Sunday 27 February 2022

Cutting Through To The Facts

The facts are that this is the final hurrah (for the moment) where I squeeze together some of the current (or otherwise new to me) releases that are playing in my Shed. Some of you will be thinking that I spend a lot of time alone, reading and listening to music that lived and breathed around 40 years ago, and yes you’d be correct. My wife works full-time and since May 2021 I have been medically retired (garden leave you might call it) with 10 years until I can ‘officially’ retire. I have the luxury of time to sit down and really listen to some of the albums and bands that I missed or have been recommended to me by friends and family. They vary between bearable to outstanding as you would expect. The last collection represents just that ethos of you might like, you might not but who cares really, after all it’s a personal thing between you and the artist and their music. The artists today hail from Australia, Greece, Germany, Manchester, England and, I’m not sure. Here’s hoping that you enjoy them all.


Saturday 26 February 2022

The Final Thrust Into The West

Today is Thursday the 24th of February 2022, the time is now and the shit is really about to hit the fan. I’ve pre-posted this missive for you to salivate over during the weekend. My heart goes out to all those citizens of Ukraine who are going to be caught up in the following weeks, days and hours to come.

When I started the Darker Matter series I had hoped to smash the posts out in quick fire succession, but that went somewhat astray with life getting its spoon into stir the pot up a little. I want to finish the 18 posts tomorrow (Sunday) with as little fuss as possible, getting back to a somewhat irregular schedule from Monday. With that said, I want to bring your attention (for it does wander) back to the contents of Vol 17. Five albums of Post-Punk / Synth-Pop / Goth Rock and Indie goodness that you’re likely to enjoy just before your bedtime. Expanding on that statement you have a 1984 synth-pop, minimal wave album that was reissued in 2020, a blinding Goth Rock opus also released in 2020 that has a link to Leeds finest RLYL, a stomping Industrial Synth compilation of noise covering 1981-1991, an Indie Rock expanded album from 2021 and finally, a 2021 special kind of Post-Punk debut that has some great influences.


Friday 25 February 2022

And It’s A No From Me

The debate I was having in my last post regarding the Louise Patricia Crane debut album in Crimson Red vinyl has been resolved, and it’s a no from me. I already purchased the digital a while ago and it’s not really featured in my playlists or random listening on iTunes, so I’ve passed on it. Today’s Darker Matter is Vol 16 and it contains two cracking albums featuring Rozz Williams (yea, him of that Christian Death) and Gitane Demone (yea, her of that other Christian Death) collaborating for the greater good of Death Rock in general. It’s a seriously underappreciated sub-genre that I can’t say I have really dived into, maybe I should one day. Obviously there are other albums in Vol 16, I just haven’t got around to mentioning them, so in no particular order, we have The Danse Society with a double CD celebrating 40 years (filling nearly half of the folder alone) with some of their extended mixes. This is a pretty comprehensive compilation of The Danse Society’s output over the decades so expect musings from the current and not so current line ups mixed in with the original band’s recordings. Finally I have one of those bands that were great, but got lost between their origins and their final incarnation. Rising from the demise of Southern Death Cult, the three amigos who were left out in the cold, found a new vocalist, secured a new recording contract, and promptly released their only single before the label lost interest and dropped them. Reeling from their second kick in the guts the band separated before finally becoming a duo calling themselves Into A Circle. History lesson over, get this album…it’s brilliant.


Thursday 24 February 2022

Bringing It Home

I’m busy debating with me and myself whether or not to purchase the latest edition of Patricia Louise Crane’s debut opus Deep Blue on Crimson Red vinyl (100 copies). It is a difficult album for me as it’s the closest thing to The Eden House since they went their separate ways; it’s just missing that delightful bass that Tony Pettitt brought to the mix (you can make up your own mind later when I post Vol 18). Today however is Vol 15 which has set aside space for two groups, Clan Of Xymox and a new band to me, Double Echo. Now you all should know of Clan Of Xymox (or just plain old Xymox), from previous history lessons hosted on this blog, who have two releases from 2021 that you should enjoy here. Double Echo have been around since 2012 hailing from Liverpool and New York dealing in Electronic Rock. Their most recent 2021 album and their 2019 release are just enough to whet your appetite…

Wednesday 23 February 2022

Thank You

Well that wasn’t much fun, three week have passed since my official Heart Attack. I want to thank everyone who took time to post, you’re all excellent!! Everyone here is in agreement that it was what it was, and I’m now fully rested and looking forward to enjoying my life. With that thought in mind I have upped Darker Matter Vol 14 for you to drool over which features three classic old skool groups, two of which have released new product and the other one with an album I thought I had lost, and three awesome recent releases from goth, new wave, electro-synth and darkwave influenced bands that I know you’re gonna love.

