This guy is at Pompey uni I think....
How many times has this type of thing happened to you?
Lovely work...
Thursday, 27 November 2008
Saturday, 22 November 2008
Fisheye!
Well, my trip to Velcro City to the post office yielded my shiny new fisheye lens. Had a brief play this morning, but looks like fun!
Wednesday, 19 November 2008
Flickr
Tonight's post is all about Flickr. It hosts and acts as a search engine for plenty of pretty good photos. I've recently upgraded my account and since posted up a load of photos I wouldn't normally!
Here's my account: sheriff
But I strongly suggest you get an account and start taking more photos and stick 'em on the webz...
Here's my account: sheriff
But I strongly suggest you get an account and start taking more photos and stick 'em on the webz...
Friday, 14 November 2008
Thursday, 13 November 2008
Marc Moulin (Telex) - Placebo Sessions - BALEK
This tune has a tale of sorts...
Listen first though:
Balek - Marc Moulin (Telex), Placebo Sessions
I first heard this as the backdrop to an advert... "booooooo!" I hear you cry! Of all the adverts in the world, a Channel 5 ad! Safe to say the Steven Segal Series was receiving a big push from C5, and sections from this were used in the ad for the series. I had to email Channel 5 to enquire as to the identity of the track, and they were very helpful (Its worth noting that Channel 5 do actually produce some great advert music for their own productions. This could almost recieve an entire post dedicated to it, but they use some great stuff!). Marc Moulin, and the band Placebo (no, not the one you're thinking...) have produced a great track which seems to cover so much musical teritory. There's jazz, funk, soul, early electronica (that ocilator sounds superb!) and a badass break! Pretty much all the good shit you'd want to hear. I'd love a copy on vinyl, but I suspect itll take some time! Enjoy in the meantime!
Wednesday, 12 November 2008
Voodoo People - 6ix Toys
A good friend of mine, that always recommends good records, Dazzle, played this a couple of weeks ago. My copy finally arrived this morning and I can't wait to get it on the record deck. 6ix Toys do a brass section re-working of Prodigy's "Voodoo People" in their own special style.
Check 'em here:
6ix Toys MySpace
Tuesday, 11 November 2008
Hokaben 2008
1st post in, and it's a huge review.
Sorry.
Went up to London last weekend and experienced Hokaben.
All the photos are here: Hokaben
I’d already gotten through two thirds of this review on sunday night when I unexpectantly hit the ‘back’ tab on my browser. I was really pissed off because it took ages, and the bath I was in was then very cold. Alas now I’m procrastinating doing any work and thus seems the perfect opportunity to try again. Y’see this festival is THAT good.
Hokaben 08 is situated in Shoreditch, Lahhhhndon Tahhhhhhhhhn, somewhere around Brick Lane for those that know the big smoke. The venue is this funny little place called 93 feet east, which is kinda like the Concord 2 with the Horseshoe and the Nell sellotaped onto the side as an afterthought. In all honesty the latter two venues essentially provide a detailed plan for how 93 feet east should present itself in terms of its aesthetic and odor. Yum. I like that shit.
The folk that run it describe it as…
“The idea is to have a festival in our capital city bringing together the weirdest / heaviest / craziest / most awesome underground bands on the planet under one roof with not a foppish indie band or yawnsome postrock band in sight.”
Praise indeed to that chap, because that is exactly what we experienced!
FRIDAY
We arrived and duly enjoyed the canned Red Stripe (later to be responsible for the epic red striped hangover of death). First on was PART CHIMP, a band you really need to see. They were hampered by a couple of technical mishaps, but play heavy shit, sounding in places like Melvins circa Houdini, both in terms of song writing and the (new?) female bass player. They were far better/soberer than when I saw them last in Nottingham, and had newer tracks to boot. Certainly worth checking out… http://www.myspace.com/partchimp
Next in the littler room were BILGE PUMP, a crazy three piece from Leeds. Spazz-rock shenanigans right in front of our faces. Again stuff broke mid-set, but still they were tighter than a gnats chaff. I remember a couple of tracks from their first album, but the newbees were savage too. I do remember them having a telephone mic previously, to which I enquired politely about its whereabouts. Turns out some cock gobbler borrowed it sometime ago and hasn’t returned it yet. Nice to have a mid-set conversation eh?
