Sunday, 3 March 2019

#Deadbeatfanzine 1982-1986

Never let the truth get in the way of a good story!

That was the motto now - we need a cover for the book - and Gordon Gurvan has taken Hilary's drawings and the other covers to make wine out of water - take a bow and thank you!







I like the tartan as we touched many colourful strands of music, the alternative music scene could be loud as well as quiet, it was just dependent on who the drummer was, lead guitarist, singer etc, but more often who had control of the mixing desk.

Many venues with a good mixing desk allowed some novice friend of the band to do the mixing. I remember a lot of soundchecks where I tried unwittingly to encourage the pal on the desk to turn down the mike'd up drums and bass or you'd never hear the vocals.....more likely I'd never get an interview!







Need to add in all the dots for Goldrush in Perth and that hotel out on the road north, as well as Inverness and the famous ice rink gig and interview after the Echo & the Bunnymen gig in #16. St Andrews, Lesmahagow, Anstruther, Galashiels and all those other fantastic musical outsposts we celebrated. I went to a lot of interesting watering holes watching bands and a small selection of the venues we were lucky enough to see these bands in will never  be complete without top billing to the Tayside Bar in Dundee although for me, La Sorbonne and Night Moves were my NB.




Whether it was a three line review of a tape or a full blown front cover picture and interview with legends like Malcolm Ross in #23, we spoke to a plenty of people and listened to brilliant bands and wrote ridiculously badly and frequently incoherently, incorrectly or just wrong. 

We never censored, we could'nae spell it, so the odd bad review of a gig or whatever, or in my case slagging off the production on Knife, sorry Roddy, or even suggesing Madonna was an "accomplished Ballet Dancer  and singer from New York", sorry Scotland, we know the truth will never get in the way of a good story, or even a bad one, and time heals everything, so its time to open those old wounds!

I'm wondering why I cant get "I'll be the happiest citizen of all" out of my Happy Family head....


 A kaleidoscopic view always sharpens the mind of those who have been on the gof course looking for some roughage in their diet, but care should be taken when foraging!





Wednesday, 20 February 2019

A huge thank you to Gordon Gurvan - www.retrodundee.blogspot.co.uk

On display another great concept cover for the Deadbeat annual - a 2020 hindsight must!

When December 31st 1983 arrived we'd had an election and 1984 was on the horizon.

Many of us wondered about the next year never mind the next decade or millenium.

Its hard to figure it out but I'm so grateful so many of the good guys made it.

Take a bow Gordon!

Also - for those who haven't surfed retro dundee go now and check it out alongside the legend that is the TSB - aka Tayside Bar

When people talk about the Apollo they always mention the TSB - well not always, but they should!


Tartan Tack - Deadbeat's finest hour!

On the subject of book covers....

#33 The Alarm

Strong (Al)arm tactics

The Alarm in conversation with Lynne Robertson in issue #33

Possible book cover 9 & 10

All thanks to 

Gordon

Monday, 11 February 2019

The jam sessions

The jam sessions

When one half of Strawberry Switchblade bumps into one half of the Strawberry Tarts we're suddenly aware it's 1984 all over again as a very entertaining jam session took place at the Wee Red bar at Edinburgh Art College.

Keeping the preservative theme, Salt opened proceedings

Relaxing into their second gig this new band of stalwarts, Including half of the ruby suit nee the 1986 beautiful suit (and also half of Carbona not glue) brought some of those rock n roll ideas up to date while carrying their 50+ wisdom into their songwriting. Their driving rhythm was quite overpowering for the wee red bar initially, as Sharon studiously sung over, under and around the groove. As the songs broke their trajectory, so the instruments struck their own chord and less became more. Suddenly the guitars and drums danced around the vocals as Salt swiftly sailed through the set list. The last three songs had a mixture of fragility and a syncopation that was intoxicating.



Next up was Rose McDowell one half of legendary Glasgow band Strawberry Switchblade and her backing band of 4, including Jeremy Thoms, the one time Strawberry Tart and now Cathode Ray frontman.

