Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Titles Are For Chumps, Swap Trainers For Pumps

Ey up, me ducks!

So the grey slides down the slated roofs and muddles around our feet, so what? So it soaks the fringes of our velvet bellbottoms, so it seeps into the backs of our hearts and asks us uncomfortable questions in a chilling, wet voice about how far we think we've come and in what direction - so what about any of that?

One September has born a monster - a thrice-cephalopodded beast of Junkbox. Junkbox 26 (para-titled Wet September Fruits) has clustered itself against that which went before. This is the news on which we must focus. This is the story the kids want to hear.

It readies itself on my computer now, it gestates - and once that pregnancy reaches it partition, it will be available here. But what does it comprise, grammar fans? Well...

Insidious Junkbox XXVEye - West September Fruits

Frank Black - Los Angeles (nearly typed Los Angleseys - how cool would that've been, eh?)
The Breeders - Metal Man
Secret Colours - Bad Vibrations
Women - Venice Lockjaw (LP- Public Strain is very good!)
Public Image - Fodderstompf (anti-disco dub disco!!!!)
Neon Indian - Mind, Drips (Bibio remix)
Sole - Sebago
Edgar Wappenhalter - "Michel Brun Omber" (Cauliflower Dreams cassettes)
Flying Lotus - Zodiac Shit
Devon Irons - Vampire
Duran Duran Duran - Hard Girls
Grass Widow - Submarine (LP - Past Time is also very good!)
Baby Monster - Ultra Violence And Beethoven
Neil Michael Hegarty - Repeat The Sound of Joy (very, very finally)

So until we crush the next pub quiz at Jam St cafe in der Range, I'll leave you with the sound of your life blood rushing through your pearl-like shell-likes.

Your pal, Coc x

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