Apples and Snakes: Raw and Biting Cabaret Poetry reviewed in Jamming!, number 21, 1984.

Apples and Snakes: Raw and Biting Cabaret Poetry
(Pluto Press, £1.95)

Following the success of the Apples and Snakes cabaret comes this volume of representative work. ‘Here are the rants, raves, screams, and whispers that are the poetry of today’, proclaims the cover.
The intentions of A&S are creditable enough – a return to the idea of poetry as a means of mass communication/information, rather than safe entertainment for a smug elite – though ultimately they are playing to an equally narrow field as their reactionary precursors.
Take Attila the Stockbroker (please!) who reveals his bootboy mentality in ‘Contributory Negligence’ (concerning the beating up of a judge) – ‘He asked for it! He’s rich and snobbish/right wing, racist sexist too!’ Hardly endearing qualities, though merely a listing of traits he knows his ‘hip’ audience will despise, thus justifying his violence.
The original emphasis, it must be remembered, was on performance, and many of these pieces suffer as words on a page. The contributions from John Hegley – hilarious in his deadpan style – appear curious nonstarters in print.
Also, the poets tend to over-reach themselves, writing what they ‘ought’ to, rather than what they know. The most effective pieces come from deeply-felt emotions on a wide range of topics (those by Marsha Prescod, Rory McLeod, Fran Landesman, for example).
Otherwise we have little more than ‘grown -up’ nursery rhymes – the type of crude lavatory humour that typifies most ‘youth’ poetry, from Seething Wells and John Cooper Clarke through to Pat Condell. Politically there is little genuine concern here – were the country ever run by a humane government (a contradiction like ‘living corpse’, but bear with me) this bunch would be at a loss for subject matter.
What is advertised as ‘raw and biting’ is, at the end of the day, as toothless and ineffectual as its declared enemy.

Anthony Blampied

Pop’s Big, Bland Concensus

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

Aerosmith
Permanent Vacation
(Geffen)

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.
Hmmmmmm.

Steven Wells

Verbal Riddim

‘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.