Wednesday, 16 September 2009

Dress Sexy At My Funeral

Bill Callahan's dying wishes, as disclosed on the 2000 LP Dongs Of Sevotion.

It reminds me of the graphic reports of the little black dresses of the weeping former lovers of Michael Hutchence at his funeral. Kylie, Helena Christensen & Paula Yates' tear splashed stillettos being a more romantic image of the man than his dismal demise asphyxiating in a hotel room whilst thumbing his winky. I always heard this song as his final thoughts before the lights went out.

Its not though obviously, its just Bill in dirty old man mode. And he does it so well.

Dress Sexy At My Funeral-Smog(from Dongs Of Sevotion,2000)

Tuesday, 15 September 2009

Something Has Hit Me

The ultimate mod band? The greatest white soul singer? George Martin's second best signing?

Something Has Hit Me-The Action (B-Side of Shadows & Reflections, Parlophone 1967)

Saturday, 5 September 2009

Come on in for the best in town...

Roll on up -- for my price is down,
Come on in -- for the best in town ,
Take your pick of the finest wine,
Lay your bets on this bird of mine
Name your price I got everything
Come and buy it's all going fast
Borrow cash on the finest terms
Hurry now while stocks still
See my eyes I can hardly
See me stand I can hardly walk
I believe you can make me whole
See my tongue I can hardly talk
See my skin I'm a mass of
See my legs I can hardly stand
I believe you can make me well
See my purse I'm a poor, poor man
Will you touch, will you mend me Christ? Won't you touch, will you heal me Christ? Will you kiss, you can heal me Christ Won't you kiss, won't you pay me Christ?

The Temple-The Afghan Whigs (Sub Pop 1992)