Sunday, February 19, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
A Gap in Perspective
"You don't have no Doctor Robert
You don't have no Uncle Albert
You don't even have good credit
You can write, but you can't edit..."
- Regina Spektor
Well, it looks as though my story isn't getting published after all. At least, not the way it was scheduled to be. A bit of back story, for those who need to catch up:
This past July, I wrote a short story called It's About Time, in which one of my two main characters winds up existing ever-so-slightly out of sync with the rest of the world. Originally written as part of an assignment for the writers group I was a part of, the story was quickly identified as potentially a great candidate for the Gloaming Gap website, which is run by some members of our group. At first I was reluctant, given my own internal critic's voice loudly and constantly reminding me that I do not write fiction well. After sharing the story with several folks, including a few folks who read everything with editors' pencils dancing in their heads, the feedback I received was extremely positive. "Hey," I began to think, "maybe I can write fiction after all!"
I submitted the story to the site in August. Keep that in mind - that's six months ago. Soon after, I was told that Gloaming Gap wanted to run my story, but the first available opening in the schedule would not be until February 10, 2012. In the interim the story kept floating around my head, and I found myself seeing a number of ways I could and wanted to expand on it. That short story turned out to be a seed that was quickly sprouting into a much a larger plant than I had expected, and as November came up on the horizon, bringing with it NaNoWriMo, I decided to jump in with both feet and start cultivating that short story into a full-fledged novel. I informed the folks at Gloaming Gap about my decision to do more with the story, and was told that they still wanted to run the original short story.
As I shared here on the blog, NaNoWriMo brought with it many challenges that fed my demons and eventually helped them wear me down. I was back to the mindset that I clearly am not able to write fiction, and by the end of the month had put the whole mess on the shelf. I did not write a word through the month of December. Still, I was cheered on by my writers group, and was constantly told how wonderful my short story was.
Publication date, February 10, soon appeared on the horizon, and as it approached I found within myself a renewed energy for the story. Ideas started coming to me fast and furious, often fully-formed. I was writing again! The story was growing again! Then, the first of what would be a quick succession of punches to the gut while the rug was snatched out from under me:
On February 2 I received an email announcing that my publication date was being pushed back two weeks because another author had submitted a story that related to the Pagan holiday of Imbolc, which occurs February 1. Therefore, her story would be published on February 3, effectively rearranging the schedule for the month. Of course, that last-minute change set off my OCD like crazy: for six months I had been building towards a February 10 publish date; now, suddenly, at the last minute, it was changed, and for what? A story that turned out to have an inscrutable connection at best to an obscure holiday?
After a brief exchange of irritated emails with the Gloaming Gap folks, I calmed my OCD demon down and apologized for being out of sorts. My story would be published on the 24th. Fine. Onward!
On February 10 (the originally planned publish date) I received an email from Gloaming Gap's team saying that one of their staff had edited my story, and took issue with my use of alternating perspectives. Given that my story has to do with a warping of time and the confusion and discomfort it causes, I quite intentionally used changing points-of-view, as well as non-linear chronology, as a way to create an undercurrent of discomfort in the reader - to make the warping of my characters' reality vaguely palpable to the reader on a level other than simply describing it in the text. This editor didn't get it. This editor also happened to be the author whose story caused the upheaval in February's publishing dates.
I exchanged emails with the Gloaming Gap editing team explaining why perspectives shift within my story; they came back saying, "Yeah, but sometimes they shift within the same paragraph. It's confusing." Again, I reminded them, that was by design. Further, no one who had read the story - literally not one person, some of whom were also professional editors - had said one word about being confused or even annoyed by my use of switching perspectives. The feedback was unanimously positive. I let the Gloaming Gap folks know that I did not wish to change the way the story was written.
Tuesday morning, I got an email from the editor-in-chief saying that, because he felt that stories told from a first-person perspective were most effective, those were the type of stories he really wanted; stories told from a third-person perspective were next on the acceptability scale; switching perspective stories like mine were not on the list. He wrote that "...point-of-view is something that a lot of people struggle with," and that he "...will have to insist on resolving this issue."
I wrote back that his implication that I struggle with point-of-view was out of place, and for a third time I explained the purpose of the intentionally shifting perspectives. Further, I reminded him that since it was intentional, there was nothing to "resolve."
