Wednesday, April 20, 2005

C30, C60, C90, Go!

A week or so ago I found, to my delight, another box of old tapes I haven’t played for a while, mainly stuff I’d transferred from vinyl back in the 1980s so that I didn’t have to cart a load of LPs up to my Sheffield student hovel. The inlay cards were a labour of love, track listings typed with two fingers to produce a lo-fi look which I enjoyed. I obviously had far too much time on my hands. Anyhow, in the car I have been playing lots of New Order (Power, Corruption and Lies and the blistering Lowlife album) as well as some Magazine (The Correct Use of Soap) and Wire (Chairs Missing). The Magazine sounds a bit dated now but the Wire stands the test of time with its staccato riddims and good old-fashioned quirkiness. Tonight I played The Pogues’ Rum, Sodomy and the Lash (now, there’s a firm of solicitors) and will devote tomorrow’s journeys to some bewitching Pornography (the 1982 gothic masterpiece by The Cure as opposed to a barrage of explicit images intended to arouse desire. Of course).