Showing posts with label Future Of The Left. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Future Of The Left. Show all posts

Wednesday, 12 April 2017

The Devil's Music

You Need Satan More Than He Needs You by Future Of The Left

I revived this series because the original was fun and it was quite popular among you lot. This time around though it has been greeted with almost complete indifference. Owing to some level of OCD I had to keep going to reach a nice round number before I ended it, so this is the tenth and final instalment of this incarnation of The Devil's Music. I have to say, the Prince Of Darkness is a little disappointed - he had quite a few other tunes he wanted to share with you. It took quite a bit of persuading to keep him from forcing them upon you.

In the end, we agreed this would be the final tune. He reckons the title is apt. I'm happy to include one of my favourite Welsh bands, so it's a win-win.



Monday, 30 January 2017

Memories of 2017 gigs #1

Here we go again - more late nights and assaulted eardrums...

Future Of The Left
Clwb Ifor Bach, Cardiff - 27th January 2017
Support: USA Nails, Frauds

Small independent venues are the lifeblood of our music scene. Independent Venue Week is a way of celebrating them, though to be fair the best way of supporting them is to actually visit them more than once a year. All the same, Future Of The Left like to do a homecoming show each year and so it was back to Clwb Ifor Bach for a heavy dose of loud, raucous behaviour.

Have to say, openers Frauds were well worth turning up for. A two-piece from Croydon, they take the drums/guitar format and make it sound like there's a full supporting cast on stage. Loud? You bet, but good tunes too and a lot of fun.



London punks USA Nails seemed to do a lengthy soundcheck when they took to the stage. Didn't they do one beforehand? Their singer seemed to have a degree of arrogance about him that seemed out of place for a support band. He came across like he didn't want to be there. That continued throughout their set which I have to say I struggled with. Sure, they sounded tight enough, but the songs didn't really go anywhere and failed to hook me. Our Mate Colin seemed to enjoy them, but I personally wasn't sorry when they finished.


Future Of The Left always draw a bit of a crowd, but this particular show was packed, a sell-out in fact. It also boasted the most enthusiastic, middle-aged mosh pit I think I've ever witnessed. Falco was on top form as ever, stopping the opening song Adeadmanalwayssmellsgood as an audience member was clapping out of time, before berating a Welsh-speaking heckler for not heckling in English.

Then there was the revelation that he and bassist Julia are parents-to-be. "Don't get up on the stage, because I don't want you to, Julia's pregnant and my drinks are here. The two most important things in my life." The audience paid heed to Falco's request, but they were by no means passive with plenty of rather impressive crowd-surfing and moshing going on from start to finish.

The set covered the whole decade of the band's existence including a healthy dose from last year's 'The Peace And Truce Of' album, though the long-time crowd-pleasers remain present. I did glance over at Our Mate Colin during Manchasm as the repeated refrain "Colin is a pussy / A very pretty pussy" was hollered. He seemed unphased... Other tracks of note (for me) were Arming Eritrea, In A Former Life, You Need Satan More The He Needs You, the splendidly-titled If AT&T Drank Tea What Would BP Do, and best of all How To Spot A Record Company

I kind of knew what to expect from this show having seen Future Of The Left before, but it certainly wasn't a let-down.

There is a real dearth of decent FotL live material, so I'm posting a couple of studio tracks instead. Sorry 'bout that...


Wednesday, 20 July 2016

Welsh Wednesday #96

French Lessons by Future Of The Left

I've already espoused Cardiff's Future Of The Left in numerous previous posts, but today I'm featuring an altogether different type of track from them. It's quieter and more reflective. According to bassist Julia Ruzicka: "French Lessons is a song (and it is a song) about love and marriage, principally concerned with the idea that both are a trap where both sexes are forced to fill predetermined roles which limit then crush their human spirit and joy. This, of course, is absolute horseshit. If you make it dull, contemptible or lifeless then that's on you. There's a bit at the end about a unicyclist, who really exists in space and time. He emailed us. He wasn't happy."

I shall, of course, take her word for it. Julia, as well as being a brilliant bass player, also seems to dabble in making videos for the band. She directed and produced the one for French Lessons. Can't tell you if it has anything whatsoever to do with the song - who knows what goes on in an artist's mind - but I'm pretty sure there's no mention of penguins in the lyrics...



Friday, 18 December 2015

From Inside The Pod Revisited #14

This was one of my favourite pods back in the day. Looking at the tracklisting today I'm not surprised - there's some great tunes on it, and a real mix. As always, the text remains pretty much untouched from the orignal article written four years ago. The rant about Simon Cowell is still relevent. I keep digging and trawling for new music and have managed to avoid every single episode of the X Factor ever since it started. I don't think that's likely to change any time soon.