Yesterday I got the notice: "I'm afraid that as the story currently stands, without those corrections, we cannot accept it for publication. The way it's written doesn't fit in with the style for the overall project. Please let us know if you should reconsider." I replied that there was nothing to reconsider because there was nothing to "correct." Nothing was "incorrect" in the first place.
So there it stands. After six months of being told my story was fantastic and Gloaming Gap was eager to publish it, my story gets nixed in the 11th hour by an arbitrary decision about point-of-view that, incidentally, was never mentioned at any point as a submission guideline, much less a deal-breaker. Am I angry? Eh, more disappointed than angry, really, but bottom line is it's their site and they have the right to reject content for any reason - or for no reason at all. I don't take issue with that. I do take issue with the way it went down and the fact that over six months such an obviously major point of contention was held until the final week to be brought up.
And therein lies the eternal struggle between author and editor. In what other art form does this take place? What museums add brush strokes to an artist's paintings before displaying them? When musicians are asked to alter lyrics for specific performances, cries of "Censorship!" fill the air. But in the world of writing, the equivalent is accepted as the way the game is played.
Guess it's lucky I didn't submit something in the style of The Dragon Speaks. Their heads might have exploded.
You don't have no Uncle Albert
You don't even have good credit
You can write, but you can't edit..."
- Regina Spektor
Well, it looks as though my story isn't getting published after all. At least, not the way it was scheduled to be. A bit of back story, for those who need to catch up:
This past July, I wrote a short story called It's About Time, in which one of my two main characters winds up existing ever-so-slightly out of sync with the rest of the world. Originally written as part of an assignment for the writers group I was a part of, the story was quickly identified as potentially a great candidate for the Gloaming Gap website, which is run by some members of our group. At first I was reluctant, given my own internal critic's voice loudly and constantly reminding me that I do not write fiction well. After sharing the story with several folks, including a few folks who read everything with editors' pencils dancing in their heads, the feedback I received was extremely positive. "Hey," I began to think, "maybe I can write fiction after all!"
I submitted the story to the site in August. Keep that in mind - that's six months ago. Soon after, I was told that Gloaming Gap wanted to run my story, but the first available opening in the schedule would not be until February 10, 2012. In the interim the story kept floating around my head, and I found myself seeing a number of ways I could and wanted to expand on it. That short story turned out to be a seed that was quickly sprouting into a much a larger plant than I had expected, and as November came up on the horizon, bringing with it NaNoWriMo, I decided to jump in with both feet and start cultivating that short story into a full-fledged novel. I informed the folks at Gloaming Gap about my decision to do more with the story, and was told that they still wanted to run the original short story.
As I shared here on the blog, NaNoWriMo brought with it many challenges that fed my demons and eventually helped them wear me down. I was back to the mindset that I clearly am not able to write fiction, and by the end of the month had put the whole mess on the shelf. I did not write a word through the month of December. Still, I was cheered on by my writers group, and was constantly told how wonderful my short story was.
Publication date, February 10, soon appeared on the horizon, and as it approached I found within myself a renewed energy for the story. Ideas started coming to me fast and furious, often fully-formed. I was writing again! The story was growing again! Then, the first of what would be a quick succession of punches to the gut while the rug was snatched out from under me:
On February 2 I received an email announcing that my publication date was being pushed back two weeks because another author had submitted a story that related to the Pagan holiday of Imbolc, which occurs February 1. Therefore, her story would be published on February 3, effectively rearranging the schedule for the month. Of course, that last-minute change set off my OCD like crazy: for six months I had been building towards a February 10 publish date; now, suddenly, at the last minute, it was changed, and for what? A story that turned out to have an inscrutable connection at best to an obscure holiday?
After a brief exchange of irritated emails with the Gloaming Gap folks, I calmed my OCD demon down and apologized for being out of sorts. My story would be published on the 24th. Fine. Onward!
On February 10 (the originally planned publish date) I received an email from Gloaming Gap's team saying that one of their staff had edited my story, and took issue with my use of alternating perspectives. Given that my story has to do with a warping of time and the confusion and discomfort it causes, I quite intentionally used changing points-of-view, as well as non-linear chronology, as a way to create an undercurrent of discomfort in the reader - to make the warping of my characters' reality vaguely palpable to the reader on a level other than simply describing it in the text. This editor didn't get it. This editor also happened to be the author whose story caused the upheaval in February's publishing dates.
