As most of you probably know, or could at least guess, I haven’t been close to a piece of the music press for quite some time. It started years ago with not buying the NME or melody Maker, and then, after a spell of consuming Mixmag, DJ and other ‘dance’ mags, I gave up those too. A year or two of The Wire followed, which was entertaining if only for the fun of reading about strange names that made no connection to my life, and to be honest it didn’t really expand my knowledge and taste base much at all. Instead, as always, it has been friends who have connected me to interesting sounds, new and old. Oh, that, and getting a few free things through the mail.

So you see, as a result of not reading the media, I really don’t have a clue who is fashionable at the moment, who is so passé it hurts, and who is so bad they are good. I don’t know what the latest genres are, and I don’t care much either. Not that I ever did, but what the hell. So what follows is my middle of year summation of what I’ve heard, liked, loved and (maybe) loathed, in no particular order. Well that’s a lie because I have a pile of records here to wade through and I’ve already sorted them into an order that makes a sense to me, although whether that translates I really don’t know and I really don’t care. You can read that last little bit in the style of The Smiths if you care to, it’s not obligatory. Like when I watched L.A. Confidential and there was that Veronica Lake lookalike, and every time I hear the name Veronica Lake I get that Go-Betweens line go racing through my head. You know, "we took a swim in Veronica lake…".

Ahem, yeah, okay. On with the words about sounds.


DO THEY STILL CALL IT JUNGLE?

MOODY ROCKERS

AMERICANS IN EUROPE

EUROPE AT HOME

LIFE IN THE BUNGALOW

POP


©Alistair Fitchett. 1998.



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