Pod 11: Illumination
(first published January 2011)

After struggling to come up with a single idea for a title for this podcast, I finally settled on 'Illumination' for two reasons. First, it is the title of one of the tracks and acts as a tribute to its singer who passed away prematurely just a week or two ago. Secondly, and perhaps more importantly, it shows the breadth of diversity in music that constantly entriches our lives. Simon Cowell would have us all believe its about young pretty boys and girls, a Christmas number one and loads of money in his bank account. But Cowell can kiss my lily-white arse. If you really want to light up your life with music, you have to open your mind, go in search of it and immerse yourself in the wonder of what amazingly talented people there are out there beyond horrible mainstream TV and radio. Ten more examples of such delight are presented here in another illuminating podcast.


1. Rachel Goodrich The Black Hole (2008, Tinker Toys)
It's hard to classify an artist like Rachel Goodrich. Is she pop, folk, indie, retro? Her music seems to cover all these grounds and more. She has a new album - her second - due for release next month.

2. Broadcast Illumination (2000, Extended Play 2 EP)
The sad passing of Broadcast's Trish Keenan this month proved to me once more that life is a fragile thing and that it matters not if you are good or bad, talented or not, it gets us all in the end, sometimes, like Trish, far too soon. Broadcast were/are extremely well respected in electronic-indie circles and this track illustrates beautifully their atmospheric minimalist psychedelia.

3. Joy Division Dead Souls [pitch corrected] (original 1980, Still; this version 2010, A Recycle Sampler)
Thank the lord for nerds. If it weren't for the kinds of music geeks over at thepowerofindependenttrucking, neworder-recycle or smithsrecycle, we wouldn't have brand spanking new remasters of iconic music like this new version of the track which originally appeared on the b-side of 'Love Will Tear Us Apart' pitched too high. These guys are working through the back catalogues of New Order, Joy Division and the Smiths to clean-up and correct the originals far better than the so-called professionals who have continually messed up with each set of official re-releases. Yes indeed, nerds of the music world - take a bow!

4. Signe Tollefsen Down By The Water (2011, Baggage)
Dutch/American singer-songwriter Signe Tollefsen is a rising star in Holland and is an in-demand support act for established artists. Her newest release, a six-track EP, contains intriguing re-interpretations of other people's songs. Nestling between versions of tracks by Michael Jackson and David Bowie is this amazing take on PJ Harvey's 1995 single. It's only January and I think I've already found one of my tracks of 2011.

5. Frank Turner Try This At Home (2009, Poetry Of The Deed)
Like a 21st Century Billy Bragg, Frank's folk-punk is gaining him an increasingly massive following thanks in no small part to his hectic live shows and festival appearances. I love the sentiment of this track - music is in all of us and we could all do something a damn-sight more meaningful and relevant with a guitar than many of today's "rock stars". Do it!

6. James Vincent McMorrow From The Woods!! [edit] (2011, Early in The Morning)
The debut album from this Irish singer-songwriter draws on the "darker, less spoken about aspects of life, solitude, disillusionment" in novels by Roald Dahl, John Steinbeck and F Scott Fitzgerald. Musically, there are obvious parallels with Bon Iver, but James is picking up enough plaudits on his own merits without the lazy comparisons. By the way, I had to tweak this to make it more podcast friendly, using the intro of an earlier version of the song, and cutting out a bit of 'dead-airtime' in the middle. So what you get here is a unique mix!

7. Miranda Sex Garden Lovely Joan (1992, Iris)
Back in August, podcast number 3 included a track by the Mediæval Bæbes featuring Katharine Blake. I said I would post something by her original band - so here you go. Miranda Sex Garden began as an a capella trio busking in Covent Garden singing traditional English madrigals. Over time, their sound mutated into avant-garde gothic darkwave. This track marked the start of that process; the song itself dates from around the turn of the 19th/20th centuries.

8. Future Of The Left Arming Eritrea (2009, Travels With Myself And Another)
Cardiff band formed from the remains of Mclusky and Jarcrew in 2005. Certainly one of the noisiest things I've featured in a podcast to date but nonetheless rousing and original. Triv question: what is the link between Future Of The Left and Frank Turner (above)? Answer at the end...

9. Saint Etienne Mario's Cafe (1993, So Tough)
It may come as a bit of a surprise to those who think they know me to learn that one of my all-time favourite albums is Saint Etienne's second 'So Tough'. There is something distinctive about the London trio's brand of pure pop that sets them apart from everyone else and I find I can still listen to this record without a hint of irony. This is a wonderful observation of everyday London life as told by the gorgeous voice of Sarah Cracknell.

