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>15 – 11: Mersey Paradise

6 March, 2010 Leave a comment

>A distinct North-West flavour to this batch of songs, for which I make no apology…how can you not be affected by the sounds you hear on your own doorstep?

15:  Feels Like Growin’ Up – Amsterdam

I have written on many occasions about the wonderful Amsterdam (and Pele, their predecessor band, about whom more later) and will no doubt continue to do so – how this band are not massive continues to amaze me.  Still, Ian Prowse continues to do what he has always done – which is to make music from the heart and from the soul.  Feels Like Growin’ Up is one of the band’s more affecting songs and a huge audience favourite from their early days.  I remember seeing them in Liverpool a while ago, down by the front with The Boy, as usual.  The group’s regular photographer was stood next to us, the other side of the barrier in the ‘pit’.  This bloke must have seen them hundreds of times – yet when I glanced over to him while the group were playing this song, he was stood there in floods of tears.  It gets you – every time.

14:  Raid The Palace – Pele

Ok, it’s the same singer/songwriter, but it’s a different band so I’m having it in here.  They are my rules anyway so I can tweak them if I want!  Pele were the band that so nearly made it in the ’80s.  Again, led by Ian Prowse and cut from similar cloth to Amsterdam – and just as good.  This was their ‘hit record’ – number one in South Africa, I’ll have you know (and at the time probably the last country Ian would have wanted it to be number one in).  Unlike Feels Like Growin’ Up above, this is a song of defiance, almost a manifesto if you like.  Ian was asked the other year if he would like to perform in front of The Queen as part of the ‘Capital of Culture’ celebrations – this is the song he should have sung if he could have brought himself to do it!

13:  Heart As Big As Liverpool – The Mighty Wah!

Unashamedly sentimental, and unfortunately claimed by the ‘other’ club, this is another one that gets me every time.  The Mighty Wah! is of course one of the monikers used by Pete Wylie, one of the original ‘Crucial Three’ (along with Ian McCulloch and Julian Cope) who came out of  the ‘Eric’s’ scene in the early eighties but who, for whatever reason, remained a local cult (that’s cult) rather than really breaking through into the big league.  He still produced a good handful of classics though (including Story of the Blues, with its defiant coda and Sinful) but this is the one that encapsulates the image of the sentimental scouser.  Yes, it’s a cliché, but it’s a cliché for a reason.  You are not alone…

12:  She Loves You – The Beatles

You didn’t honestly think that The Fabs wouldn’t be in here somewhere, did you?  Of course not.  She Loves You is probably my first musical memory (yes, I’m that old) and will forever be inextricably linked with home.  Released when The Beatles were still very much ‘our’ band, and the sense of pride in a group of scousers making it in the outside world was palpable.  And how could I not identify strongly with a left-hander called Paul?  But leaving all that to one side, She Loves You is a fantastic pop song that has probably never been bettered.  From the opening drum role to the final ‘Yeahs’, it’s come and gone inside two and a half minutes, encapsulating everything good about Beatlemania on the way.  Harmonies?  Check.  ‘Oooooohs’?  Check.  ‘Yeah, yeah, yeah’?  Oh yeah.

11.  Only The Lonely – Roy Orbison

Ok, The Big O didn’t come from Liverpool, but he was a huge influence on the original Merseybeat artists – in fact, Please Please Me was originally written with Orbison in mind (and was originally played slowly, in an Orbison style).  Roy was an influence on everyone though, Bruce Springsteen (as I mentioned in my earlier album blog), Elvis Costello, Tom Waits to name just three.  But although he influenced loads of people, no-one ever sounded like Roy Orbison…because no-one else could sound like Roy Orbison.  Roy was not the most attractive of gentlemen, and maybe this was reflected in his material – often downbeat, often written from the viewpoint of the loser.  Even when Roy got the girl (Oh Pretty Woman, Running Scared) it was always a surprise to him, counter to his expectations.  Great songs, but Roy was at his best when singing about loss, and never better than here – it’s the contrast between his vocal and the ‘dum dum dum dummy doo wah’ backing that I love.  We all know the way Roy is feeling tonight, because we’ve all been lonely at some point.

>Revolver – The Beatles

23 February, 2010 Leave a comment


How to pick one Beatles album from all the others?  Clearly The Beatles have to be in the top ten, but which one?  On another day, it could have been Abbey Road, or maybe Rubber Soul – Hard Day’s Night, even (but never Sgt Pepper).

