Derek's away on holiday this week, so he is unavaible for sPazTuning. He did send you this lovely snapshot though, for you to treasure for always.
Avast! It's friday night and that means it is sPazTuning time! On with the fun
1. Goblin - Suspira (Narration)
Have to hurry, it's only a minute long. From the film, tremendous Italian prog-jazz merchants (prazz? jog?). Plinky plonky atmospheric creepy thing, with added creepy voice saying things I can't make out. Something about witches. Don't remember witches in the film. Were there witches in the film? I don't think so. Answers on a post(card). Nice creepy opening for the sPazTune though, nice work you little software you.
2. Adjeef the Poet - Squafrech Lemon Comes Back
Supposedly sixties mentalism from the Pebbles Series (Vol. 3 - The Acid Gallery). I say supposed because it wasn't on my vinyl version (only the cd re-release) and it sounds contrived. And a bit rubbish. Piss off Adjeef! And take your Squafrech Lemon with you! Bastard. Hurry up and finish!
3. Dinosaur Jr. - The Post
It's a little known fact that J. Mascis was a slave to the Innovations catalogue. He just couldn't get enough of it - he'd read it from cover to cover at least three times before carefully separating the pages and using them to add to his giant Innovations catalogue montage on his bedroom wall (naturally he needed two copies to ensure he didn't miss anything - he'd be heartbroken at the thought of an innovative solar-powered luminescent garden-lighting gnome being pasted face down on his wall). This song is his homage to waiting for them to arrive each and every day. What the heck, it's pleasant and sounds like every other Dinosaur Jr. song ever.
4. Broadcast - Illumination
I have the estimable Mr. Jona to thank for my mild obsession with Broadcast, and for that he has my eternal and, indeed, everlasting gratitude. I'm sure you're all well aware how grand Broadcast are and what they sound like, so I won't patronise you by rattling on the lushness, the voice or anything else. I shall instead make use of the newly available time to make sure all the titles are suitably bolded and gaze lovingly at Derek's postcard. Bless his little mutant socks (Derek, not Jona. Although he may have mutant socks, I really don't know).
5. Scott Walker - Next
Good, but not as good as the Sensational Alex Harvey Band version. NEXT! (it all hinges on the way Alex sings "Whooooorehouse", you see. Just adds that extra frisson of goodness. Plus it's just better anyway).
6. Solomon Burke - Everybody Needs Somebody to Love
A reasonably fine song by and outrageously wonderful and gobsmackingly great-voiced chap, irrevocably ruined by that shitpile of an excuse for cocking film. Damn you Blues Brothers, DAMN YOU TO HELL (I realise one of them is already there, and I have to let the other one off on account of Ghostbusters).
7. The Monkeywrench - Around Again
How good are The Monkeywrench? Pretty bloody wonderfully good, that's how good! I've said it before, I'll doubtless say it again and I'm bloody well saying it now, too - you can't be a motherfuckingly bluesy and bastardly hard fusion of the talents of Mudhoney and Gas Huffer (and some other people). Arise, Sir Tom Price! (please note, I do not actually have the power to confer knighthoods. thankyou).
8. Billy Thompson - Black Eyed Girl
Black eyes? Isn't that kind of scary, Billy? Run, run whilst you still can! He doesn't specify whether it is the whole eye, or just the iris. If it's just the iris, I'll let him off. A jauntily soothing slice of northern soul, fitting quite nicely with The 'Wrench (despite The 'Wrench being nothing like northern soul at all).
9. The Bar-Kays - Soulfinger
sPazTunes is just showing off now. I mean, you could almost actually choose this to go after l'il Billy there. I heart The Bar-Kays (especially Son of Shaft). Shame they all plummeted to their doom in a plane crash. A lovely staxful instrumental of the highest order.
10. Happy Mondays - 'Enery
Ah, that's more random. It's almost unbelievable to the humans of today, but The Happy Mondays used to be really, really exciting and fantastic and generally magnificent. Some of that might be to do with me being about 16 when they swung by, but Squirrel... is still a wonderfully seedy album. FACT. And Shaun "The Spastic" Ryder is still THE finest frontmen and lyricists to have emerged from Little Hulton in the late eighties.
11. Don Covay & The Good Timers - It's in the Wind
Cut down on the beans, Don old chap. Silly sPazTunes should have snuck this in before Les Lundis, all soft, gentle and soulful. Whilst not the finest of the soul voices of the era, I still have a soft spot for Don. Not in a rude way.
12. Dead Kennedys - Moon Over Marin
HURRAH! Nestling at the end of the second side of Plastic Surgery Disasters, this little ditty (along with the rest of the second side - the first side was more of a connection with the short spiky shoutiness of In God We Trust Inc.) presaged what was to come on the INCOMPARABLY FUCKING GOOD AND YOU SHOULD ALL OWN AND GODDAMN WORSHIP Frankenchrist. If there was any justice in the world, everyone would love the Dead Kennedys as much as I do (and in particular side two of Plastic Surgery Disasters and all of Frankenchrist). Also, Jeffrey Archer would have been born with no fingers and a morbid fear of book writing, so it's safe to say justice is somewhat lacking.
13. DJ Yoda - Tom Browne/Funkin' For
It's all very good, but it makes little sense taken out of context from the album mix as a whole. Must try harder sPazTunes, 3/10, see me.
14. The Fuzztones - She's My Witch
Do I need to explain how great The Fuzztones were? Why, ARE YOU STUPID? They're as great as it is possible for a band fronted by a reasonably aged man called Rudi Protrudi that didn't really write its own songs and only really did ace sixties garage covers to be. And that's pretty bloody great. They even covered Bloodstone's DOA! To tremendous effect! (if you appreciate morbidly spooky songs about dying in a plane crash, that is. I know I do!)
15. The Meteors - Mutant Rock
sPazTunes is getting cocky again. Following up the spooky sixties feel with THE prime slice of Meteors psychobilly would be perfectly acceptable mixtapecd(tm) behaviour. Do the mutant rock! Go on, you know you want to!
16. The Lyres - Nobody But Me
It really IS getting cocky! A moderately superb early-revivalist cover (christ, I sound like that art nun now) of The Human Beinz original. Not as bloody fuckingly amazing Naz Nomad & The Nightmares cover though. Everyone should own the Naz Nomad & The Nightmares album (and not just because it is called Give Daddy the Knife, Cindy and is made by The Damned in contractual disguise). It should be compulsory.
17. The Cherry
Named after the most improbably constituted form of bed covering (possibly), these chaps represent two things - firstly the now blatantly cocky theming by sPazTunes and secondly the second wave of Estrus garage-punking hopefuls (following in the esteemed footsteps of The Monomen etc). A decent fist they make of it, too!
18. Magical Power Mako - Ruding Piano
One and a half minutes of frankly uncategorisable seventies Japanese madness from the irredeemably odd Mr. Mako. Imagine the William Tell theme played on an electric piano with some random shouting thrown in for good measure.
19. Jackie Morningstar - Rockin' in the Graveyard
An official favourite of The Cramps' Lux and Ivy (it must be, it says so on the record. Lux & Ivy's Favourites Vol. 2 - see?). A late fifties/early sixties paean to the art of dancing wildly in graveyards. Which as we all know is late fifties/early sixties code for necrophilia.
20. The
CHIBBIDY CHI! My excitement at this (and understanding of what the hell I'm on about) would probably only be shared by Stoof, who I have to thank for this frankly wonderfully rubbish sixties Girl/Boy (girl sings, boys impersonate Alvin Chipmunk on backing vocals). It was massive in
CHIBBIDY CHI! Remember, I don't want thanks, only small monetary donations.
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