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Sunday, 23 September 2007 |
 We are delighted to say that singer/songwriter extraordinaire
Roy Moller is the next artist to pass on his pearls of wisdom in the TSM Radio interview, an interview that if it was a film David Lynch would be the director and the cast would be taken straight from the 1932 film 'Freaks'.
I saw Nico play in Edinburgh once. I realised it wasn't 1966 at the Factory anymore as I watched her drinking Kestrel Lager on stage.
If all of ACME's products backfire, why does Wile E. Coyote keep
buying them?
Because he's a metaphor for the human condition. As the calypso singer
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What's the best excuse you've ever made?
Well, there's been a few. I don't know what the best is but I'd like
to think I've never plumbed the depths of Tim Buckley in his song Sweet
Surrender: "Now you wanna know the reason why I cheated on you. Well I
had to be a hunter again. This little man had to try to make love feel
new again." It's a great track but a rubbish excuse!
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Fancy Dress? - What shall I go as?
If you're anything like me - and if it's a Scotpop Sock Hop, why not
choose Chris Thomson of The Bathers and formerly of Friends Again
and Bloomsday? He had a single called Fancy Dress and he's a
smart-looking chap who sings about cats called Rangoon, Bothwell Castle
falling down and "Moon 3 has gone but maybe it's better that way"
(huh?), while maintaining an apparently urbane equilibrium surrounded
by the sashaying of Art School girls. I feel like a Bernard
Bresslaw character compared to someone like that.
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Pachebel or Beethoven?
Well, Pachelbel wrote the Canon. All Together Now would have been a
fallow field for The Farm without it. In Beethoven, though, you can
hear the cannons roar through the 1812 Overture. No baggy "All Together
Now in no man's land" for Ludwig Van He's got a bit of the old
ultraviolence going on. And some men like to hear, to hear the cannon
ball roaring. Phil Lynott said that. Me, I prefer dancing in the
moonlight to the slow Russian-hymnlike melody that precedes the
kerfuffle. It seems to implicitly carry the seeds of its own
destruction as it flutters through the ears prior to the assault and
battery of the furious finale. It's one of the most beautiful things
I've ever heard.
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How do you loosen your throat before singing?
I use rock'n'roll mouthwash: Jack Daniel's and (Diet) Coke with a comforting crunch on the ice cube.
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Pirates or Ninjas.....or Wizards, no just kidding the first two only?
Pirates. I love eyepatches, live parrots, Johnny Kidd, and bootleg
recordings. And Keith Richards. Which brings us back to the rock and
roll mouthwash.
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Fashion Face Off, name the two most unlikely competitors.
Howard Jones and Timmy Mallett. Or a random pick from the Live Aid DVD
Box Set Bonus Features where it showcases mid-eighties Eastern European
musos who make The Scorpions look like Gilbert and George.
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You know it's going to
be a bad day when.....?
You wake up to Daniel Powter on the radio.
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Are you a master of your craft?
I hover around my craft.
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What is your favourite Velvet Underground song?
Sweet Jane. I've loved it since I was sixteen. I first heard it on
Radio One's Star Choice, a show hosted by various artists from Bowie
to Frank Zappa. Bowie introduced me to Sweet Jane and 96 Tears by
? And The Mysterions. Zappa introduced me to All Tomorrow's Parties,
and The Rocky Horror Show's Tim Curry hipped my lugs to Rock
&Roll. I had to get Loaded and have a good time. I bought a second
hand copy from Europe's second-largest record store, Ezy Ryder in
Forest Road, Edinburgh. One of 10,000 albums they had available. I
think I made a good choice. A 1978 Lou Reed live album I bought around
the same time, Take No Prisoners, has an incredible version of Sweet
Jane on it. "Sorry we're late - we were just tooning" deadpans Lou and
then launches into the most brilliantly offhand four chord rant - like
Lenny Bruce marching in a battalion of wooden soldiers.
One
afternoon I purchased the famous Velvet Underground and Nico Banana
album from Phoenix Records in Edinburgh's High Street after a school
history trip to see Leni Riefenstahl's The Triumph Of The Will fell
through. Thought I'd check out some Warhola rockola instead. The Banana
album knocked me out. I never did see the film but I saw Nico play at
the Niteclub in Edinburgh once. I realised it wasn't 1966 at the
Factory anymore as I watched her drinking Kestrel Lager on stage.
Breaker and Charger were probably also on her rider, but maybe she
tooned up with something a little heavier than JD and Coca Cola.
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