It was a supreme performance with a calm and confident Rose delivering a master class in compering the evening.

There's irony somewhere when covering a Strawberry Switchblade song and a Velvet Underground song. Im thinking there was only 15 years between those songs and another 34 years since ......you do you suddenly feel an old audience and dancin Al wasn't going for the splits.

Despite the venue size Rose was taking this gig very professionally and proving perseverance as she plied her trade.

The banter between songs and the performance was a joy to watch and listen to, connecting with everyone in the crowd individually.

The wee red bar is a venue that takes the over 50's until 10pm then kicks us out and puts on a show for the next generation of hipsters. The early finish was a bit surreal but looking at the crowd it was obvious our handicabs bus was outside. I wasn't alone in hobbling out of the show and while we adjourned to a nearby bar it was clear a 3am finish wearing a kebab was a habit for another generation. Early to bed...




Friday, 8 February 2019

Scottish Classic Albums

Congratulations to Davie Scott and team, great work with the Scottish Classic Albums series of podcasts released in 2018 and good luck with the next batch for 2019. Its been a superb accompaniment for me on my 500 miles wanders....

I've borrowed some of the text from my Fat Al camino website fatal-bananas.blogspot.com.....

Whenever I walk the Camino I've got songs aplenty in my head. At 400 miles there's Big Country as we climb O'Cebriero in Galicia, the spanish bagpipes and the Celtic landscape. As we enter Santiago the Proclaimers can be heard over the noise of the traffic.

It's such a joy to walk 500 more again this year and a huge thank you to Chewy Racoon's Davie Scott for making my sleeps so much better.

Snoring as many of you will know is the less salubrious side of the sunshine Camino. The walk across Spain provides a new vista for every stage and sometimes many within the same stage.

Followers of FatAl-bananas.blogspot will know the music of the Camino is equally varied. Whether it's "Pillar to post" rattling through my head as I take to dancing down the scree, or "I can see for miles", there's always a song.

The inspirational camino landscape forms songs in your head and they merge with songs that have been there for years.

I've written many songs daundering along, not least bastardised versions of Wednesday week and little boxes have seen me pause to record videos I've loved them so much. Little vineyards on the hillside still tickles me.

Especially the last verse as I rhyme "then the winos, go to Tesco's, and buy the vino, to drink alfresco, and it all tastes, like ticky tacky, and it all tastes, just the same..." scroll to 44 seconds....



In fact I'm so proud of it I want to get the band back together - meantime, sing it to yourself you'll have that song in your head all day.

That's the beauty of the Camino,

You let go of things you didn't know you were holding.

When listening to Davie Scott's series of classic Scottish albums I hear everything from subtlety to granite and as the sun shines, glistening on the feldspars and iron pyrites, whether its the Pyrenees or Galicia, you really do get the big gold dream.

At the time in 1982, I was so entrenched in the north south divide. I'd cross it frequently thinking the charts were for the south and the clubs and gigs were for the north. Nowadays I forget that history was largely written by the south, its irrelevant, just as how shite the charts were in the 80's, its true, but we weren't about the charts, certainly not TOTP, more the live performances on the Tube, OGWT and radio sessions.

Davie Scott, all the engineers, runners and contributors who have put the Classic Scottish Albums podcasts together must have enjoyed a jubilant job in highlighting some of these landmark moments in the history of, what is, local music.

The dark holes from my past have been illuminated not least in finding out that Spencer Tracey used the Tayside Bar, and then did the showcase at la Sorbonne.

I knew I'd heard that "Mary...", song before.

I remember watching both Big Country and U2 months apart at night moves in Glasgow in 1982.

Who knew how quickly they'd be in stadiums.

Stuart Adamson's guitar playing close up taught me I had a whole lot to learn.

I still cant believe how few people were there that night.

Hats of to Stuart Adamson for saying "No Gobbin!"

That form of punk was over, for sure and I'd forgotten an umbrella.

On seeing him at Night Moves I decided to stick to singing!