10. Leadbelly Goodnight Irene (1947, Complete Recorded Works 1939-1947)
Arguably the greatest folksinger/storyteller of all time, Huddie William Ledbetter, with one of his many signature tunes. The origins of the song are disputed, but it is generally agreed that Leadbelly pretty much made it his own, and this version of it, his third, was from the last session he recorded before his death two years later.


And the answer to the triva question: current Future Of The Left bassist Julia Ruzicka was once a member of hardcore punk outfit Million Dead, fronted by Frank Turner.

Monday, 9 March 2015

Memories of 2015's gigs 1-3

MrsRobster and I are trying to get out more now that the Sprogsters are old enough to be left alone for a few hours. Over the last two years we've been to more gigs than we'd been to over the previous 10 combined. So as an extension to my 'Memories of a thousand gigs' series, I thought I'd document our shows this year, for better or worse. So here's the first three of 2015. We have more lined up, but this isn't one of them...


#1: First Aid Kit
St. David's Hall, Cardiff - 15 January 2015
Support: Kimberly Anne


Last September, First Aid Kit took my breath away with their show in Bristol. This time around, as brilliantly wonderful as they were once again, the thrill was somewhat diluted. I guess seeing them play much the same set in a slightly inferior venue explains it a little. The audience seemed rather shy and subdued too for some reason. Not disappointing by any means, but I might wait a while before seeing them again.

I wrote a little piece about support act Kimberly Anne here.



Soundtrack:

#2: Future Of The Left
Clwb Ifor Bach, Cardiff - 31 January 2015
Support: The St. Pierre Snake Invasion, WaLL


This was a special one-off hometown show to support Independent Venue Week. Bristolian friends The St. Pierre Snake Invasion were asked along for the ride and went down a storm, while WaLL opened the show to far fewer people and made somewhat less of an impression.

Maybe because of the occasion, Future Of The Left played a lot of old songs, with only a few from their most recent two albums. Kept by Bees opened the set, Arming Eritrea, Manchasm and The Lord Hates A Coward were aired too.  They even ran through a 'cover' of No Covers by mclusky, the band singer Andrew Falcous and drummer Jack Eggleston were previously members of.

But a Future Of The Left show in Cardiff isn't complete without some great banter between band and fans. Following Falco telling an audience member he looked like Jeffrey Archer he was somewhat predictably asked: "Who's Jeffrey Archer?" to whit: "He's like Nigel Farage but not as good a writer."


"Fuck Nigel Farage," came another shout.

"Yes," replied Falco as quick as you like. "Fuck Nigel Farage, but not to the point where he enjoys it!"

And so it continued. "Fuck the Stone Roses."

“I’m concerned by your obsession with sexual violence.  ‘Sexual violence rarely solves anything,’ my mother always said."

At the climax of a wonderfully loud, noisy and riotous set, it all got even more noisy and riotous as the ritual dismantling of the drum kit unfolded. Fans joined the band onstage to take part in hitting various percussive items while feedback squealed and guitars fuzzed for longer than most of the songs in the set. Some lucky punter even had bassist Julia on his shoulders as she noodled along to the cacophony. 'Twas one of the most fun shows I've attended in the last few years.



Soundtrack:

#3: Royal Blood
Newport Centre - 3 March 2015
Support: Mini Mansions

The future of British rock: Royal Blood sold out their last tour in two minutes. This tour was bigger - more dates, larger venues - and sold out within an hour. It seems everyone wants a piece of Royal Blood, and why not? Loud, noisy guitar music is always welcome in my neck of the woods, so when a band like Royal Blood comes to Newport, it's a no brainer really.

MrsRobster perfectly summed up support band Mini Mansions - a trio from LA - with just two choice phrases. Of their look: "They look like they're all in different bands;"[1] and on their sound: "They remind me of old dirty dishwater." Enough said.


Once we'd moved away from the really annoying woman in front of us who seemed to want to film the entire night on her mobile phone in 2-minute sequences, I tried to enjoy Royal Blood. I really did try. But they just weren't doing it for me. Don't get me wrong, they were tight, they played well and they sounded great. But that's the problem for me - they just sounded too good. It was all a little predictable, it sounded pretty much exactly like the CD. I could have listened to it at home and got as much out of it.

It also felt they were padding the set out somewhat. If a band has just one album to their name, there will always be limitations, but you can't fill things out with long pauses between songs and a pretty pointless cover of 20th Century Boy. The loud noisy jam at the very end of the set was the best part of the show for me, but otherwise I and MrsRobster came away pretty unmoved. Maybe part of it was the venue - maybe a little too big for them.