http://www.myspace.com/bilgepump
Then we (my big London lawyer-type and I) saw Don Caballero, which to be frank wasn’t very good. They are a strange group. Kind of metallic, with angular bits, but devoid of any semblance of soul or passion, they didn’t seem to get in the swing of the festival at all to be honest. They played ok, but giving a drumber (resplendent in his pants) a ‘rant mic’ is probably not the best idea. They seemed to have quite a following and I believe have releases on Relapse, but I’m struggling to understand why….
The days work caught up with me, so we hit the sausage rolls hard and headed back to our accommodation in Brockley.
SATURDAY
…was an interesting day, especially with a lot of time conflictions. HEY COLOSSUS were due to start at 5, first band on that day. Safe to say, and as always with these things, the doors didn’t open till 5:30. We were in a bit of a quandary, as the Reds footy match kicked off at 5:30, and we’d planned to hear HC before heading to the nearest boozer with Carlos Santana TV facilities for the second half. At 5:45 we thought fuck it, and left at the end of Team Brick’s set (in the little room). TEAM BRICK is one chap, with an axe (that’s guitar) pedals for noise and loops and a drumb kit. He plays all of it (not quite at the same time!) but does a nice job of it, especially the freeform jazz style drumbing. He lives here: http://www.myspace.com/teambrick
So we departed to the boozer… Upon arrival we wrestled for a seat in the ‘charming’ gay-friendly boozer. 5 minutes into the game this large worse for wear guy tries his best to introduce himself “alrrrrrout? I’m Beukbjf….” Before proceeding to get up, and fall over the table full of drinks. Cool, I thought. Then his buddy, middle aged, hair like John Virgo, introduces himself with what can only really be described as a pick up line. It went like this:
(Generic camp-accent)“Hellooooo, I see you drink Guinness?”
“Uh huh” I reply.
“I only drink cold Guinness out of men’s bums.”
That was it – his intro. It was a charming experience, we won 3-0 too which was almost worth it. Back to Hokaben was the next move - Quick-sharp…
…to be greeted by an old band mate of mine’s (designer babies) new act. ZUN ZUN EGUI. They are fricking cool. Almost poppy, very upbeat and varied. Kush used to be a crazy front man back in the day, hard work to deal with on occasion too. Now he’s mellowed (with age?) into an excellent song writer and is in a band with Mauritian vocals and lots of interesting percussive variations. Sterling effort. http://www.myspace.com/zunzunegui
Video here:- http://www.flickr.com/photos/rustysheriff/3022466062/
Following them was the festivals hidden gem in my eyes…. DETHSCALATOR are from London, and clearly get thrown into the category of sounding like Sabbath or Electric Wizard, which is a pretty lazy comparison, they are so much more than those bands.
Brief lowdown… Singer that looks like local (Pompey) MC Bully and stalks the stage looking angry (but really doesn’t want to touch/hurt/mosh with folk), an excellent guitarist (aesthetically similar to our Jaspie!), and a drumber with Mike Patton hair that has one cymbal. Awesome. http://www.myspace.com/dethscalator
I caught a couple of songs from RAMESSES in the big room, they have chaps from Electric Wizard (not very happy chaps) (defunct now) and do a very similar take of stoner-doom riffiness.
Onto CHRIS CORSANO and MICK FLOWER DUO (no, not Mike!). They do freeform jazz beats (very well indeed!) over a lap steel guitar. Fantastic solos and weaving riffs/slides throughout the set. Quite one-dimensional, quite talented nevertheless.