I exchanged emails with the Gloaming Gap editing team explaining why perspectives shift within my story; they came back saying, "Yeah, but sometimes they shift within the same paragraph. It's confusing." Again, I reminded them, that was by design. Further, no one who had read the story - literally not one person, some of whom were also professional editors - had said one word about being confused or even annoyed by my use of switching perspectives. The feedback was unanimously positive. I let the Gloaming Gap folks know that I did not wish to change the way the story was written.
Tuesday morning, I got an email from the editor-in-chief saying that, because he felt that stories told from a first-person perspective were most effective, those were the type of stories he really wanted; stories told from a third-person perspective were next on the acceptability scale; switching perspective stories like mine were not on the list. He wrote that "...point-of-view is something that a lot of people struggle with," and that he "...will have to insist on resolving this issue."
I wrote back that his implication that I struggle with point-of-view was out of place, and for a third time I explained the purpose of the intentionally shifting perspectives. Further, I reminded him that since it was intentional, there was nothing to "resolve."
Yesterday I got the notice: "I'm afraid that as the story currently stands, without those corrections, we cannot accept it for publication. The way it's written doesn't fit in with the style for the overall project. Please let us know if you should reconsider." I replied that there was nothing to reconsider because there was nothing to "correct." Nothing was "incorrect" in the first place.
So there it stands. After six months of being told my story was fantastic and Gloaming Gap was eager to publish it, my story gets nixed in the 11th hour by an arbitrary decision about point-of-view that, incidentally, was never mentioned at any point as a submission guideline, much less a deal-breaker. Am I angry? Eh, more disappointed than angry, really, but bottom line is it's their site and they have the right to reject content for any reason - or for no reason at all. I don't take issue with that. I do take issue with the way it went down and the fact that over six months such an obviously major point of contention was held until the final week to be brought up.
And therein lies the eternal struggle between author and editor. In what other art form does this take place? What museums add brush strokes to an artist's paintings before displaying them? When musicians are asked to alter lyrics for specific performances, cries of "Censorship!" fill the air. But in the world of writing, the equivalent is accepted as the way the game is played.
Guess it's lucky I didn't submit something in the style of The Dragon Speaks. Their heads might have exploded.
Monday, February 13, 2012
New Wave for the New Week #145
I have this habit of coming up with ideas for mix tapes (nowadays, mix CDs) that I keep meaning to put together, but never seem to find the time. In fact, I may do a separate post sharing some of those. One of my favorite yet-to-be-realized mix ideas would be a compilation of later bands and solo material by any permutation or subset of Johnny Rotten, Steve Cook, Paul Jones, Glen Matlack and/or Sid Vicious, and would be called Never Mind McLaren, Here's The Ex-Pistols. Of course it would include Public Image Ltd., The Rich Kids, maybe even some of Sid's cringe-worthy solo material (oh, that Sid Sings album...), among other odds and ends. Featured on such a mix would be this week's NW4NW band, The Professionals.
In many ways, despite PiL being Johnny (Lydon) Rotten's next project and therefore the more immediate media magnet, The Professionals were truly the most direct descendants of The Sex Pistols. Anchored by the Pistol's guitar and drum combo of Steve Jones and Paul Cook, the original lineup of The Professionals included bassist Andy Allen, who had been a session musician on the final Pistols recordings with Jones on vocals ("Lonely Boy," "Silly Thing," etc.). As a trio, these three released the first Professionals single in 1980, the bombastic "Just Another Dream."
With booming rhythm, crunching guitar and shout-along chorus, "Just Another Dream" is a nearly perfect single that sounds just as good today as it did three decades ago. It wouldn't be until their second single, "1-2-3," however, that The Professionals saw any action on the UK charts, just missing the Top 40. Around this time, Allen left the band and was replaced by Paul Meyers and second guitarist Randy McVeigh. A third single, "Join The Professionals," received wide exposure when it was included in the soundtrack to the movie Ladies And Gentlemen, The Fabulous Stains.
Just as The Professionals were about to release their self-titled debut album, Allen sued the band for back royalties he claimed he never received. In order to avoid paying him any further, the band shelved that album and went back into the studio with the new lineup to record a few new songs and re-record the old ones. The result was the lone Professionals album to see public release, I Didn't See It Coming. A solid if slightly uneven album, it contains a few more moments of brilliance (notably "The Magnificent" and "Kick Down The Doors"). The band's internal upheaval, however, contributed to some of the tracks sounding a bit rushed and premature. Nonetheless, it's a record well worth owning, with sound that lands somewhat closer to the hard rock that Steve Jones would later pursue than the punk rock of The Sex Pistols.
