Blurt at the Bull and Gate

Jazz pogo noir trio Blurt play tonight at the Bull and Gate. Their sound is abrasive, almost brutal - minimal repetitive guitar riffs with bursts of hysterical saxophone and lyrics half chanted half screamed. I came across them on an old Factory Records compilation, and they stood out a mile from everything else on the record, their music sounded so raw and alive that everything else seemed a bit bloodless in comparision.

I had no idea they were still together (but then I read a interview with Ted Milton the lead singer, and the journalist said the same thing to him back in 1985) and I can't believe my luck that I going to see them. Tickets are only £6 from here.

Blurt - Puppeteer

Blurt - Kenny Roger's Greatest Hit

Death of a rubbish rapper

 And if you think peace is a common goal that goes to show how little you know. 

Malcolm McLaren loved to stir up trouble. Annabella Lwin was 13 years old when he plucked her from her Saturday job in a laundrette and made her lead singer of BowWowWow. He teamed her up with a bunch of musicians he robbed off Adam Ant. Their first single was a song about the joys of music piracy and the cover of their first album prompted a police inquiry due to the naked image of adolescent sex kitten Lwin on the cover.

News of McLarens death saddens me. I saw an interview with Nile Rogers a while ago where he talked about working with McLaren on his Duck Rock album back in the early 80's and said what an awful rapper McLaren was. Apparently he had no natural rhythm. I found this strangely endearing. 



Malcolm McLaren - Double Dutch