Monday, 14 December 2009

The Vault

We have a vault here at SS, that doubles as a panic room. I quite often get a bit panicky. It's my age (and my doctors refusal to prescribe me diazepam anymore. Once every twelve months, apparently. Quibble, quibble...). We've decked the vault out with all the things you need if you're locked away for a few days, feeling a bit tense - beer, some food (crackers and yoghurt), DVDs and of course music.

I was in there recently, during the X-Factor final and happened to unearth a gem from a few years back. "Rocker' by Alter Ego was remixed by Erol Alkan in 2004 and appeared on the original 12" single. I remember the first time I heard it out and when I had it on repeat on the pod the other day, my jaw was grinding like a mother. Erol keeps you waiting for quite a while until he lets the thing go, but once he does it's still a monster. It's also one of the only 8 minute remixes I can listen to all the way through.

So - without more ado here's the first in, what I hope will be a series of In The Vault tunes. That's if the DMCA don't close me down...

Sunday, 13 December 2009

Just A Bit Of Christmas

It would be remiss of me to ignore Christmas altogether, much as I'd like to. Not my favourite time of year, if I'm honest. Too much forced bohomie and pressure on the bank account to make it the 'season to be jolly' at SS. Get the fucker out of the way and get ready for New Year, that's my plan.

One of the things that pisses me off about this time of year is the Christmas WMD that is the Christmas song. There's been a few good ones I can think of, Kirsty Maccoll and Shane McGowan's 'Fairytale Of New York' of course, a few of the classics, 'White Christmas','Jingle Bell Rock' etc, but generally they're a big bag of shit. My worst nightmare is being stuck at work when the local radio station decides to dedicate the whole day to Christmas songs, 'to get everyone in the mood!!' For what? Shooting strangers?

Horrible.

Mew 'She Comes Home For Christmas' on the other hand is quite ace. It's not really got much to do with Christmas, as far as I can tell, apart from it was released around Christmas time in 2002, the title mentions Christmas and one of the final lines is 'she came home for Christmas'. Actually that's quite a lot of Christmas. It's enough for it to qualify as Squeaky Sneakers only, officially endorsed Christmas song. Here it is...



And that's enough Christmas...

Wednesday, 9 December 2009

This May Not Be Uptown Jamaica...


Off to see Madness on the 17th. The first album I owned on vinyl was One Step Beyond, so the Nutty Boys and me go way back. They've been touring much of this year, with appearances at Glastonbury and Pinkpop. They performed twice at Rock En Seine festival when the Bonehead Gallagher brothers had a scrap and they stepped in to fill their slot. I'm looking forward to seeing them alot


Hurts

Hurts are doing a session tonight on the Huw Stevens show on Radio 1 between 9 and 10. Catch them if you can.

Sunday, 6 December 2009

Right, so we've got mice. As usual I'm approaching the problem, as I have every problem I've encountered since moving to the country, with extreme violence. I've brought rat traps, because frankly mouse traps didn't cut it. We laid mouse traps all around the house to start with, but the crafty little rodents managed to snaffle the bait, without setting the traps off. I had to marvel at their ingenuity. How do they eat a lump of peanut butter without tripping the trap? If I walked passed it a little heavily, it snapped shut. My admiration quickly waned though, after another broken nights sleep, listening to them partying in the loft, so I went out and bought the biggest mother fucking trap I could find. It's a monster. If you mess up setting it, it will take off the top of your finger.

Anyway, we're getting a mouse a day with one trap. One day we got two, which was impressive and though everytime I place their little broken body into a plastic bag and lob it in the bin, I wonder if there might not be a more humane way to do the job, I remind myself that rodents carry germs and that if we just leave them to their own devices they will BREED. I don't need that kind of shit in my life. We've now got three traps, so expect lots of DeadMice ( I wish I had a tune by the rodent headed one to post now. That would give the story a point at least)

What I do have is Ponyrex, from Mexico, who have some great hooks and a love of synths. I gather this sound is known as dream wave. Whatever it is, I like it - it's good. See if you can spot the Paul Young homage in 'Hologram'.

Ponyrex - 'Hologram'

Ponyrex - 'Freq'

Technicolor Fabrics - 'Render (Ponyrex Remix)'

Saturday, 5 December 2009

Fanny Funnel

Miss SS Christmas present sorted