After the album's release, Cook and Jones went their separate ways. They each found work as session musicians and semi-regular members of several bands; Jones eventually released a couple of solo albums. In 2005, a Best Of The Professionals CD was issued, culling its tracks from the early singles and cuts from the album, as well as rescuing a few unreleased tracks. A couple of years later, legal wrangling finally freed up the old Allen recordings, and The Professionals finally saw the light of day 27 years after its intended release.
For this week's clips, please enjoy a real rarity - the original promo clip for "Just Another Dream." After that, a fan-made clip for "The Magnificent," which has been said at different times to be about Johnny Rotten or Sid Vicious. Listen for yourself and decide. Enjoy!
In many ways, despite PiL being Johnny (Lydon) Rotten's next project and therefore the more immediate media magnet, The Professionals were truly the most direct descendants of The Sex Pistols. Anchored by the Pistol's guitar and drum combo of Steve Jones and Paul Cook, the original lineup of The Professionals included bassist Andy Allen, who had been a session musician on the final Pistols recordings with Jones on vocals ("Lonely Boy," "Silly Thing," etc.). As a trio, these three released the first Professionals single in 1980, the bombastic "Just Another Dream."
With booming rhythm, crunching guitar and shout-along chorus, "Just Another Dream" is a nearly perfect single that sounds just as good today as it did three decades ago. It wouldn't be until their second single, "1-2-3," however, that The Professionals saw any action on the UK charts, just missing the Top 40. Around this time, Allen left the band and was replaced by Paul Meyers and second guitarist Randy McVeigh. A third single, "Join The Professionals," received wide exposure when it was included in the soundtrack to the movie Ladies And Gentlemen, The Fabulous Stains.
Just as The Professionals were about to release their self-titled debut album, Allen sued the band for back royalties he claimed he never received. In order to avoid paying him any further, the band shelved that album and went back into the studio with the new lineup to record a few new songs and re-record the old ones. The result was the lone Professionals album to see public release, I Didn't See It Coming. A solid if slightly uneven album, it contains a few more moments of brilliance (notably "The Magnificent" and "Kick Down The Doors"). The band's internal upheaval, however, contributed to some of the tracks sounding a bit rushed and premature. Nonetheless, it's a record well worth owning, with sound that lands somewhat closer to the hard rock that Steve Jones would later pursue than the punk rock of The Sex Pistols.
After the album's release, Cook and Jones went their separate ways. They each found work as session musicians and semi-regular members of several bands; Jones eventually released a couple of solo albums. In 2005, a Best Of The Professionals CD was issued, culling its tracks from the early singles and cuts from the album, as well as rescuing a few unreleased tracks. A couple of years later, legal wrangling finally freed up the old Allen recordings, and The Professionals finally saw the light of day 27 years after its intended release.
For this week's clips, please enjoy a real rarity - the original promo clip for "Just Another Dream." After that, a fan-made clip for "The Magnificent," which has been said at different times to be about Johnny Rotten or Sid Vicious. Listen for yourself and decide. Enjoy!
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012
New Wave for the New Week #144
Greg Shaw was probably responsible for more fantastic independent music reaching more ears than anyone else in the late '70s and early '80s, through his LA-based record store, fanzine, and later, label, all known informally as Bomp! (Officially, "Who Put The Bomp!," but why quibble over details?) One of his niftiest finds of the era was a group who had come from Tulsa, OK, to the big city of L.A. to seek their fortune.
It was Shaw's Bomp! label that released the debut single from the band 20/20. "Giving It All" appeared in 1978, a brightly colored wad of late-'60s/early-'70s bubblegum in the midst of a bland late-'70s disco world. Crisp, shimmering and joyous, "Giving It All" caught a few influential ears, and before long these kids with their skinny ties, holdover shag haircuts, and mildly anachronistic sound found themselves signed by CBS via their Portrait label.
