It's not as if we're talking about a handful of bigots here - those polls scare me.
Indeed but large parts of many countries scare me.
I admit to being something of a poll junkie and was gratified to see the slew of national polls arriving at 538 yesterday afternoon (US time) all giving HRC two to six points, which was quite a turn.
HRC scares me too and it really is the best of two evils, but the chasm between the two evils is vast.
If Trump does get in, the only thing that would lessen the blow is that the senate is leaning strongly Democrat.
For Bowie fans from 1980
1973 I think. 1980 just sounded so far in the future to us all back then.
Also just up on AudioCulture, this seems timely.
Ian showed me all the original drawings for these last week when I visited him and Chris.
Indeed. You could call it dilettantism given that they weren’t really involved in those other scenes, but the way they brought them to light was really important.
The whole NY No Wave scene at the cusp of the 80s was a real hothouse of the emerging sounds too of course. Into that punk, hip-hop and post-disco boogie sound you probably need to mix the new wave of jazz and the 70s Latin explosion. It’s incredible just how much happened in such a compacted era – any part of which would have and did change the world.
Wasn’t it Rule the Track? I can’t recall whether it was before after the Housequake parties in early 1989 (I was out of the country) but that was Grant Fell et al stretching the boundaries.
Rule The Track was late 1989 I think. The first dance parties in Auckland were parties in various warehouses around the city in 86 or so, put on by Peter Urlich and Mark Phillips, the last of which was heavily raided by the cops who confiscated all the booze (which had been supplied by the VBH restaurant in Parnell). They took a truckload of beer etc to Central and then denied they had taken it. It was never seen again.
Then – if I can blow my own trumpet a little – came The Asylum in what was then The Galaxy (now The Powerstation) from 1986 to late 87. It was a sporadic party, as in only operating when there were no live shows at the venue. We’d put an advert in the Herald that simply said “Asylum Friday” or “Asylum all weekend”, and Radio B would give us a free promo. We would regularly put through 1000-1200 on the nights we had open, all to a diet of hip-hop and early house which was being supplied to Roger Perry and myself by Manchester’s Eastern Bloc Records.
And yes, I know a lot of it is already around, but the quality of the digital captures is impressive.
Agreed, but others - like the Reps - are up there already in fairly good quality already (the direct lift from the TVNZ archive version is on NZoS and YouTube). I'm just a little wary too that the likes of Toy Love are being done out of their few cents. It may not be much but in the case of that TL vid I cleared it with the band and with Flying Nun, it was then claimed by them so as to ensure they got whatever was paid. I'd rather that went to them than Mark Zuckerberg as I'm sure most people would.
Rock Theatre, Wellington (behind the Trades Hall), a 1980 concert (February maybe) with The Swingers – filmed for Radio With Pictures, I think…
To be fair much of what is on that page is fairly easily found on YouTube, and of course the fact that these are are FB embedded means they can’t be more widely shared beyond that site. Hopefully Neil is going to add the handful that are truly lost and rare to You Tube or similar.
Edit: just noted a newish embed link on the FB vid page so the above may be superfluous.
Back in the day I used to get a table halfway up the room with the commercial radio people. As Duncan put it on The Spinoff:
I was demoted from the front table last year next to Lorde's to one 3/4 of the way back. Clearly one needs to open a Vodafone dealership in Matamata to keep one's status.
did they? Not how I remember it.
To be fair, that’s pretty much as I recall it. They drew a line in the sand that most of the covers bands at Zwines (and they all were at that stage) hadn’t even figured out existed before.
That first Enemy gig in the Queen City was a fairly pivotal moment which went from “we’re gonna send these hippies back to where they belong” to a stunned “oh fuck!” in one slash of Chris’ broken bottle during ‘Iggy’.
And of course from that moment on to be a contender you had to write songs.