Space travel's in my blood
I guess I ought to pull my finger out & post something musical. Last weekend was a bit of a heavy one (fuck detox!) with a monster chinese restaurant karaoke piss up on Saturday night, then out to Trash on Monday. I can't believe it's Friday again. I think i'll try & take it easy & more importantly try not to get any more overdrawn this weekend. I need a holiday and don't have any cash :-(
I'm thinking Rio. Carnival. Yeahhhhhhhh.
So Trash was ace once again. Comanechi played live - a pretty Japanese girl screaming like a banshee and banging drums with all her might, accompanied by a hairy man in a blouse throwing down the heavy metal riffs.

Their myspace page puts it much better:
I suggest listening to the excellent 'Naked' from the aforementioned myspace page, which is about as pop as they get.
Erol Alkan rocked the main dancefloor later on, with another set of indie rock classics. What got me dancing most? The Naum Gabo mix of Hot Chip (which you know is amazing - and if you don't you've probably got another day or so to download it below); The Rogers Sisters track (which you can also get below for not much longer) and this... during which I realised that Ant, you were right all along. It (probably) IS the best song ever written. Sorry for ever doubting you.
THE ONLY ONES - ANOTHER GIRL, ANOTHER PLANET

What do I know about The Only Ones? Well not a lot. They released 4 albums in the late 70's, struggling all the while to hold it together in the face of lead singer Peter Perrett's smack habit (he's on the right in the picture). He's pictured shooting up on the inner sleeve of their eponymous debut album. They disintegrated in 1980 so that Perrett could become a full-time smack-head. The opening line of 'Another Girl, Another Planet' - 'I always flirt with death...' could hardly be more appropriate. He did survive though and I seem to remember a comeback of sorts in the 90's, calling himself 'The One'.
All of that is kind of irrelevant to the glory of this record though. It manages to reflect the complexities and difficulties of love whilst being all the while unashamedly joyful. Yeah it's gonna fuck you up, but it's worth it in the end. 'You get under my skin, I don't find it irritating'.
EDIT: I've just realised chatting to a friend on MSN that the song is, of course, about smack. What else do junkies sing about?
A lot of people have done covers of this, but if you don't mind i'd like to pretend they haven't. I'm sure you're all well familiar with this, but if one person hears it for the first time it'll be well worthwhile posting up.
Enjoy....
By the way I have been advised by my lawyers to state that the popbitch story about Pete Burns I mentioned below is almost certainly fictitious.
He was wearing espadrilles, not stilettos.
Er, no, but seriously. Forget you read anything. It's all lies I tell ya.
By the way I also realised at the weekend that a friend of mine IS Big Brother (well, one of them). Quite odd.
I'm thinking Rio. Carnival. Yeahhhhhhhh.
So Trash was ace once again. Comanechi played live - a pretty Japanese girl screaming like a banshee and banging drums with all her might, accompanied by a hairy man in a blouse throwing down the heavy metal riffs.

Their myspace page puts it much better:
Comanechi is - singer and drummer Akiko Matsuura and guitarist Simon Petrovitch. Formed in 2003 Comanechi have become one of London's most full-on bands, Akiko belting out train crash drumming while singing like an orgasmic out of control release, Petrovitch provides bowel loosening brutally heavy guitar riffs from behind his low slung fringe of hair.They were loud as hell, and scared most of the crowd off to the main dancefloor or the bar. The songs were pretty indistinguishable but I enjoyed them a lot & had a good jump around. Albeit by myself.
I suggest listening to the excellent 'Naked' from the aforementioned myspace page, which is about as pop as they get.
Erol Alkan rocked the main dancefloor later on, with another set of indie rock classics. What got me dancing most? The Naum Gabo mix of Hot Chip (which you know is amazing - and if you don't you've probably got another day or so to download it below); The Rogers Sisters track (which you can also get below for not much longer) and this... during which I realised that Ant, you were right all along. It (probably) IS the best song ever written. Sorry for ever doubting you.
THE ONLY ONES - ANOTHER GIRL, ANOTHER PLANET

What do I know about The Only Ones? Well not a lot. They released 4 albums in the late 70's, struggling all the while to hold it together in the face of lead singer Peter Perrett's smack habit (he's on the right in the picture). He's pictured shooting up on the inner sleeve of their eponymous debut album. They disintegrated in 1980 so that Perrett could become a full-time smack-head. The opening line of 'Another Girl, Another Planet' - 'I always flirt with death...' could hardly be more appropriate. He did survive though and I seem to remember a comeback of sorts in the 90's, calling himself 'The One'.
All of that is kind of irrelevant to the glory of this record though. It manages to reflect the complexities and difficulties of love whilst being all the while unashamedly joyful. Yeah it's gonna fuck you up, but it's worth it in the end. 'You get under my skin, I don't find it irritating'.
EDIT: I've just realised chatting to a friend on MSN that the song is, of course, about smack. What else do junkies sing about?
A lot of people have done covers of this, but if you don't mind i'd like to pretend they haven't. I'm sure you're all well familiar with this, but if one person hears it for the first time it'll be well worthwhile posting up.
Enjoy....
By the way I have been advised by my lawyers to state that the popbitch story about Pete Burns I mentioned below is almost certainly fictitious.
He was wearing espadrilles, not stilettos.
Er, no, but seriously. Forget you read anything. It's all lies I tell ya.
By the way I also realised at the weekend that a friend of mine IS Big Brother (well, one of them). Quite odd.