I’m quite sure I started to get drunk at this point, so my memories are slightly jaded…
Next was ACID MOTHERS TEMPLE (not featuring the crazy lass that played the Fawcett a couple of years ago) (a good thing), if you’re not familiar with their work, you should be. This incarnation of the group is the riffiest I’ve seen. Crazy-psych-rock at its best. Lovely humble guys too, with oodles of merch to peddle.
http://www.myspace.com/acidmotherstemple
Next was Saturdays glitch quandary… Kid 606 or Scotch Egg? Time timings that some genius planned… We happened to be in the small room resting on the leather seats after our AMT experience, as SCOTCH EGG started to set up. From afar all his kit looked interesting so I wandered over for a gander. Next thing there’s 75 or so ‘mash heads’ gathered awaiting the onslaught of Egg. He’s still setting up though, in the dark, with game boys. As you oldies will remember, you can’t see game boys in the dark (not the old ones anyway!). So on hand was your favorite Sheriff, with mobile in hand lighting the way for SE to load his tunes. Haha! Minutes later someone brought over a lovely foil-clad lamp, but I’d had a moment of fame! The set was mental. Silly really. People moshing, bouncing all over the shop; to crazy, glitchy renditions of game boy anthems. Proper moshing and crowd surfing in that tiny room. It was excellent. http://www.myspace.com/djscotchegg
It finished, and I wondered if there was any of KID 606’s set left. I hit the main room and it was empty. Well apart from the man himself, who seemed to be doing his best to pull. I duly ruined this by introducing myself and doing photos. Hahahaha! I’m a winner.
Then I got told we were going home. Which in hindsight was probably wise…
SUNDAY
Damn, I felt rough when I awoke at 2pm. Hit the weathers(poons) for some rank burger of sorts before going back to 93 feet east. I really felt like shite despite trying to get drunk again with ¾ pints which didn’t help. I was however really looking forward to seeing LORDS play again. Their new album has been on heavy rotation at mine for some time now. Ask Armchair Anarchist how good it is! So I picked my heavy hooves up and stood at the front for a great set; a mixture between the two albums. All very honest in terms of performance, these guys genuinely seem to be enjoying what they do despite them living further and further away from each other (Elvis, the drumber, is off to Baywatch school in Ireland – No shit). So in theory this could be the last Lords show I see. Therefore I was determined to see them. They rush through as many songs as possible before finishing on a drumb solo which results in the band packing away the drumbs mid set. Superb.
Imagine ZZTop, Captain Beefheart and a pilgrimage to the Lord of riff. http://www.myspace.com/lords
I was done in at this point and had an epic sit down to decide the next move. After this I caught the end of GRAVENHURST’s set which was nice. One chap with an axe doing songs a bit like Nick Drake but with allsorts of subtle pedal work going on. Interesting concept and in time end to the festival for me.
My only Hokaben regret was not seeing SUN RA ARKESTRA. I know… I left, and as I boarded my train from Waterloo I sensed I might have missed something special. The overwhelming feeling of fear not getting back home, ready for work on Monday took over, and I had to do it. I may have missed something special, but what I did see at Hokaben was special. I felt part of it all, a movement – full of plenty of old friends from my Nottingham days. I almost miss that in Portsmouth, a sense of bands all helping each other out, playing interesting, mental, crazeeeeee music to anyone that cares enough to watch, and not giving at shit about how/why they were doing it other than just for the hell of it. It’s not meant as a criticism of Pompey or its ‘scene’, more of a reflection of what I missed from days of yore.
I genuinely came home happy, and that has carried over this week.
Some one told me it had been raining recently, I hadn’t noticed…
Sorry.
Went up to London last weekend and experienced Hokaben.
All the photos are here: Hokaben
I’d already gotten through two thirds of this review on sunday night when I unexpectantly hit the ‘back’ tab on my browser. I was really pissed off because it took ages, and the bath I was in was then very cold. Alas now I’m procrastinating doing any work and thus seems the perfect opportunity to try again. Y’see this festival is THAT good.
Hokaben 08 is situated in Shoreditch, Lahhhhndon Tahhhhhhhhhn, somewhere around Brick Lane for those that know the big smoke. The venue is this funny little place called 93 feet east, which is kinda like the Concord 2 with the Horseshoe and the Nell sellotaped onto the side as an afterthought. In all honesty the latter two venues essentially provide a detailed plan for how 93 feet east should present itself in terms of its aesthetic and odor. Yum. I like that shit.
