WHERE are the old punks on Twitter? There are more 30-something DJs tweeting their brains out than you could shake a shitty stick at, but the generation of stay-up-forever party animals before them don’t seem to have caught the bug in quite the same way.
They’re all over Facebook, MySpace and most other online social media platforms you’d care to mention, from the well-meaning and informative but occasionally holier-than-thou Southern Records forum to the irreverent and endlessly diverting website born out of the legendary Kill Your Pet Puppy fanzine. But very few have made it onto Twitter.
Of course, Boy George tweets. He was, and remains, as punk as fuck. Ditto Alternative Tentacles, clearly, and the Gang of Four too. Okay, and Justin Broadrick. And ACR. I also have my suspicions about the not-so-secret pasts of people like Graeme Park and Luke Solomon. But where is Viv Albertine? The Shend from the Cravats? Jimmy Pursey? Pauline Murray? Cal from Discharge? Mensi? Are you out there?
Apparently not. They’ve probably got better stuff to do. Which is a shame, because I think Cal from Discharge would be able to do wonderful things with 140 characters – although they’d probably all be capitals, exclamation marks and downward smiley-faces :(
@Cal_from_Discharge AIN’T NO FEEBLE BASTARD, AIN’T NO FUCKING SCAPEGOAT!!! Also, thinking about what to have for tea 1 day ago
One of the things I like most about Twitter is that DJs and producers often link to free downloads of new tracks and mixes – and as anyone who knows me will tell you, I am nothing if not cheap.
I’ve been following the work of Philly DJ and producer King Britt since I first heard the stuff he did with Josh Wink as E-Culture and Just King and Wink for Strictly Rhythm in the early Nineties, and I’m happy to be able to tell you that he’s still producing great music today – and regularly dishes out free samples of it, flagged up on Twitter, via his FiveSixMedia label.
Recent top-quality giveaways include tracks by Ron Trent, Tori Amos, Wendy & Lisa and, best of the lot, a smouldering jam courtesy of Ursula Rucker and Dego from 4Hero.
There’s more. Lovers of the tender, soulful and a little bit sleazy round the edges should seek out Electric Love by Vikter Duplaix, while Strut Records recently gave away a fine four-track sampler with a simply amazing tune by Amp Fiddler and the ever-dependable Sly & Robbie, a bubbling, bass-heavy, Rhodes-driven tale of a bad day that just gets worse and worse. You really need to hear this, trust me.
There have also been a few mixed sequences that have come my way recently, most notably Todd Terje’s epic four-hour deep disco set from this year’s Big Chill, Flash Atkin’s ace retrospective mini-mix from the vaults of the brilliant Paper Recordings, and an ace Acid Soul mix, which takes in “balearic, Chicago, disco & deep house flavours” from Leftside Wobble.
So with all this free love going on, it would be rude not to pass on this downloadable delight that RQM sent me. A remix of RQM’s down and dirty new single, Barely Evil, by “Alpine dub masters Filewile”, this is glitchy and clicky, bleepy and nasty in all the right places and has been soundtracking my more frazzled morning-after commutes for the last few weeks.
Poor RQM is moving from Barcelona to Berlin any day now, and he’s “scared of what the Berlin winter” will do to him. My heart fucking bleeds. Great tune though. More to come from RQM very soon.
One old punk who almost certainly doesn’t have a twitter account is Chris Taylor, who used to play bass for the Poison Girls. Taylor now plays bass for a band called the Bays, who never rehearse, never record and improvise every gig – the product is performance. They’re an absolute blast and I suggest you check them out at the earliest available opportunity.
The other week, I blagged a Flip video camera from work and interviewed Taylor after a typically exhuberant performance by the Bays at the newly-reopened Band on the Wall in Manchester. Apologies for the piss-poor, slightly drunk interview technique. What can I say? It’s hard work filming and talking at the same time.
Many thanks to Chris Taylor for taking the time to speak to me. Someone from the Preston & Leyland Citizen also did a proper interview on the night.
And to finish, this fine piece of droning, clanking dirge-rock, Dead Mantra by the Dead Skeletons, comes highly recommended by my old chum Dean Cavanagh, who proclaims it to be the song of the year. Who am I to argue? Either way, it’s just about the most punk rock thing I’ve heard since the last Flipper album.
At the time of writing, the Dead Skeletons do not appear to have a Twitter account.