But today – and to be honest, on most days – it has to be Revolver.

Revolver was the album where The Fabs grew up – extending themselves beyond their Beatlemania beginnings, but still a band, before the self indulgence and bitterness took hold.  Their individuality was beginning to show through more and more (the ‘John’ and ‘Paul’ songs are obvious throughout) but they are still clearly working as a team – pushing each other to heights they’d not previously reached.

Highlights?  For me, John’s maturing work in Tomorrow Never Knows, And Your Bird Can Sing and She Said, She Said – but Revolver is more about Paul’s work when taken as a whole.  Eleanor Rigby is a masterpiece by any standards, and in Here, There and Everywhere and For No One, Paul produced two of his most moving ballads.  Finally Got To Get You Into My Life is one of the most joyous songs The Beatles – or anyone – ever produced.

The biggest irony of course is that the best ‘Revolver’ track never made it onto the official album.  Snuck away on the B-side of Paperback Writer, ‘Rain’ may well be one of the best songs The Beatles (or anyone) ever recorded.  If nothing else, it provided Liam Gallagher with a vocal style that gave him quite a nice career, thank you very much.

Speaking of which….

Categories: Beatles

>Day 217: And the day started so well…

18 October, 2009 Leave a comment

>Today’s soundtrack:  The Beatles – Mono Masters, Volume 2

“Previously, on ‘Stuck Between Stations’…”

You recall yesterday’s season ticket related trauma?

  • the discovery of the loss.
  • the frantic search of house and car.
  • the phone calls – to shops, club and police.
  • the ‘crime number’

This morning then, it was up and out early to the club, clutching crime number and last year’s season ticket,to try and make everything right.

Now I love Everton with a passion, but the only certainty with the club is that they will let you down.  Time and time again.  They don’t mean to, they don’t actively try to, but they do.

Except today, they didn’t!  (Well they did – later on – but more about that anon.)

Parked up at the ground, queued up at the ticket window and eventually got to the counter.  To be told I was in the wrong queue and needed to go to another window under the main stand.  Which I did.  I told my tale of woe to the young lady there, who took my previous season ticket and crime number away into the back office.

And – wonder of wonders!  She was back in a couple of minutes with a new season ticket!  She did relieve me of a ten quid ‘admin/handling charge’, but I could live with that quite happily.

So, after all yesterday’s trauma, getting the replacement card took all of five minutes.  Well done Everton – efficient and effective service!

Now, would the card actually let me into the ground this afternoon…

Well it did, but to be honest I wished it hadn’t.  The team huffed and puffed against an effective Wolves team, missed a succession of straightforward chances before Joe Yobo gifted a goal to the visitors with fifteen minutes left.  Only an 88th minute equaliser spared the team’s blushes.

Luckily, I’d not engaged in any pre-match banter with Kevin (other than a quick ‘Come on you blues’ text) so I didn’t get too much egg on my face.

Unlike the young Liverpool fan who, no doubt invoking the spirit of ‘Dr Fun’, thought it would be a good wheeze to chuck a Liverpool beach ball onto the pitch at Sunderland.  A beach ball that deflected a shot from Darren Bent into the net, with Pepe Reina making a despairing dive in the direction of the beach ball instead.

Oh, how we laughed.

Apt that in a blog that is focusing heavily on events in and around Liverpool, today’s soundtrack is provided by a bunch of cheeky young Scousers who could go far.  The ‘Mono Masters’ can be found in one of the recently released remastered box sets of Beatles stuff, and Volume 2 collects up all the latter period mono releases not included on any of the regular albums – essentially a few singles releases and some stuff from the Yellow Submarine soundtrack.

There’s been a lot of debate about the relative merits of the new remasters, in either mono or stereo, when compared to the original releases, but given my exposure to the remasters is through some relatively lossy mp3 downloads, I’m not really qualified to comment.  At the end of the day, it’s still The Beatles, isn’t it?

Here’s one of their throwaway b-sides.  Never found a place on any of their albums, was never an a-side…and is quite possibly one of the best songs ever recorded by anyone.  Oasis – and Liam in particular – learned everything they needed from this one song.  All together now:  “When the sun sheeeines….”

