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Monday, June 30, 2025

The highlights (things and artists I watched) GLASTONBURY 2025

PATCHWORK - (Pulp) - Glastonbury 2025

GLASTONBURY HIGHLIGHTS 2025

Don’t know if these will all play and some Pulp not broadcast (drug references?) and none of the blistering Neil Young Set sadly

Pulp - Spike Island Glastonbury 2025



Lewis Capaldi - Survive Glastonbury 2025


Lewis Capaldi - Someone You Loved Glastonbury 2025

Pulp - Common People Glastonbury 2025
Wet Leg - Davina McCall - Glastonbury 2025


KNEECAP - Fine Art (Glastonbury 2025)

Weezer - Island In The Sun (Glastonbury 2025)


1975 - Matty Healy and About You  (Glastonbury 2025)

Kae Tempest - More Pressure (Glastonbury 2025)

David Bowie - Tin Machine | The Spreckles Theatre, San Diego CA USA 1991 | FLOPPY BOOT STOMP A JOBE SPECIAL

Tin Machine - Live San Diego 1991

 *THANKS TO JOBE for dredging the HQ archives



Jobe says: "I've always thought that this incarnation of Bowie was treated unfairly. 
I love the first "Tinners" album and thought the second one had it's moments. 
Boy, and as seeing how I'm burning up the comments section at The Wagon 
and The Bookstore this will go over like a lead ballon. "
 
               this from Brother Jobe! (we’ve taken orders you know!)




Sir Gregory Doran, theatre director, with Lauren Laverne. DESERT ISLAND DISCS : Mozart and Shakespeare’s Tempest (Paul Englishby)

 From this last week’s Desert Island Discs

Sir Gregory Doran, director

Sir Gregory Doran, theatre director, with Lauren Laverne.

I really enjoyed these two tracks this week. My Mum (and Dad probably) loved Alfred Brendel and he was a family favourite so his is a treat but the Englishby poem set to music was a revelation and I urge you to try it! Very contemporary almost folk ring to it! Beautiful . . . . . 

Alfred Brendel - Topic

Mozart: Piano Concerto No. 12 in A, K.414: 2. Andante



"Where the bee sucks" (2016) · Royal Shakespeare Company & Paul Englishby

The Tempest: Music and Speeches

℗ 2016 RSC Enterprise Ltd

Remembering Dave Van Ronk (June 30, 1936 – February 10, 2002)

 

Dave Van Ronk (1936 – 2002) 

On the blues: “The term ‘blues,’ really, is a marketing idea. The history of the genre screams this truth if you just look at it. W. C. Handy published three or four blues, maybe more, prior to 1920. ‘St. Louis Blues,’ actually, in sheet-music form sold very well. As a matter of fact, it made Handy a wealthy man. But it wasn’t until ’21 or ’22, when Mamie Smith recorded ‘Crazy Blues,’ that blues became a ‘thing.’ I have a recording of ‘Crazy Blues.’ It’s a good song, but it’s not a blues. It’s a ragtime song. And what that taught the marketers—the marketeers—is that if you add the word ‘blues’ to any song title you will double the sales. So, just take a look. In 1921 or 1922 and for the next ten or fifteen years, take a look at all the songs that aren’t blues that are called ‘blues’ and ask yourself, ‘Why is that?’ And the answer is: it sold. Blues is a marketing concept. I mean, any number of old songsters, like Mance Lipscomb or John Hurt, were happy singing ‘Casey Jones,’ ‘Stagger Lee,’ ballads, and dance tunes.”

On Reverend Gary Davis: “One of my lasting regrets is that I knew all of these other blues musicians, and I watched them, I listened to them, I played with them in some cases, and I drank with them, but I didn’t ask them enough questions. This is doubly annoying because I know what questions I would have asked, and I knew what questions even then, or at least some of them, that I should have asked. True, some of them were very evasive—you couldn’t get a straight answer out of Gary Davis about anything having to do with music. He covered up his musical background and influences very assiduously, and how he got to be Gary Davis will forever be a mystery. I’m sure Gary, wherever he is, is perfectly happy with that. Still, though, it wouldn’t have hurt to ask him some probing questions about who he was listening to and what he did. I mean, I know to some extent. I wasn’t entirely remiss. I know, for example, that he loved Blind Blake and he hated, he said, Blind Lemon Jefferson. Well, I could hear Lemon Jefferson in his playing, but I can’t hear any Blake. Now, that’s a curious phenomenon. I mean, you hear Lemon Jefferson in the key of C and you hear Gary in the key of C and you’re going to hear a lot of the same ideas played very differently. Clever disguise, Gary, but there it is! He was covering his tracks. But who among us has no influences? Nobody springs full-grown from a head of Zeus. And did Gary owe something musically to Lemon Jefferson? Well, Jesus, I could think of worse influences. Jefferson is one of the most underrated guitarists in the history of the blues. Partially because he was so badly recorded.”

On Howlin’ Wolf and Charley Patton: “Those Patton sides sound like they were recorded underwater. I asked Howlin’ Wolf one time, who is somehow a cousin of Patton’s, ‘Could you understand what Patton was saying?’ He said, ‘I couldn’t understand what that man was saying when he was talking!’ He said, ‘What I did was, when Charley would make a noise on a tune, I would make the same kind of noise.’ And, you know, you see exactly that on ‘Smokestack Lightnin’,’ which is a version of a Patton song that goes, ‘Smokes like lightning and the bell it shines like gold.’ And Wolf heard it as ‘smokestack lightning.’ And that’s how it came down to us. Chester was very funny about that kind of thing. He was a very articulate musician.”