Enough from me get thee down to the good bit below.


In The Garden Re-Upped

Eurythmics' debut album, In the Garden, is the missing link between the work of the Tourists, who included both Dave Stewart and Annie Lennox, and 1983's commercial breakthrough, Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This). Co-produced by Kraftwerk producer Conny Plank at his studio in Germany, it has some of the distant, mechanistic feel of the European electronic music movement, but less of the pop sensibility of later Eurythmics. The chief difference is in Lennox's singing; even when the musical bed is appealing, Lennox floats ethereally over it, and the listener doesn't focus on her. As a result, In the Garden wasn't much of a success, though when Eurythmics streamlined their sound and emphasized Lennox's dominating voice on subsequent releases, they found mass popularity.


In a nutshell, In The Garden is a hidden gem. I say “hidden” because initially, even though the band was signed to RCA, the record was only available in the US as an import. Recorded at Conny Plank’s studio in Cologne, in Germany, in 1981, In The Garden belies its humble origins and stands the test of time, more than anything simply because it comes from the heart. Produced by Plank himself (who’d produced Devo and Kraftwerk) and featuring Blondie’s Clem Burke on drums and Can’s Holgar Czukey on (amongst other things) “Thai stringed instruments and French horn”, the record could have very easily kicked off the electro-clash movement; if historians hadn’t seen fit to slot in this particular episode a decade or so later.

Clem’s recruitment came about because Dave and Annie saw him in a club and Annie persuaded Dave to go up to him and ask him if he wanted to join. And Holgar? Well, “Holgar was always around at Conny’s and Conny himself was always so stimulating and interesting and Holgar just happened to be too, as well as being extremely eccentric and great fun to play with.” Holgar, of course, had been Stockhausen’s star pupil and Stockhausen’s son, Marcus, ended up playing brass on In The Garden. You can tell the Blondie influences on, in particular, Your Time Will Come, but whether this is anything to do with Clem or Annie’s personal fascination with Debbie Harry is a moot point. For Annie, Blondie was “the ultimate pop band” although for others this is something that Eurythmics were soon to become themselves.

Listening to In The Garden now, some three and a half decades after its release, is to be transported back to an era when electronic artists like Depeche Mode and Human League and even David Bowie ruled the airwaves. There are other influences too: Dave’s guitar work is reminiscent of both Chameleons and Magazine and the track Take Me To Your Heart is all lost-future, contemporaneous Kraftwek. Another track, namely She’s Invisible Now, is almost defiantly no wave (if you remember that, you really have been paying attention) with more than a nod to Marbles’ nature of the song is no more-or-less offset by the “10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1″ countdown which gives an even more recognizable nod to Bowie’s Space Oddity. Moreover, as if to prove her European credentials, Annie sings in French on Sing Sing and of revenge on, ahem, Revenge a theme that Eurythmics would return to on a later record.

Ultimately, of course, In The Garden is the tale of Eurythmics taking flight for the first time, of Dave and Annie striding out into the world as equals, as one and of them letting their hair down after the trials and tribulations of The Tourists. It has innocence and beauty and is probably unlike every other Eurythmics record you will ever hear. For some Eurythmics’ aficionados it is their favourite record. And for others, quite soon, it may become theirs too.

Friday 4 February 2022

Hospital

Yeah well I’m not going to be able to finish the 18 Darker Matter posts next week as I’m in the Acute Cardiac Ward in the local hospital. I had a minor heart attack on Tuesday morning as I stepped out of the shower. I will return and finish the 18 posts at some point in February but for the next few weeks I’m going to be looking after myself. Take care of your family and I’ll see you all soon. 