Categories: Beatles, Everton, Liverpool

>Day 181 and a half: The Beatles…

12 September, 2009 2 comments

>Today’s soundtrack: Everything from Please Please Me up to Let It Be

With the reissue this week of all The Beatles’ albums in mono and stereo, I’ve taken the opportunity to re-listen to the music I grew up with, listening to not only the new versions of the classic albums, but also the 1987 CD versions and the original vinyl LPs.

I have come to a clear conclusion.

The Beatles are the greatest band ever.

No debate about this, it is self-evident. They are so far ahead of the competition as to be untouchable.

My earliest memories centre around The Beatles. She Loves You. The best pop single – ever. Closely followed by ‘I Want To Hold Your Hand’.

Was that enough? Oh no. We soon had the Liverpool medley of Penny Lane and Strawberry Fields. The best two tracks to be combined on one single ever? Oh, I think so.

Whatever they did, whatever album they released, it raised the bar. The Stones, The Beach Boys – great bands – but all they could do was follow, not lead. There was only one band to follow – one Beatles.

The new releases – yes, they are fine. But they do not change the fact that the original songs are perfect, whatever the remastering or platform they are released on. The youth of today may choose to revisit the Beatles’ legacy by pressing coloured buttons on a plastic toy – but at the end of the day…it’s the fucking Beatles, isn’t it?

One example. ‘For No One’.

Buried on Revolver, overshadowed at the time by Eleanor Rigby, Here, There and Everywhere, And Your Bird Can Sing (another example of a song that would have been any other band’s “best song ever”).

But despite its lack of profile, one of the most beautiful love songs ever released?

Oh yes.

Their throwaway songs would be better than the best songs their contemporaries could aspire to.

I love all sorts of music – you can see that from the stuff that hits the soundtrack to this blog – but, ultimately – nothing touches the Fabs.

As I type – Macca is singing ‘Got To Get You Into My Life’. It gets no better.

The Beatles – probably – prove the existence of a God. If they do, it’s a God I choose to believe in.

Categories: Beatles

>Day 146: Beatles and Changelings

9 August, 2009 Leave a comment

>Today’s soundtrack: The Beatles – Past Masters, Volume 1

Looking back, I find it hard to believe I’ve gone through 146 days of this tosh and this is the first time that The Beatles have come up (in their own right) on the soundtrack. About time too, I say. There was an interesting feature in The Word last month, asking “Are The Beatles Underrated?”. On the face of it, it’s a ridiculous idea. How can the band that is, by common consent, the “best band ever”, possibly be underrated?

But I think it’s less about being underrated, more about being taken for granted. The Beatles are just ‘there’, and I think their genius is just taken as a given. For me, they’ve just always been there. Growing up in the ’60s, on Merseyside, as a left-handed Paul, there was only ever going to be one band for me – and so it was, at least until they got a bit scary for an eight year old, around the time of the White Album.

My first ever musical memory (and, probably, my first moment of sheer abject terror) also centres around The Beatles. Picture the scene. It must have been early 1964, so I would have been four years old. Ebenezer Street, Rock Ferry, my parents’ first house. Old terrace, outside loo, coal fires. I’m stood with my mum, watching as the chimney sweep goes about his work. The Beatles are on the radio. As the chorus plays, the sweep turns to me, white eyes prominent in his coal-dusted face, reaches out towards me and sings “I Wanna Hold Your Hand”.

Cue screams and tears.

The other reason I’m surprised we’ve not had The Beatles on the soundtrack before is the sheer volume of Beatles stuff I own. All the studio albums, the BBC sessions, singles collections (including the one playing now), the Anthologies and a wide selection of bootlegs. 31 albums in total, before starting on the cover versions and the solo stuff.

Past Masters Volume 1 (of two) collects all the non-album singles, EP tracks and b-sides from Love Me Do through to I’m Down, the b-side of Help!, including the German language versions of I Wanna Hold Your Hand and She Loves You. The consistently high quality of the material just goes to demonstrate that The Beatles’ cast-offs were generally better than most other bands’ best material. Early Beatles – so the ‘teenybop’ years, straightforward pop songs before the experimentation really kicked in.

The Beatles. Simply the best – then, now and always.

Oh, and the joys of YouTube. Where do people find this stuff? Here are the boys in 1963, in Sweden, performing She Loves You. Possibly the best pure pop song ever written. And the harmonies on that final ‘Yeah’ still send a shiver down my spine.