Alas, I fear the time to catch Royal Blood live has passed. Put them in a small space and they'd undoubtedly lift the roof off. Sadly, the future of British rock seem to have gotten too big too fast.



Soundtrack:



[1] The bassist was like a half-arsed Nicky Wire of the Manics with a tiny fraction of the charisma; the keyboard player could have been in any hipster electropop band like, say, Alt-J or Metronomy; and the stand-up drummer looked like he was in a bad Spandau Ballet tribute band playing tunes from their shite years!

Wednesday, 28 January 2015

Welsh Wednesday #21

#21: Sheena Is A T-Shirt Salesman by Future Of The Left

As I mentioned Monday, MrsRobster and I (ably accompanied by our mate Colin) will be seeing Future Of The Left this coming weekend. They are one of my favourite bands around at the moment and they're local, hailing as they do from Cardiff. They were always going to feature in this series, but the dilemma was which track to go for.

I plumped for Sheena Is A T-Shirt Salesman, a dig at the ever-increasing over-commercialisation of pop music. It opened 2012's 'The Plot Against Common Sense' album which was one of my fave records of that year, and also won the Welsh Music Prize against some particularly stiff opposition.

The song itself is hilarious, but its video is especially so. I suggest watching it a few times, paying particular attention to a different band member each time (especially drummer Jack, though I suspect many of you will prefer to gawp at the lovely Julia...). Really looking forward to Saturday night, expecting my ears to bleed and my sides to split!




Monday, 9 June 2014

Cerddoriaeth Cymru

In a way, Wales was the perfect move for me. As a nation, it’s very proud of its heritage and that it has retained its own identity, despite the historical onslaught of the English. Wales is one of the six recognised “Celtic nations”; along with Cornwall in the extreme south west of England, and Brittany in the north west of France, it forms part of the Brythonic branch of Celtic culture (Scotland, Ireland and the Isle of Man comprise the Gaels), and the languages spoken in these three particular areas are very similar. Basically, if you can read Welsh, you can easily understand Cornish and Breton. Or so they say – I’ve never learned anything more than a few basic Welsh phrases (*hangs head in shame*).

The Welsh are rightly proud of their distinction from the English (or Saesons). Having always thought of myself as a bit of an outsider, I was rather surprised to find how well I fitted in. I may have started out as an English bastard when I got here, but now am regarded by many friends as “an honorary Welshman”. To be fair, by and large the Welsh don’t give a shit where you come from. As long as you support the national rugby team, you’ll be fine.

MrsRobster never needed to worry about acceptance as she has Welsh blood in her – her mother was born and raised in Cardiff as a neighbour to none other than Shirley Bassey[1]  – so her affinity with the Welsh is natural.

Of course, Wales is also known as ‘The Land of Song’, and for good reason. When the Welsh speak, in either English or Welsh, it sounds like they are singing. Choral music has long been a tradition, but more recently Welsh rock music has risen to the fore. Welsh music seems to have it’s own characteristics that set it apart from anything else. Both Shirley, and of course Tom Jones, have always been renowned for their big voices, and if you’ve ever been inside the Millennium Stadium at a home international, when the national anthem (Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau/Land Of My Fathers) plays, you soon realise that everyone in Wales can sing loudly and, more importantly, with true passion.

(Warning to English readers: the following clip may bring back bad memories. Proceed with caution. For anyone else who is unfamiliar with international rugby: in 2012, Wales won the Six Nations, the highest ranking rugby tournament in the Northern Hemisphere (other than the World Cup). In the deciding game, Wales thrashed England 30-3. This is the Welsh team singing Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau at the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff - with 50,000+ passionate Welsh supporters - immediately before kick off.)[2]



When I came to Wales in 2001, it was at the end of a period when Welsh popular music was dominant. During the mid to late 90s, ‘Cool Cymru’ (as it was labelled by the press) was an offshoot of Britpop, as the likes of the Manic Street Preachers, Stereophonics, Catatonia and Feeder became among the biggest bands in the UK. Obviously I adored some of these bands, but my faves at the time were Super Furry Animals. They pretty much epitomise Welsh rock to me; they don’t sound like they could come from any other part of the world and they have a quirkiness that abounds throughout the Welsh music scene.