Their debut LP, the self-titled and absolutely essential 20/20, is one of the most underrated records of the 1970s. A virtual primer on what power-pop is supposed to sound like, the record boasts several shoulda-been hits that have received much more notice in recent years than they did at the time. "Yellow Pills," a pseudo-psychedelic trip through producer Earle Mankey's bag of studio tricks, may be their best-known track; "Cheri" is one of the most heartfelt declarations of unrequited love ever put down on vinyl; cuts like "She's An Obsession" and "Out Of This Time" basically laid the ground rules for a thousand power-pop bands to follow. The album is simply a must-have.
The same high praise cannot be offered for their 1981 follow-up LP, Look Out! While it isn't without its charms (notably "Nuclear Boy"), there were some obvious changes made to the band's overall sound - likely at the urging of CBS in hopes of mainstream sales. Where the debut glistened, Look Out! could at best offer a dull sheen. It didn't sell, and CBS cut ties with the band. Both records were reissued on a single CD in 1995.
Undeterred, 20/20 went back to what they did best. After finding a home with the independent Mainway label, they issued a third album in 1982. Sex Trap was a refreshing return to the sound of the first LP, and offered the band promise: Enigma Records picked up the album, remixed a few tracks, dropped one and added the excellent "Jack's Got A Problem." This new version of Sex Trap also boasted better distribution and is usually the version you find floating around for sale these days. (Originals on Mainway sport blue graphics; the Enigma reissue changes the graphics to red.) For completists, there exists a Japanese CD reissue circa 1999 that includes all the tracks from both versions and changes the graphics color to yellow. Collect them all!
20/20 split after 1983, but were reunited ten years later. Two more albums have since been released: 1995's 4 Day Tornado and 1998's Interstate. Those looking for the 20/20 of old may find complaints, but those who care to hear a solid band who have matured into musicians willing to test waters outside of their comfort zone (especially on Interstate, which veers into country-twinged sounds) should be pleased.
For this week's NW4NW, we go back to that wonderful debut record. First up, a clip for "Yellow Pills" followed by the simply wonderful "Cheri." Enjoy!
It was Shaw's Bomp! label that released the debut single from the band 20/20. "Giving It All" appeared in 1978, a brightly colored wad of late-'60s/early-'70s bubblegum in the midst of a bland late-'70s disco world. Crisp, shimmering and joyous, "Giving It All" caught a few influential ears, and before long these kids with their skinny ties, holdover shag haircuts, and mildly anachronistic sound found themselves signed by CBS via their Portrait label.
Their debut LP, the self-titled and absolutely essential 20/20, is one of the most underrated records of the 1970s. A virtual primer on what power-pop is supposed to sound like, the record boasts several shoulda-been hits that have received much more notice in recent years than they did at the time. "Yellow Pills," a pseudo-psychedelic trip through producer Earle Mankey's bag of studio tricks, may be their best-known track; "Cheri" is one of the most heartfelt declarations of unrequited love ever put down on vinyl; cuts like "She's An Obsession" and "Out Of This Time" basically laid the ground rules for a thousand power-pop bands to follow. The album is simply a must-have.
The same high praise cannot be offered for their 1981 follow-up LP, Look Out! While it isn't without its charms (notably "Nuclear Boy"), there were some obvious changes made to the band's overall sound - likely at the urging of CBS in hopes of mainstream sales. Where the debut glistened, Look Out! could at best offer a dull sheen. It didn't sell, and CBS cut ties with the band. Both records were reissued on a single CD in 1995.
Undeterred, 20/20 went back to what they did best. After finding a home with the independent Mainway label, they issued a third album in 1982. Sex Trap was a refreshing return to the sound of the first LP, and offered the band promise: Enigma Records picked up the album, remixed a few tracks, dropped one and added the excellent "Jack's Got A Problem." This new version of Sex Trap also boasted better distribution and is usually the version you find floating around for sale these days. (Originals on Mainway sport blue graphics; the Enigma reissue changes the graphics to red.) For completists, there exists a Japanese CD reissue circa 1999 that includes all the tracks from both versions and changes the graphics color to yellow. Collect them all!
20/20 split after 1983, but were reunited ten years later. Two more albums have since been released: 1995's 4 Day Tornado and 1998's Interstate. Those looking for the 20/20 of old may find complaints, but those who care to hear a solid band who have matured into musicians willing to test waters outside of their comfort zone (especially on Interstate, which veers into country-twinged sounds) should be pleased.
For this week's NW4NW, we go back to that wonderful debut record. First up, a clip for "Yellow Pills" followed by the simply wonderful "Cheri." Enjoy!