So anyway, a quiet Saturday today. Mrs W was out in Chester meeting up with an old friend so I was left to my own devices for most of the day. After an early morning shop for the weekend’s provisions, it was largely spent sat in the garden reading the paper, something I should do more of, I think.

Tea comprised enchiladas, eaten whilst watching Changeling, a very good film that is probably Angelina Jolie’s finest screen moment (excluding the nude scenes in Gia, obviously). The ‘true’ story of a mother who lost her son to a serial killer, the crux of the story is the LAPD’s insistence that they have found the boy alive – a child the insist she accept as her own despite the boy manifestly not being her son. A long film, but one that never outstays its welcome and one that is well worthy of a lend from Blockbuster or your video rental outlet of choice.

Oh sod it, let’s have some more Beatles.

Categories: Beatles, The Changeling

>Day 62: End of Season Blues

17 May, 2009 Leave a comment

>Today’s soundtrack: Various Artists – Concert for George

Off to Goodison then, for the last home game of the season, against West Ham. The last couple of home games have been a touch frustrating – one eye on the cup final I think – but West Ham have always been the sort of team to allow you to play a bit of football so I was hopeful of a good game and a couple of goals as well.

Earlier, ManYoo did just enough against Arsenal to win the premiership for the 18th time, thereby equalling Liverpool’s record. They will be upset!

The game started well, with plenty of neat passing and Fellaini imposing himself on the game more than he has done recently – he seems to have got the silly fouls and bookings out of his system now, and is beginning to settle into his advanced role in midfield. We had loads of possession but lacked the ‘killer’ ball into the box to capitalise. Then, out of nothing, West Ham scored with a rocket of a shot from way outside the area. A suggestion that Howard could have done better but it was an excellent goal, right out of nothing.

Pleasingly, we did not panic (at this stage, anyway) and kept pressing. Got our reward before half time when Tim Cahill was tripped in the area when through on goal. Last man, red card. I know it’s the letter of the law, but it did strike me as harsh. Saha converted the penalty and we went in at half time level, and deservedly so.

Then, a few minutes into the second half, we were ahead, Joe Yobo drifting in at the back post to shoot through a crowd of players from a Pienaar corner. Should be game over, against ten men, but then we did let West Ham back into the game a touch on the break, and they had a couple of very decent chances to pull level. Luckily, Howard was equal to the task and the score stayed at 2-1.

Finally we got the third, decisive goal. Made by the excellent Steven Pienaar, shimmying past the defender to the byline and squaring just beyond Green’s lunge for Saha to score the easiest goal he’ll ever score. Comfortable, and a chance to give some of the reserves a runout as Moyes looks to finalise his Cup Final team.

Lars Jacobsen will have done his chances a power of good with a composed performance at full back, and there was a good runout for Saha, who must be favourite to start up front with Vaughan on the bench. Excellent performances from Fellaini and Pienaar as well, and Phil Neville was very impressive in centre mid.

After the final whistle, the end of season lap of honour took place – nice to see Phil Jagielka out there, as well as the Yak and Victor. No Arteta, who is presumably back in Spain at the moment.

In other news, Newcastle got thrown right back into the mire, being beaten at home by Fulham. As much as I would love to see them go down, I have to say they were very harshly treated by their ref, disallowing what looked to be a perfectly good goal. Villa were held as well, which allows us to claim fifth spot, which we shall retain if we beat Fulham at Craven Cottage next week.

Then home, for Moroccan chicken wraps (yum!) and the new(ish) Guy Richie, ‘Rock-n-Rolla‘. Not a bad film, although by half-concentrating I didn’t really keep up with what was happening and the film seemed to lack any particularly likeable characters to identify with. Nice to see Idris Elba in the film, although his English accent just sounded wrong when you’re used to his Baltimore twang. And yes, I do know he is actually English!

The soundtrack today is from the tribute concert to George Harrison organised by his family and Eric Clapton, featuring Paul and Ringo, along with Clapton, Jeff Lynne and Tom Petty amongst others. The concert is out there on DVD and is well worth watching.

Two highlights for me – Macca starting ‘Something’ on solo ukulele, before being joined by Clapton and the rest, and then best of all Joe Brown – also on ukulele – performing ‘I’ll See You in my Dreams’ as the final number.