AJ

We Care A Lot

Coming up today (Friday), we introduce the world of science fiction fantasy, ultra-violence, Dinosaurs and a reinvigorated super hero from the past. Yes folks, it’s the beginning of 1977 (February) and 2000AD was launched. I missed the first edition (Prog 1) but from the second one onwards for nearly 4 years I religiously bought and stored every copy (I only stopped when my collection was destroyed in a fire). Judge Dredd, who would cruse around on his monster machine motorbike all dressed in black, dishing out law enforcement in his futuristic Mega City of Judge, Jury and when necessary, Executioner. Battling giant killer robots in Call Me Kenneth and creatures from another dimension where life is outlawed in Dark Justice featuring Judge Death and his fellow dark Judges (Based on The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse). There was Dan Dare, reborn from his early days in the 60’s comic Eagle fighting alien space creatures in orbit around Jupiter, then being sent to the outer reaches of the galaxy, with a crew of desperate prisoners, to fight aliens and bring peace (we come in peace…shoot to kill) to the wild and dangerous outer worlds. Finally we have the dinosaurs of Flesh being farmed for their meat, destined for the hungry world of the 23rd century. Herded up by cowboy ranchers, slaughtered and delivered to the future population via time-travel, one massive female T-Rex named ‘Old One Eye’ takes the fight back to the cowboys slaughtering and eating her way through their ranks. Obviously this is the real reason why the dinosaurs became extinct…the asteroid is just a cover story.



Thursday 3 February 2022

Coming Down

For Thursday it’s time to talk about graphic novels or comics if you like. Being a child born in the 60’s I was an avid reader of all things comic in the 70’s in the UK. I had Battle / Action with my favourite strips in Battle being Major Easy and Rat Pack. There was also a strip in Action about a shark with a gaff hook sticking out of its lower jaw, ironically title Hook Jaw. Please comment if you also remember any of the early to mid 70’s UK comics. It was a different style of storytelling in the UK comics that Marvel and DC didn’t capture for me. I wasn’t interested in fantasy heroes; I wanted gritty violent gore and more down to earth stories that Battle and Action offered separately and less so when joined together. Graphic ultra-violence, edgy war stories, and cool assed characters floated my youthful pre-teen boat. In 1977 everything changed with the 37th edition of Action being withdrawn and pulped due to the ultra-violence and anarchy depicted within. One month later Action returned noticeably tamed down, eventually being merged with Battle. By that time I had lost interest with them and had picked up the new kid on the block, 2000AD.

Wednesday 2 February 2022

Heaven Smiles Above Me

It’s a mystery, no one knows but me what’s coming next. I am undecided on the nature of this post, I feel that there should be something arousing and bold, but still artistic and with merit within this awesome folder. Does that even exist in this lame world of woke correctness? Smugly smiling down from my seat set up high in the clouds, I’m travelling to far off lands and distant shores with mischief on my mind. The land of tomorrow has yet to arrive, always just out of reach of my aeroplane. The land of today is still all fucked up with variants and strains of the original virus. Tomorrow beckons with yet a new version, and as tomorrow becomes today, we stand at a crossroads where as a population we must decide how to live with an ever more unwritten future. I like the chaos that begins with the realisation that the future cannot be forecast, that as a race we could all be erased within hours, and that Yuri Gellar could indeed be right about aliens coming over to say Hey! (Let’s see if the aliens have read the script before arriving and start negotiations for our unconditional surrender, slavery and eventual execution with the leaders of the largest land mass on the planet…)

Tuesday 1 February 2022

Hot Dark And Moist

I’ll just google ‘Hot Dark And Moist’ and see what comes up…

Its midday on Monday and it’s a day for warm salted caramel brownies. A little comfort food while a wild wind blows across the country causing more havoc and death as the day grows old. If you’ve been out this morning and the wind has cut through you like a hot knife through butter, you’ll know what I mean (if you’re reading this in another country than the UK, you probably have your own weather issues). Even being dragged up as a child in the wild north east of Scotland, I've never enjoyed being out in a howling gale, fucking hateful weather.