By November 1982 we were watching Aztec Camera and the Daintees, in Dundee, and this rock n roll thing was "still on fire".

By 1983 "Sweet Dreams" were made of the interview Hilary & I had with Annie Lennox after the Dundee Dance Factory gig.

2 issues later Stuart Adamson was talking to Roy Terre.

Barney was talking to Karen McD.

But back to the point of the Scottish Classic Albums story.

By 1985 we approach my dark amnesiac period so I can't remember if we reviewed chewy Raccoon but I think Davie's brilliant at interviews!

I enjoyed Campbell's apology to Roddy saying "knife" was sterile compared to "high land hard rain". Half full here, wrote as close as I get to a scathing review of "knife" in issue 27 where I felt the polished production had got the better of the songs. Roddy was rougher live and we knew a few of the songs sounded sweeter on stage. It did for me as I think I realised slagging musicians off hadn't been the plan and from issue 27 to the last issue of 33, I slowly lost it.

Music is so important to the soul and many pursue it at a young age. Few are funded in the rock'n'roll lottery of life, but they still carry on. Memories of those venues linger long and whilst most of us have moved on to concentrate on careers, children, camping out in doorways or other aspects of their life, from full time carer to part time alcoholic and back via karaoke at the gym, it's been a blast and better still, it continues to be.

These podcasts are brilliant and I wish them well in getting more bands to share their past and present as there's still many gaps to plug in the encyclopaedic environment this electronic age encourages.

I've got a yearning to be a librarian by the time I reach 60 and if I can master this electronic environment I'll put on record a set list of every band that ever played Night Moves, Tayside Bar or La Sorbonne.

Cross checked against the "I was there" eg the Clash at la Sorbonne!

A lexicon of love, ha ha ha!


Look at those smiles as we sang in Santiago de Compostela......"Yes, I will walk 500 more!!


Saturday, 26 January 2019

Listen to Deadbeat cassette 3

A huge thank you to

Gordon Gurvan aka Dundee retro


Many thanks Gordon 

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Have a good weekend


Monday, 7 January 2019

Living the dream from 1985

Ha Ha Ha how funny is this - A huge thank you to Gordon Gurvan for finding this in his archives-  sleeping on a typewriter should not be tried at home! 

The end was nigh, as I fell asleep that day. Spiralling costs in the high interest/ high inflation Thatcher days had left us with a price hike required or more advertising and Vinny was asleep at the keys. What had started out as a limited edition secret had become a circulation war. As we usually only got between 7p-8p per issue it wasn't hard to do the maths. 

The one true calculation was I'd be myself and 3 weeks later when we walked into the Barrowlands for New Order, then go backstage and interview them, it seemed a small price to pay. Willy Wonka didn't do music halls but what price for a golden ticket .

All the Deadbeat regulars and others besides (Yes Gary, where is that review) benefited as we sneaked ourselves onto guest lists while the sold out signs blew high in the sky. What I had forgotten though was how beautiful small was. Issue 9 was 800 I think and we sold it out. It was a collectors piece and we went to 1000 for issue 10. My recycling roots were shred on the rocks of rising circulation and when we went back down to 1000 for the flexi disc issue it was a much easier gig. What I forgot when you're flogging 1500-2000 and more is that its more travelling to re-stock the shelves, collect the money, watch a band, get pissed then sleep on a floor in Glasgow, Perth, Dundee or Inverness train station! You also stop putting them out quickly as there's still 100's in all the shops.

Had we stuck at 500-800 there would be no back issues to flog and none under the carpet of 1f L 101 union grove Aberdeen and another 15 addresses in Scotland! 

Great life lessons


On top of the gigs there were all those free records and the record companies were paying for the DB tape ocassionally!

My vinyl collection is solely down to these freebies and although I handed a chunk of the Beggars Banquet into Record Shak when I moved house there's still some lovely pieces of mint vinyl I can look at.

I love the idea of the middle man - lying down on the puddle to help the bands bridge the gap, surely I'll get thrown a crumb or a bottle of Guinness as they go by, see you on the way back down.

