Absolute Beginners - Colin McInnes
Kestrel for a Knave - Barry Hines
Lonely Londoners - Sam Selveon
Nick Drake - Patrick Humphries
Whatever You Think, Think The Opposite - Paul Arden
An Affectionate Punch - Justin de Villeneuve
Black and White Memories - David Bailey
Damned Utd - David Peace
Today There Are No Gentlemen - Nik Cohn
The Cover Art of Blue Note Records - Marsh/Callingham/Crowley
Albums/Singles Made To Love Magic - Nick Drake Wee Small Hours - Frank Sinatra Soul '69 - Aretha Franklin Innervisions - Stevie Wonder All Mod Cons - The Jam Cleopatra - Paul Horn Sings The Winners - Anita O'Day Nobodys Fool - Cold Turkey Roxette - Dr Feelgood Three Button Hand Me Down - The Faces
Rocco and his Brothers
This Happy Breed
To Love a Proper Stranger
Thomas Crown Affair (original)
The Small World of Sammy Lee
Seven close friends, aka The Jolly Boys, during one of their religious like Sunday afternoon sessions are offered ownership of a racehorse. Following contributing factors and a bit of thought they decide to give it a go. Set in the 80’s with a backdrop that captures the political nature of the times, the interactive laddish banter, genuine working class humour and quips shot from the lip make The Mumper a tale that appeals to the British male. Many of the Jolly Boys, with an age range that spans several generations, have an obsession with clothes. Original mod’s, through to 80’s revivalists, as well as those who’s satirical ideas of style pre-date the 60’s originals, attention to detail of who is wearing what, gives the story a subliminal mod inclined leaning. Without blowing the plot, a pair of distinctive shoes have a bearing on the outcome. Highly amusing, very entertaining,with interactions between characters that most males can empathise, sympathise and relate to, The Mumper would, could and indeed should be adapted for a visual format, be it big screen or DVD. Simply, The Mumper has all prerequisites to become a 21st century style Ealing comedy with a dash of Only Fools and Horses for good measure.
"It's the Red Rum of READS!" Gary Crowley DJ and Broadcaster
"An Ealing comedy for the 21st Century" Martin Freeman - Actor
"As a north London boy I was a little concerned about taking an adventure over the water, but The Mumper was a truly enjoyable journey into the heart of the deep south." Robert Elms - BBC London 94.9 fm
"It's cracking read. I can heartily recommend The Mumper. Set in South East London in the 1980s, it's the rib-tickling tale of seven mates and a race-horse. It’s funny, well-paced and speckled with authentic London lingo. A small joy." Garry Bushell The Daily Star
"It's original, funny and moving and the period detail from the dark days of Thatcher's Britain is spot on. Also, the dialogue is sharper than the creases on a pair of sta-pressed Farahs". Ian Moore,Comedian, Writer, Chutney-Maker, Mod.
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Five songs on myspace
The music scene at the minute is in a sad state of affairs.. However, in the midst of all this tight jeaned, Peaches Geldof loving hysteria, there lies a tiny glimpse of hope in the shape of four undiscovered boys from Middlesbrough. The Master Colony may not have entered the big leagues but the potential is there. Whilst they may give off a certain Gallagheresque vibe and sport haircuts that that ponse Weller would be proud of, there’s certain integrity to their music. You get the impression that despite the blatant influence of Mod and Madchester, this music is still their own. There’s no desperation to emulate, more an inherent need to pay homage to their musical inspiration.
As with every great band, the leader is apparent. As he struts around, playing the charismatic front man and belting out the surprisingly intelligent lyrics, Sheerin seems much older and more experienced than his age should allow. His band members all fulfil their individual roles perfectly. Bassist Lewi Mondall nonchalantly wanders around looking every inch the effortlessly cool style god, whilst guitarist Joe dons Thunderbird chic providing the ‘one your mother would like’ effect. Adrian Neal, banished behind the safety barrier of a drum kit, bashes away, apparently unaware that this is a performance, turning up in what I’m lead to believe is his usual attire of Bermuda shorts. Perhaps he’s sensitive to global warming and I suppose it is warm for November.
The songs are an eclectic mix, from a definite bluesy feel, to country, mainly focusing on good old fashioned British guitar rock that I find myself craving in a sea of keyboard and tinny electronic sounding bands ponsing aroung in face paint masquerading as artistic. (Even Bowie struggled to pull that one off!) Whilst it may not be revolutionary but it’s good. After all, aren’t all the best fashions recycled?
Despite the honest influence, it feels new. Sheerin’s lyrics are at times, outstanding and his view on life makes even the mundane interesting. It’s difficult to tell exactly what is different about these boys but there’s definitely something. Maybe it’s that they don’t claim to be some new revolutionary genre that nobody’s ever heard of and rightly so. Britain should be proud of its musical heritage. We are not a country that can relate to gangster rap, contrary to beliefs of people from ‘the block’ (Yes Cheltenham is full of ‘Ho’s’ so I hear), nor are we a nation of vaguely angry soft rockers. We are nation that is quite frankly, a bit dull. We like tea, and chips and watching light entertainment on a Saturday night so shouldn’t our songs say that!? If someone can sing about all that crap and still hold my attention by backing it with some damn good melodies, well then that should be applauded and upheld as the talent of this nation because I can guarantee that every teenager in the land will see themselves in those lyrics, and every adult will remember just how crap, painful and exciting being a British teenager was.
Not since the likes of Kelly Jones had Britain had so much song writing talent. So if you want the anthem for your youth, or just to listen to genuine, un-compromised brilliance, then you should check out The Master Colony.
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Many splinterites think Alex Turner is maybe the new Paul Weller (if it makes sense!). The third lp is very different, not so speed, more songwriting, a bit disillusioned, with new kind of atmospheres. I don't know it very well yet (Listen it once) but I'm glad they don't do the third "first lp"even if people seems disappointed according to the first echoes. So many bands can't find the second breath... We'll talk soon of a very interesting bands, The Master Colony, discovered and supported by Mark Simpson. Stay Tuned. ;)
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Hi Gang, back yesterday... had time to think and to take care of my twins, Ronnie and Stevie are groovin' high now and I need more time than three months ago when they slept 16 hours a day... Will post when I can this year... Probably not at the same rythm, maybe twice a week or something. We'll share soon some goodies, Jeff Slate's Liverpool performances, exclusive interview (a song by song one) of Connett, Lou's LP, Andy's LP, The new records of the month (Arctic Monkeys, Brendan Benson, Cornershop, etc...), will try to open the blog wider, I've also a touch to get a Yolanda Charles Interview and a Little Barrie's one about their Weller's collaborations... Of course and a not to be missed, the Small Faces Convention and the new Wapping Wharf Issue! Nice!