Of course, it didn’t all begin in the 90s, y’know. Prominent Welsh artists in pop music can be traced back to the 60s: as well as Tom and Shirl, there were Mary Hopkin, Badfinger and Amen Corner. The 70s and 80s brought with them Dave Edmunds, Man, Budgie, the Alarm, Young Marble Giants and, erm, Bonnie Tyler. But a proper ‘Welsh scene’ as such didn’t really exist outside of the underground. Bands like Datblygu, Anhrefn and Fflaps were touted by John Peel, possibly the only radio DJ outside of Wales to play Welsh language music, but none would even come close to breaking into the mainstream.


l-r: The Alarm, Anhrefn, Datblygu, Fflaps, Young Marble Giants

So the 90s became a watershed moment in modern Welsh culture as all of a sudden Wales was the place everyone wanted to be. The Manics went all anthemic and stadium rock, played Knebworth with Oasis and started having number one singles; the Stereophonics became everyone’s favourite pub-rock band; and Cerys Matthews became Cool Cymru’s pinup girl, fronting Catatonia as they scaled the dizzy heights of pop stardom with Mulder And Scully and Road Rage turning them into stars overnight.

Then there were acts like 60 Foot Dolls, Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci, Flyscreen and the emerging Feeder (in case you missed it, here’s my ‘swigging tequila with Feeder’ story). We were awash with Welsh pop, so much so that no longer did people naturally associate Wales just with male voice choirs and Sir Tom.

By the time I arrived, the kerfuffle had died down somewhat, and it’s a shame I missed it really. Newport in particular had a thriving scene with the legendary nightspot TJ’s at the centre of it all.


l-r: 60ft Dolls, Catatonia, Gorky's Zygotic Mynci, Super Furry Animals, Stereophonics

These days, while there isn’t the media focus on Welsh music as being the flavour of the month, this proud little nation still produces more amazing music per head of population than practically any country in the world (cue my Scottish and Irish readers to put the cases for their homelands…). The Manics continue to make really good records; Cerys Matthews gets more and more delightful, wonderful, marvellous and lovely with every note she sings; and while the Super Furry Animals are on hiatus, the solo records of Gruff Rhys and Cian Ciaran are a more than adequate substitute, never failing to keep me intrigued.

I also keep up with the younger and emerging talents though. I love Future of the Left, one of my favourite bands around at the moment. Cate le Bon (or ‘the Welsh Nico’, as she’s sometimes understandably dubbed) makes wonderfully quirky music in the Gruff Rhys mould. Georgia Ruth made the debut album of 2013, a record everyone should check out. Masters in France may well be ones to watch too (I wrote about them here), and the Joy Formidable certainly live up to their name – a brilliant live band who MrsRobster and I will be seeing (for the second time) next month.

Oh, and living in Newport, how can I possibly forget the city’s greatest contribution to Welsh culture? A band who are so synonymous with Newport, one of its members was even elected to the City Council! I speak of course about the wit, poetry and sheer musical genius that is… Goldie Lookin’ Chain. Ladies and gentlemen of the world: Cymru am byth!


Soundtrack:
Arglwydd Dyma Fi [live] – Cerys Matthews (from Sesiwn Fawr Festival, Dolgellau, 2004)

Mulder And Scully [live] – Catatonia (from Home Internationals gig, Margam Park, 1999)

Receptacle For The Respectable – Super Furry Animals (from ‘Rings Around The World’)

Notes On Achieving Orbit – Future Of The Left (from ‘The Plot Against Common Sense’)

Week Of Pines [live] - Georgia Ruth (from BBC Introducing Live at Hyde Park, 2013)

Your Missus Is A Nutter - Goldie Lookin’ Chain (from ‘Safe As Fuck’)

And yes, I know they're not Welsh, but we all love a bit of Gedgey, and any opportunity to post a Wedding Present track here I'll take it! Here’s a track from the their 2014 Record Store Day EP ‘4 Cân’ (pronounced ‘pedwar can’; translates as 'Four Songs'), which consists of four Weddoes tracks sung in Welsh! Gedge even came to Penarth to record the vocals which a Welsh-speaking mate of his had translated for him. Very authentic!

1000 Fahrenheit [Welsh version] – Wedding Present (from ‘4 Cân’)


PS: Inspired by JC’s regular ‘Saturday’s Scottish Single’ series over at t(n)vv, I’ll be doing something similar with Welsh tracks in the not too distant future. Watch this space…



[1] My mother-in-law tells the story of how she was taken out for walks in her pram in Tiger Bay by a teenage Shirley Bassey. All I know is, since Tiger Bay was redeveloped and renamed Cardiff Bay, you have to be a big spender to live there!
[2] I should explain - although I'm English, I never particularly liked rugby. It was only coming to Wales that I grew to love the game. Therefore, I support Wales over England, particularly as the English team is overrun with ex-public schoolboys with a superiority complex.