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
New Wave for the New Week #143
When you think of the early days of Punk Rock, Belgium is probably not the first place you see on the map in your mind's eye. But there was indeed a rumbling there back in 1976 in the form of a trio who called themselves The Kids. Ludo Mariman played guitar and sang; the De Haes brothers, Danny and Eddy, played bass and drums respectively. None of them were particularly proficient, but they had passion and energy and attitude, and wasn't that what Punk Rock was all about?
The Kids took their cues from media reports and magazine articles about The Ramones and The Sex Pistols. They wore leather jackets and safety pins and played loud and hard and fast. They spat at their audience and rejoiced when the audience spat back at them. They wrote songs with titles like "Fascist Cops," "Johnny's On The Dole," "I Don't Care" and "Bloody Belgium." They could easily have been written off as a paint-by-numbers wanna-be Punk band, except for the fact that they were so damn engaging and their music, while probably veering closer to tough bar-band swagger than Punk Rock in the traditional sense, was catchy as hell.
Their records are difficult to find but worth the search. In 1978 they released both their debut, The Kids, and its follow-up, Naughty Kids. Both are very much of their time, with the first being a bit stronger of an album and actually seeing a brief reissue a few years back. By the time of the third album in 1980, The Kids had expanded their lineup by adding another guitarist, Luc van de Poel, and had refined their sound to a less abrasive, more power-pop noise, in keeping with the musical trends of the time.
That third album, Living In The 20th Century, is an absolute masterpiece, and ranks high on my personal list of criminally overlooked Punk and New Wave albums. Within its hook-filled grooves of tight, melodic Punk, you will find no filler, and when the needle hits the amazingly irresistible "Do You Wanna Know?," you'll wonder why all music can't be this damn good.
After those first three records, The Kids soldiered on for another five years, releasing a few more albums but never quite duplicating the sound of 20th Century. In 1985 they called it quits, but their records found new audiences through bootlegged copies and occasional collector reissues. Ten years later Mariman got the group back together for some reunion gigs, and they have been playing together ever since. In 2004, they played their first ever show in the USA in Brooklyn, NY, in front of a sell-out crowd. The Kids Anthology, a very difficult to track down and fairly pricey seven-disc (!) boxed set, was issued in 2007 containing just about everything they ever recorded, but is now out of print.
For this week's NW4NW, here are The Kids with a live (and, unfortunately, very poor audio mix) performance of "Do You Wanna Know?" followed by an audio-only clip of the early "Fascist Cops." Enjoy!
The Kids took their cues from media reports and magazine articles about The Ramones and The Sex Pistols. They wore leather jackets and safety pins and played loud and hard and fast. They spat at their audience and rejoiced when the audience spat back at them. They wrote songs with titles like "Fascist Cops," "Johnny's On The Dole," "I Don't Care" and "Bloody Belgium." They could easily have been written off as a paint-by-numbers wanna-be Punk band, except for the fact that they were so damn engaging and their music, while probably veering closer to tough bar-band swagger than Punk Rock in the traditional sense, was catchy as hell.
Their records are difficult to find but worth the search. In 1978 they released both their debut, The Kids, and its follow-up, Naughty Kids. Both are very much of their time, with the first being a bit stronger of an album and actually seeing a brief reissue a few years back. By the time of the third album in 1980, The Kids had expanded their lineup by adding another guitarist, Luc van de Poel, and had refined their sound to a less abrasive, more power-pop noise, in keeping with the musical trends of the time.
That third album, Living In The 20th Century, is an absolute masterpiece, and ranks high on my personal list of criminally overlooked Punk and New Wave albums. Within its hook-filled grooves of tight, melodic Punk, you will find no filler, and when the needle hits the amazingly irresistible "Do You Wanna Know?," you'll wonder why all music can't be this damn good.
After those first three records, The Kids soldiered on for another five years, releasing a few more albums but never quite duplicating the sound of 20th Century. In 1985 they called it quits, but their records found new audiences through bootlegged copies and occasional collector reissues. Ten years later Mariman got the group back together for some reunion gigs, and they have been playing together ever since. In 2004, they played their first ever show in the USA in Brooklyn, NY, in front of a sell-out crowd. The Kids Anthology, a very difficult to track down and fairly pricey seven-disc (!) boxed set, was issued in 2007 containing just about everything they ever recorded, but is now out of print.
