Manhattan Project

I'm off to sell more snake oil in New York City tomorrow dear hearts. It'll be a whistle stop visit - in and work the schtick and out again - no opps for late night gigs or partays. I might get to wander about town for an hour or so tomorrow p.m, all dazed and out of time. And the views are quite nice and the Brooklyn Brewery's range is growing on me.

Back Friday morning via the red-eye. Bleary and teary.

Will Tweet!

Hey. Whaddyagonnado.

Simon & Garfunkel - 'The Only Living Boy In New York' (1970)

Now

18th April 2013 To Dexys at the Duke Of York's Theatre in London's glittering West End...

Pre-show pints with @so_mark off of that Twitter and his lovely wife, then...

Act I - One Day I'm Going To Soar: The Complete Work: with passion, bite, tightness, swooning, crooning and several costume changes (Kev). Our 'hero' (?) dreams of, meets, wins, kisses and is inca- inca- incapable of loving The Woman - but it's OK John Joe, he's Free.

Ovation.

Act II (no-one now is sitting down) - 'some old favourites' extend our tale: 'Don't stand me down, for I'll never stop saying your name' and 'You were standing next to me in 82 and 83' and 'Academic inspiration? To be honest Geno you gave me fuck all' and the confession of a crime ('I was burning, burning burning') that took place 'From 1966 to 1993', Until I Believe In My Soul, Tell Me When My Light Turns Green because This Is What She's Like (mammoth mix) - by now your blogger is out of Stall N9 and down front Stage Right testifying - or was that Kevin, or was that us all?

Ovation, ovation, ovation.

And me wanting to write something now about the Redemptive Power of Art (sorry).

The Italians have a word for it. A thunderbolt or something. I don't speak Italian myself you understand. But I knew a man who did.

Dexys Midnight Runners - 'Listen To This' (1985)

Yeah Baby

Gil Scott-Heron - 'Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler)' (1981)

Soul Saturday

Drew sent me off on a search for more Gloria (Ann) Taylor when he posted 'Love Is A Hurting Thing', a brilliant, brilliant tune from an EP I learn is infamously rare and hugely desired by the hipsters.

I found this, which could almost be a Martha & Vandellas single (it's good enough) were it not for a quality in the production (that psych guitar!) that sends it ever so slightly off-kilter in the best of all possible ways.

Gloria Taylor - 'Total Disaster' (1971)

A vinyl rip! (though sadly not mine).

Brother To Brother

Graham and me (and my toy cat), 1965

It has been a week off but cold and made colder by the passing of a brother, my brother, on Monday. I didn't think I would write about it here but it feels dishonest not to. We were not 'close'; he was seventeen when I was born, until then the youngest of three and he always said the smell of nappies made him leave home and follow our eldest brother into the Navy. I think he was only half-joking; replaced as the 'baby' by a real one, me. He was kind and funny and life-loving but the life-loving took its toll and now they are telling us too he had motor neurone disease - in hospital for months and in the last few weeks unable to eat, drink, swallow. There is no cure, so I suppose it is a fact that his death was a 'release'.

We were not close, he was seventeen when I was born; we didn't grow up together.

But he was funny and kind and life-loving and he was my big baby brother.

Sleep tight Gray x

The Searchers - 'Needles & Pins' (1964)