The folk that run it describe it as…
“The idea is to have a festival in our capital city bringing together the weirdest / heaviest / craziest / most awesome underground bands on the planet under one roof with not a foppish indie band or yawnsome postrock band in sight.”
Praise indeed to that chap, because that is exactly what we experienced!
FRIDAY
We arrived and duly enjoyed the canned Red Stripe (later to be responsible for the epic red striped hangover of death). First on was PART CHIMP, a band you really need to see. They were hampered by a couple of technical mishaps, but play heavy shit, sounding in places like Melvins circa Houdini, both in terms of song writing and the (new?) female bass player. They were far better/soberer than when I saw them last in Nottingham, and had newer tracks to boot. Certainly worth checking out… http://www.myspace.com/partchimp
Next in the littler room were BILGE PUMP, a crazy three piece from Leeds. Spazz-rock shenanigans right in front of our faces. Again stuff broke mid-set, but still they were tighter than a gnats chaff. I remember a couple of tracks from their first album, but the newbees were savage too. I do remember them having a telephone mic previously, to which I enquired politely about its whereabouts. Turns out some cock gobbler borrowed it sometime ago and hasn’t returned it yet. Nice to have a mid-set conversation eh?
http://www.myspace.com/bilgepump
Then we (my big London lawyer-type and I) saw Don Caballero, which to be frank wasn’t very good. They are a strange group. Kind of metallic, with angular bits, but devoid of any semblance of soul or passion, they didn’t seem to get in the swing of the festival at all to be honest. They played ok, but giving a drumber (resplendent in his pants) a ‘rant mic’ is probably not the best idea. They seemed to have quite a following and I believe have releases on Relapse, but I’m struggling to understand why….
The days work caught up with me, so we hit the sausage rolls hard and headed back to our accommodation in Brockley.
SATURDAY
…was an interesting day, especially with a lot of time conflictions. HEY COLOSSUS were due to start at 5, first band on that day. Safe to say, and as always with these things, the doors didn’t open till 5:30. We were in a bit of a quandary, as the Reds footy match kicked off at 5:30, and we’d planned to hear HC before heading to the nearest boozer with Carlos Santana TV facilities for the second half. At 5:45 we thought fuck it, and left at the end of Team Brick’s set (in the little room). TEAM BRICK is one chap, with an axe (that’s guitar) pedals for noise and loops and a drumb kit. He plays all of it (not quite at the same time!) but does a nice job of it, especially the freeform jazz style drumbing. He lives here: http://www.myspace.com/teambrick
So we departed to the boozer… Upon arrival we wrestled for a seat in the ‘charming’ gay-friendly boozer. 5 minutes into the game this large worse for wear guy tries his best to introduce himself “alrrrrrout? I’m Beukbjf….” Before proceeding to get up, and fall over the table full of drinks. Cool, I thought. Then his buddy, middle aged, hair like John Virgo, introduces himself with what can only really be described as a pick up line. It went like this:
(Generic camp-accent)“Hellooooo, I see you drink Guinness?”
“Uh huh” I reply.
“I only drink cold Guinness out of men’s bums.”
That was it – his intro. It was a charming experience, we won 3-0 too which was almost worth it. Back to Hokaben was the next move - Quick-sharp…
…to be greeted by an old band mate of mine’s (designer babies) new act. ZUN ZUN EGUI. They are fricking cool. Almost poppy, very upbeat and varied. Kush used to be a crazy front man back in the day, hard work to deal with on occasion too. Now he’s mellowed (with age?) into an excellent song writer and is in a band with Mauritian vocals and lots of interesting percussive variations. Sterling effort. http://www.myspace.com/zunzunegui
Video here:- http://www.flickr.com/photos/rustysheriff/3022466062/
Following them was the festivals hidden gem in my eyes…. DETHSCALATOR are from London, and clearly get thrown into the category of sounding like Sabbath or Electric Wizard, which is a pretty lazy comparison, they are so much more than those bands.
Brief lowdown… Singer that looks like local (Pompey) MC Bully and stalks the stage looking angry (but really doesn’t want to touch/hurt/mosh with folk), an excellent guitarist (aesthetically similar to our Jaspie!), and a drumber with Mike Patton hair that has one cymbal. Awesome. http://www.myspace.com/dethscalator
I caught a couple of songs from RAMESSES in the big room, they have chaps from Electric Wizard (not very happy chaps) (defunct now) and do a very similar take of stoner-doom riffiness.
