Don't Rain on My Parade

Bah! All my records are still in my Mum and Dad's loft in Liverpool. At the moment I don't have a record player because I don't have any records. I am not one of those MOJO reading, Dylan-loving, Techo-hating bores who whinge on about how vinyl is far superior to any other format because of its 'warmth' or 'realness' or whatever other Rockist nonsense people come out with. But, I do like vinyl for the simple fact that LPs, 12 inches and 7 inches in themselves are much more aesthetically pleasing objects than CDs. I need to get them shipped over, especially after stumbling across Rain Parade's legendary September 1985 Whistle Test performance on You Tube. The Waterboys appeared on the same program and played a rousing version of 'This is the Sea', a performance I had on a video that may or may not have been lost - further investigation on that subject is required. Anyway, I want my Rain Parade records (shipping costs permitting).

Waits and Weatherall

I am sitting here watching Warp Vision, a collection of videos by artists from the label given to me as a birthday present by someone with excellent taste, and I have just realised that the promo for Sabres of Paradise's Wilmot contains more than a passing nod to the video for Tom Waits' In the Neighborhood.


Surely Weatherall - and former Jesus and Mary Chain bassist Douglas Hart who directed the thing - are too aware of such events for this to be a coincidence. Or am I just reading too much into it?

The Wonderful and Frightening World....

The World really just doesn't make sense anymore. How can it when things like this happen? What next? John Lydon presenting 'This is Your Life', or Nick Cave reading the Shipping Forecast. I am off for a lie down.