I’d like to understand today, then maybe I would know who I was, when I was, when it was yesterday

I feel I should explain. I’m not big on talking about myself here, you’re not interested right? But, it’s been a while since my last post, and I had been doing so well recently.

Well, I’ve spent most of the last week and all of this weekend, working on writing reports for school. It’s that time of year, but I don’t mind too much because school reports always herald the long summer – a luxury all teachers live for and which easily compensates for all the out of hours work we do the rest of the year (and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise…)

Anyway, the long and the short of it is, I got nothing.

Well, I do have a couple of scraps which are completely unrelated but are both worth the wait I feel.

Firstly, I’ve come across another track available from that weird Belgian guitarist I saw last month. I still know very little about the feller, other than that his stage name is Ignatz, and that his real name is Bram Devens. But seeing as how his material is… enigmatic, to say the least, I’m not too worried about it. I’ve been listening to his first album quite a lot in the last couple of weeks and I think I’ll pick up the second soon (here) as I’m finding his mixture of bluesy disonance quite addictive. The track I’ve posted here is from the second album, and a great accompaniment for these bright, white, stormy days we’re having at the moment…

Silver Moon. Shine Sun! Sun! Sun!

I notice the pick up on the previous track I posted has not been that great so far, so do yourself a favour and pick them both up. It’s great stuff.

My second offering came courtesy of Aquarium Drunkard, a blog I keep returning to, and always has something to grab my attention.
It’s a rare promo video of one of my personal favourites, Arthur Lee and Love. I rarely go through a week without a Love song popping into my mind, to be honest, and I still can’t quite believe that Peter Gabriel is famous, and Lee is dead. Who decides these things? Anyway, it’s footage of Arthur and pals, plus girlfriend, arsing about in the desert basically. In cars, on balconies, in the dirt, with a chicken, and it’s… just… fascinating. A really wonderful glimpse into a weird past.

Your Mind and We Belong Together

(Credit to original poster – Thomas Galasso)

Top Bloke

(I don’t normally do this sort of thing, but it seems like no one else is going to…)

Whilst on holiday, I bought only one newspaper over the fortnight and was really saddened (though I guess not really surprised) to find myself reading the obituary of Arthur Lee. Now, if you’re not sure who he was, don’t worry, he hasn’t aged very well and doesn’t seem to have attracted the reams of tributes that Syd Barrett has, but in my teens I was very fond of his band, Love. I bought and constantly returned to Love’s first three albums all through the eighties. My real favourite was Forever Changes, their, ahem, “classic” album, which I can’t possibly do justice to. I loved it; let’s just leave it at that…

Having spent such a lot of time listening to the album in my youth, I was amazed to find that a couple of years ago, Arthur Lee, fresh out of jail and in fairly good shape was actually playing in Gloucester. It’s kinda hard to put into perspective how weird that was – I mean the feller was not only a voice from another time and place, he did at times seem to come from another planet. And playing at the Guildhall…

It was a great evening. He was using members of Baby Lemonade as his new “Love”, although I think Johnny Echols from the original band was also there, and he ran through the whole of Forever Changes and some of the high points of the other albums. He looked like he was enjoying himself and some of the old magic was definitely there – for me at least. I consider myself lucky to have seen the man perform and I will remember the evening for a very long time.

Top bloke.