Onto CHRIS CORSANO and MICK FLOWER DUO (no, not Mike!). They do freeform jazz beats (very well indeed!) over a lap steel guitar. Fantastic solos and weaving riffs/slides throughout the set. Quite one-dimensional, quite talented nevertheless.
I’m quite sure I started to get drunk at this point, so my memories are slightly jaded…
Next was ACID MOTHERS TEMPLE (not featuring the crazy lass that played the Fawcett a couple of years ago) (a good thing), if you’re not familiar with their work, you should be. This incarnation of the group is the riffiest I’ve seen. Crazy-psych-rock at its best. Lovely humble guys too, with oodles of merch to peddle.
http://www.myspace.com/acidmotherstemple
Next was Saturdays glitch quandary… Kid 606 or Scotch Egg? Time timings that some genius planned… We happened to be in the small room resting on the leather seats after our AMT experience, as SCOTCH EGG started to set up. From afar all his kit looked interesting so I wandered over for a gander. Next thing there’s 75 or so ‘mash heads’ gathered awaiting the onslaught of Egg. He’s still setting up though, in the dark, with game boys. As you oldies will remember, you can’t see game boys in the dark (not the old ones anyway!). So on hand was your favorite Sheriff, with mobile in hand lighting the way for SE to load his tunes. Haha! Minutes later someone brought over a lovely foil-clad lamp, but I’d had a moment of fame! The set was mental. Silly really. People moshing, bouncing all over the shop; to crazy, glitchy renditions of game boy anthems. Proper moshing and crowd surfing in that tiny room. It was excellent. http://www.myspace.com/djscotchegg
It finished, and I wondered if there was any of KID 606’s set left. I hit the main room and it was empty. Well apart from the man himself, who seemed to be doing his best to pull. I duly ruined this by introducing myself and doing photos. Hahahaha! I’m a winner.
Then I got told we were going home. Which in hindsight was probably wise…
SUNDAY
Damn, I felt rough when I awoke at 2pm. Hit the weathers(poons) for some rank burger of sorts before going back to 93 feet east. I really felt like shite despite trying to get drunk again with ¾ pints which didn’t help. I was however really looking forward to seeing LORDS play again. Their new album has been on heavy rotation at mine for some time now. Ask Armchair Anarchist how good it is! So I picked my heavy hooves up and stood at the front for a great set; a mixture between the two albums. All very honest in terms of performance, these guys genuinely seem to be enjoying what they do despite them living further and further away from each other (Elvis, the drumber, is off to Baywatch school in Ireland – No shit). So in theory this could be the last Lords show I see. Therefore I was determined to see them. They rush through as many songs as possible before finishing on a drumb solo which results in the band packing away the drumbs mid set. Superb.
Imagine ZZTop, Captain Beefheart and a pilgrimage to the Lord of riff. http://www.myspace.com/lords
I was done in at this point and had an epic sit down to decide the next move. After this I caught the end of GRAVENHURST’s set which was nice. One chap with an axe doing songs a bit like Nick Drake but with allsorts of subtle pedal work going on. Interesting concept and in time end to the festival for me.
My only Hokaben regret was not seeing SUN RA ARKESTRA. I know… I left, and as I boarded my train from Waterloo I sensed I might have missed something special. The overwhelming feeling of fear not getting back home, ready for work on Monday took over, and I had to do it. I may have missed something special, but what I did see at Hokaben was special. I felt part of it all, a movement – full of plenty of old friends from my Nottingham days. I almost miss that in Portsmouth, a sense of bands all helping each other out, playing interesting, mental, crazeeeeee music to anyone that cares enough to watch, and not giving at shit about how/why they were doing it other than just for the hell of it. It’s not meant as a criticism of Pompey or its ‘scene’, more of a reflection of what I missed from days of yore.
I genuinely came home happy, and that has carried over this week.
Some one told me it had been raining recently, I hadn’t noticed…
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