Photo: Diana Davies/Courtesy of Smithsonian Folkways 
By Andy Friedman / New Yorker


Don's Tunes



Now I may have said before but I cannot stand Dave Van Ronk and his faux academic librarian schtick rings false to me. Folk clubs are full of these guys! Bob Dylan he ain’t. Woody Guthrie he aint! I grant he knew his stuff and had that folk club chain smoking schtick right down pat to me! 
He could play, he could sing but just doesn’t make it! It is driven by burgeoning ego and I am more ‘folk’ than you nonsense. I wouldn’t bother posting this but it’s Dons Tunes so its worth it and reading Van Ronk’s take on the blues as mere marketing is just plain out of order really and what’s the point anyhoo? Of course they wanted to earn a living off their skills! Didn’t you? Playing in your stuffy cafes at night and revolution in the air! 

          It’s a schtick! It’s a trip and everyone is welcome but I see through you . . . . . 

          I ain’t buying

          Labels of the ‘blues’ or ‘folk' makes no never mind, its music You’re getting stuck . . . . the apocryphal Pete Seeger’s wielding that axe, why if it hadn’t been him you damn sure know it would have been you! Bobby knew this and moved on . . . . .little boxes made out of ticky tacky, why’s its university common room mewsic!




 



Neil Young Live Glastonbury 2025

 Oh nobody tole me there was REAL rock music at this years Glasto!

Judge a man by the company he keeps . . . . .

Clapton is God

hhhmmm not so much . . . . . . . 


judge a man by the company he keeps


ya get me?
 

Sunday, June 29, 2025

Dr John - Lonely Lonely Nights [Gumbo] | jt1674

Again from seminal albums bought when they came out . . .I think this was my introduction to Fess (Professor Longhair) courtesy of Mac via one of his finest albums and I never looked back in terms of roots of Nawleans R ’n’ B (Tuts W, Archibald etc) . . . . so I will sign off for the day with this and hope you’re not too hot to sleep - we are HERE still in the high twenties and getting warmer for tomorrow!!!

https://www.tumblr.com/jt1674/787631710653349888/dr-john-lonely-lonely-nights

Birthright Citizenship in the US of A . . . .


well don’t stop there . . . . 







 

Clifton Chenier and His Red Hot Louisiana Band - "Party Down" (Live at the 1982 San Francisco Blues Festival)

Again another introduction of my old friend John Northcote to my musical tastes!

I well recall Clifton Chenier album covers on the wall of what was then Sunshine Records store in the ‘head’ street (Little Clarendon Street North Oxford; full of what we called head shops back then, ‘feed your head’ so I did!) 

Clifton Chenier and His Red Hot Louisiana Band - "Party Down" (Live at the 1982 San Francisco Blues Festival) 


This from the Smithsonian Folkways Facebook page (apparently!?) 

"One hundred years ago today, Clifton Chenier (1925–1987) was born in Opelousas, Louisiana. This performance of “Party Down” from the 1982 San Francisco Blues Festival captures the infectious energy that marked Chenier’s live performances—just one of the reasons he is known as the undisputed King of Zydeco.


Chenier didn’t just invent and popularize zydeco—he defined it. With his bold style and driving accordion, he fused the blues, R&B, Caribbean rhythms, and Creole and Cajun music into a dynamic, electrified sound that traveled from rural Louisiana to the world stage. “I always kept it in mind that, if I ever was going to be a man, I was going to play accordion,” he once said. “But what’s more than that, I was going to play it one way: my style.” A century after Chenier’s birth, his music continues to resonate across genres and generations.


In November, we will release  ‘Clifton Chenier: King of Louisiana Blues and Zydeco,’ a career-spanning box set that includes previously unissued material from the Arhoolie Foundation’s archive. This Friday, pick up a copy of the limited edition vinyl 7” featuring The Rolling Stones’ take on Chenier’s signature tune “Zydeco Sont Pas Salés” alongside a 1965 version by Chenier, out on Smithsonian Folkways, Arhoolie Records, and Valcour Records. The Stones’ new recording is out digitally on streaming platforms today.


Learn more: folkways.si.edu/artists/clifton-chenier 


Video from the 1987 Arhoolie Records DVD ‘Clifton Chenier: The King of Zydeco,’ available via Smithsonian Folkways"


Smithsonian Folkways Recordings

 

How To Be A Stone: Maria Popova

How to Be a Stone: Three Poems for Trusting Time

If you want to befriend time — which is how you come to befriend life — turn to stone. 

Climb a mountain and listen to the conversation between eons encoded in each stripe of rock. 

Walk a beach and comb your fingers through the golden dust that was once a mountain. 

Pick up a perfect oval pebble and feel its mute assurance that time can grind down even the heaviest boulder, smooth even the sharpest edge.



Art by Sophie Blackall from Things to Look Forward to


Dhani photos by Stephen Meisel

so not at all like his dear Dad then? (George from the Avedon shoot)


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