I still don't remember getting my typewriter out though for a photo shot, but it is my olivetti!

Sunday, 6 January 2019

2020 Hindsight

I've got the title for the Deadbeat Christmas Annual this year.

It works well for me but how does it work for you?

I'm thinking 2019, open my Christmas present, see 2020 and think,

"I was blind, now I can see....."

Call me St Paul to the Corinthians or another Scottish band but it works for me.

So, next stop, can anyone suggest a cover for the annual, I naturally err towards the most stunning purveyor of tequila I've ever met, oh, and the best smile, haircut was good too...


Saturday, 5 January 2019

Happy New Year!

The resolutions have begun, get the website up to date and get the book out by the summer, aka September!

From the early beginnings in the Autumn of 1982 through to the later issues and the mad year that 1983 was.

Tied to a tree as Thatcher got re-elected it was certainly discombobulating.

Nowadays I'd say it really fucked wi ma scone, but back then I was still a student trying to learn how to spell and broaden my vocabulary.


Whatever, this year I'm going to go properly retro and dig out these tapes and find the masters that I thought I'd found before.

Turns out I never really put the same records back in the same sleeves and was equally poor when it came to putting the tapes back in boxes.

I've still got the coffee and Guinness stained covers drawn magnificently by Hilary.

I think this one was probably 3 years ahead of the Stone Roses but would've worked brilliantly for them!



33 issues with over 600 pages of nonsense and even more 1980's gig adverts.

Quiz lovers will want to check out Keith's superb lyrics sections, oh and the retro X-words.


A great way to hold up a shelf, a wobbly table or just to reach those elusive spices on the top shelf of a kitchen cupboard.

The Deadbeat 2019 annual could just be the perfect Christmas present.


The late great John Peel saying Deadbeat from Scotland, the country that supplies the Liverpool Football Club with all its great players.

As Andy Robertson leads the Scottish return  to Liverpool surely Scotland's recovery is only a fw decades behind.







Thursday, 11 October 2018

Deadbeat Christmas book

I've been a bit slow with this but it should be ready for the 40th anniversary. I've gone for the simplicity of leaving the spelling mistakes and there's alot (!!)

There was a rhythmic quality to the way Rhythm was always rythm. Clearly we were practicing for text speak and allied to this was our removal of vocabulary - most Deadbeat copies used less than 400 words and most were utilised at least 20 times. Original, beat, ... pulsing was up there, we liked our pulses. There was a lot of dance, dance, dance, to the radio, or even, can't dance, can't dance. Words not often used were Vespa, mobile phone and internet. You tube hadn't made it to our screens and we were only just entering the era of the £50,000 video. I remember when Scars made their video on Arthur's seat etc - that put them up alongside Madness and the other great silent movie makers of the time. Only a short year or two later the budgets were going berserk. The great thing about the early videos is the comedy. There were a whole generation falling out of art school who wanted to shoot shorts or had an idea for a mini movie. The songs proved the perfect fodder, especially the 12" single.

The horror genre often got its own 5 minutes of fame as band after band tried to craft a story board depicting the dark side of their creation but let's face it they were hysterically funny. Deadbeat never got around to doing videos for the tapes until 10 years ago when I discovered some copies of the tapes and proceeded to load them up here. The best is still the strawberry tarts one loaded back around 2010. Enjoy

Tuesday, 9 October 2018

I'm a European

A clarity of thinking


Brexit talk needs no walk now we need to act.


The country has been loud about the fact we don't want it.


It's the last stand for our politicians they only have one vote


Get to work now you crazy folk


You will sleep better in years to come



Unlike the poem I hope 


We have elections and we elect MPs and we don't want it cited that they never did their job.


We want to hear that 337 stood up and said I'm NOT AGREEING WITH  THIS  STUPIDITY 


THANKS 


AL


vinnybee and Al are great friends and disagree over most stuff - over Europe they agree - the U.K. Is best served in the E C - it's not any more complicated than that.



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