For this week's NW4NW, here are The Kids with a live (and, unfortunately, very poor audio mix) performance of "Do You Wanna Know?" followed by an audio-only clip of the early "Fascist Cops." Enjoy!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
New Wave for the New Week #142
With their plinky, chant-along music and their hillbilly/dreadlock/thrift store chic appearance, Haysi Fantayzee staked out a unique territory during the year or so that the band existed. Dismissed by many as so much fluff, their singles still found enough receptive ears to get them steady mention in the UK charts during 1982 and into 1983. Undeniably childlike, those songs nonetheless spoke to the issues of racism, nuclear apocalypse, and suicide. At the same time, they were addictive little bits of ear-candy that kept club dance floors packed.
Jeremy/Jeremiah Healy and Kate Garner were the image of Haysi Fantayzee, while Paul Caplin stayed in the background playing all the instruments and managing the band's affairs. Instead of taking the usual route of sending demo tapes to various record labels in hopes of landing a contract, Haysi Fantayzee leveraged their most obvious feature: Healy's and Garner's carefully constructed image. They put together a low-budget video and sent that around, eventually finding a home with the Regard label. Granted, dancing about in their colorful rags made Healy and Garner an eye-catching duo, but the "style over substance" label would haunt them.
The substance was there, even if the critics chose to ignore it. Their debut single, "Holy Joe," caught on enough to get them into the lower reaches of the charts; their sophomore effort, "John Wayne Is Big Leggy," broke them big. Using a story of The Duke taking liberties with a squaw as an allegory for the treatment of Native Americans by European settlers, it was mildly controversial. But damn if it wasn't catchy! The single went to #11 and got them national exposure throughout the UK.
Their third single would be their most well-known, the post-apocalyptic square dance "Shiny Shiny." Though it fell a bit short of its predecessor's mark (only reaching #16) in the UK, it was a huge club hit in the States and remains a staple of nostalgic New Wave compilation albums today.
In early 1983, their lone album, Battle Hymns For Children Singing, appeared, gathering up all three previous singles as well as the concurrently released "Sister Friction." A fun record worth picking up if you can find it, but be wary of the CD reissues: the version issued in 2000 by Razor and Tie features extra tracks, but was poorly mastered resulting in some songs being sped up while others are slowed noticeably; Cherry Pop's 2007 reissue doesn't have the mastering issues, but has different bonus tracks.
This week's NW4NW features Haysi Fantayzee's two big singles. First up, the exuberant "Shiny Shiny," followed by "John Wayne Is Big Leggy." Enjoy!
Jeremy/Jeremiah Healy and Kate Garner were the image of Haysi Fantayzee, while Paul Caplin stayed in the background playing all the instruments and managing the band's affairs. Instead of taking the usual route of sending demo tapes to various record labels in hopes of landing a contract, Haysi Fantayzee leveraged their most obvious feature: Healy's and Garner's carefully constructed image. They put together a low-budget video and sent that around, eventually finding a home with the Regard label. Granted, dancing about in their colorful rags made Healy and Garner an eye-catching duo, but the "style over substance" label would haunt them.
The substance was there, even if the critics chose to ignore it. Their debut single, "Holy Joe," caught on enough to get them into the lower reaches of the charts; their sophomore effort, "John Wayne Is Big Leggy," broke them big. Using a story of The Duke taking liberties with a squaw as an allegory for the treatment of Native Americans by European settlers, it was mildly controversial. But damn if it wasn't catchy! The single went to #11 and got them national exposure throughout the UK.
Their third single would be their most well-known, the post-apocalyptic square dance "Shiny Shiny." Though it fell a bit short of its predecessor's mark (only reaching #16) in the UK, it was a huge club hit in the States and remains a staple of nostalgic New Wave compilation albums today.
In early 1983, their lone album, Battle Hymns For Children Singing, appeared, gathering up all three previous singles as well as the concurrently released "Sister Friction." A fun record worth picking up if you can find it, but be wary of the CD reissues: the version issued in 2000 by Razor and Tie features extra tracks, but was poorly mastered resulting in some songs being sped up while others are slowed noticeably; Cherry Pop's 2007 reissue doesn't have the mastering issues, but has different bonus tracks.
This week's NW4NW features Haysi Fantayzee's two big singles. First up, the exuberant "Shiny Shiny," followed by "John Wayne Is Big Leggy." Enjoy!
Sunday, January 22, 2012
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