For some reason YouTube seems to have no clips from the concert itself, so here’s Joe performing the song on Jools Holland…

Categories: Beatles, Everton, Rock n Rolla

>Day 38: Breaking Eggs With a Big Stick

22 April, 2009 1 comment

>Today’s soundtrack: Bob Dylan – Bringing It All Back Home

“Breaking eggs with a big stick” is one of my mother’s expressions (she’s got a few) that I have always taken to mean ‘taking a lot on, getting loads done’. Which is what I’ve been doing today. I googled the expression though, just to see if I was right. Apparently it actually means doing things in a showy or ostentatious manner…so I’ve been wrong all these years.

I don’t care. I’ll carry on using it the way I’ve always used it.

So I’ve been breaking eggs with a big stick today.

Started out by taking myself off to Tesco to do the shopping. (In Northwich, not Helsby – I’m still boycotting that store until they revise their checkout policy. However I have to go to Tesco somewhere to get the points on the credit card!) That done, it was back home to clean the fridge out. Actually, I’ll rephrase that. It was back home to disinfect the fridge, which had sadly degenerated into a state of some squalor. So it was out with the Mr Muscle, all detachable parts chucked into the dishwasher, and the fridge innards sprayed and swabbed. Happily our fridge is now so clean, you could store food in it. Safely.

Having got the fridge into shape, it was on with the (metaphorical) pinny to get some cooking done. ” Yay!” shouts the Massive. “Recipes! At last!!” Well, ok then. Reflecting my current circumstances, it was bread and soup again.

But posh bread and soup. I have standards, you know.

Bread was (of course) made in the breadmaker, but this time with added seedy stuff. Linseed, poppy seeds, sesame seed, sunflower and pumpkin seeds all added to the regular white bread mix. And we’ll be nothing if not regular with all that lot flushing through our system.

I know. Too much information.

So the soup – carrot and coriander today. With three separate coriander elements to consider. Firstly fry up an onion (or two, if they are little) in some oil, along with a teaspoon or two of ground coriander.

While the coriander and onion are frying off, dry roast some coriander seeds (again, a teaspoon or two) in a hot frying pan (just the seeds, no fat or oil) until they begin to brown. Using a pestle and mortar, crush the seeds until you have a fine powder and add that to the onion mix.

Take a couple of pounds of carrots and chop up into discs and add to the pan. I also added a couple of sticks of celery (to add some depth to the flavour) and a couple of peeled, chopped potatoes (to help thicken the soup) but these are optional – it’s the carrots that are important (like, duh!). Stir them round so they are coated in the spice mix, then add some stock (again, I used chicken but vegetable stock would be fine) to cover the vegetables. Add some water if you need to to achieve coverage.

Bring to a boil then leave to simmer for as long as you like, but at least until the veg are tender. Whizz them all up with your whizzy thing until you have a smooth texture. Take a pot of fresh coriander, and snip the stalks into the soup. Stir this round and cook gently for a while. Then add the coriander leaves and stir gently. Your soup’s now ready for freezing (and eating), although you might want to stir in some cream or creme fraiche before serving.

Phew! And if that wasn’t enough, while all the cooking was going on, I tidied up my ‘study’ (my den, really), putting shedloads of free magazine cds into big storage boxes I bought at Homebase yesterday, and then I got out into the garden to tidy up some of the lawn edges, trim the plants around the border and re-compost the flower beds.

Not bad eh? I’m goosed now though. Oh, and I’ve also got a meeting in my diary with a recruitment consultant in Chester arranged for Friday morning as well. Also toying with applying for a job advertised on t’internet today, although as it’s overseas we need to have a talk about it before I commit.

Postman delivered a CD today I’ve been waiting for for a while – it’s a CD by Richard Hawley, recorded live at the charmingly-named ‘Devil’s Arse’ cavern in the Peak District. It’s been uploaded to iTunes, but I’ve yet to give it a listen. But you should investigate Richard Hawley anyway. The self-styled ‘specky twat from Sheffield’ has a voice like treacle and a delightful way with a lyric and a tune. I commend ‘Coles Corner’ to you in particular.

And apropos of completely nothing – have you ever wondered what Led Zep’s ‘Stairway to Heaven’ would have sounded like if it had been written and recorded in 1964 by the Beatles instead? Of course you have!

Well wonder no more….

I’ve already written about Bob Dylan, and already written too much today, so I’ll not dwell on today’s soundtrack except to say that ‘Bringing It All Back Home’ is one of the greatest albums ever made – by anyone, ever. Recorded in 1965 and as relevant now as it was then, on the cusp of Dylan’s switch to ‘electric’ music, it includes biting social commentary (Maggie’s Farm, Subterranean Homesick Blues) beautiful love songs (She Belongs to Me, Love Minus Zero) and pure poetry (Gates of Eden, It’s Alright Ma). Oh, and pop songs (Mr Tambourine Man) as well.

If you wish to understand why some believe Dylan to be a genius, you could do worse than start here.

You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows…..

>Day 10: Of Toads and Strategies

25 March, 2009 1 comment

>Today’s soundtrack: Various Artists – Beatlemania Vol. 2

If ever you needed proof that iTunes selects the day’s soundtrack at random, today’s choice should give you just that. The second of two freebie CDs containing cover versions of Beatles songs, I’m currently grooving to Cheap Trick covering Magical Mystery Tour. In the next hour we will be going from the sublime to the ridiculous, from Wilson Pickett’s version of Hey Jude to Harvey Averne (who?) doing I Feel Fine. With many other delights in between.

Well, the toad in the hole was probably a ‘6/10 – could do better’ last night. I should have trusted the recipe and left the (slightly runny) batter alone – the extra flour I added meant we ended up with a ‘hole’ that rose in all the right places, but was a touch rubbery in the middle. In contrast, the ‘toads’, Tesco’s finest Pork & Leek, were excellent – very meaty with just a hint of herbage on top. Onion gravy more than acceptable although the ratio of onion to gravy needs to be revisited! (That’s not mine opposite – mine looked better – especially the gravy!)

Jekyll continues to impress – half way through now, and looking forward to the rest. Will definitely keep us going until the next series of Dexter drops on the mat.

Lousy night’s sleep last night due to the wind (no, nothing to do with the toad in the hole…the wind outside), the bang of a gate keeping me awake. Cursing the neighbours, but of course it turned out to be our garden gate causing the problem – despite the bolt being padlocked across, the supporting post had moved sufficiently in the wind to dislodge the bolt from its moorings. So a quick fix this morning with some plastic cord that will hopefully keep the thing shut tonight. And hopefully the neighbours will not be cursing us tonight!

In my new role as booking agent to the gang, it’s looking like Latitude might be a goer, and also Depeche Mode in November (depending on the presale rush tomorrow). Coupled with Glastonbury, Elvis Costello and the Pet Shop Boys, it’s already looking like another good summer on the gig-going front…always assuming new working arrangements don’t interfere!

On that front, one of my fellow redundantees tipped me the wink about an opportunity in Manchester that has been duly applied for today – thanks Graeme! – so we’ll see how that one pans out. Salary somewhat lower than previous, but a decent high profile role that fits well with stuff I’ve done in the past so could be a goer.

Those of you who are familiar with the work of Brian Eno may be aware of a technique he uses in music production called ‘Oblique Strategies‘. Essentially a set of cards with gnomic instructions written on each card. The theory is that you select a card at random, and use that card to inform your work that day. Inevitably ‘Oblique Strategies’ are available online and, more specifically, as an iPhone application that I have downloaded. So let’s, just for fun, see what today’s pronouncement is…..

“Make it more sensual”

Hmmm….perhaps using Oblique Strategies to help me find a new job isn’t the way to go… might revisit this approach though!

Since it’s a bit quiet today, I’m going to bore you with the details of a newish music tool on t’internet that might just change the music industry forever. Or not. Anyway, it’s called ‘Spotify‘ and you should all download it immediately. Essentially, you download a piece of software that looks and feels a bit like iTunes, and once it’s on your desktop (or laptop), assuming you have a half-decent internet connection, you have searchable access to a vast amount of music – all on a legitimate basis. The basic model is totally free, but will interject adverts on an irregular basis. You can pay a subscription to avoid the ads, but (currently at least) they are very unobtrusive. Can’t quite see how the business model works (if at all) but enjoy it while you can. It’s like having an iTunes library with literally millions of albums in it.

Back on the bass today – happily mastered the (admittedly easy) bass line to ‘Summer Lovin’, on the Grease soundtrack. ‘She Bangs The Drums’ by the Stone Roses will, I think, take a little longer…