Shine a light
Thursday, 21 October 2010
You know whats odd? Growing old with rock and roll – that’s fucking odd! And somewhat strange. I mean lets get this in context. Here I am in 2010 watching Scorsese’s film about the Stones – “Shine a Light”. The first thing I have to say is yes The Stones are still one of the best live bands around – in fact they’ve been one of the best live bands around since 1963. Earlier tonight I watched a DVD featuring the NME poll winners concerts from 1963, 1964, & 1965 and you know what – even against the Beatles live, the Stones still come out on top. Don’t get me wrong – the Beatles are better on record – for a start The Beatles only did 9 albums (less compilations) and The Stones have done too many so-so ones – but when it comes to live – well they are just a nose ahead of Springsteen. But to get around to the original point of growing old with them. Well for Gods sake I remember when they started. I bought their fist single (Come On). Unlike the Mersey Beat boys the first few Stones records didn’t hit the top straight away but, as an example of how popular they were, I remember a certain teenage party – now back when we were 15-16 or so, parties were about snogging, boozing, smoking and showing off your latest records. I mean in the days before pirate radio all we had was Luxembourg and listening to other peoples records at parties. A party was where you took your latest records to show everyone else how hip, modern, fab, gear and groovey you were. Thats how I got to listen to Motown for the first time, The Beach Boys and Dylan, and the Kinks and Sham the Sham and the Pharoes but that’s a different party! Anyway at this party of around 30 or so people there were eight copies of The Stones EP 5 x 5 and seven copies of their first EP The Rolling Stones. In that group of people that was a high average. I mean there was only one copy of The Beatles “All My Loving” EP – there was some Dylan (the EP with Corinna Corinna on it, can’t remember what it was called now) but that music was left for the early morning survivors, those that could still move enough to change records. Now you’ll notice the no one took an LP. That’s was because they were expensive, and people had a tendancy to scratch or pinch them and you didn’t want to risk that! So the Stones were popular – at least round our side of the town and I’ve no reason to suppose that the east side of Leeds was much different to anywhere else.



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Roman Ruins and The Arrogant Rich
Thursday, 21 October 2010
Sometimes the arrogance of the rich really pisses me off, especially the rich hunting shooting ‘n fishing brigade. Luckily enough, living in Scarborough and running an independent photographic gallery, I don’t get to meet many of them, but when I do the hairs on the back of my neck begin to stir.


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Conservation
Thursday, 21 October 2010
The other day I took a day off and my wife and I ventured out into the playground known as the North Yorkshire Moors where, surrounded by the panoramic moorlands, dotted with farms and homesteads, I began to think about preservation and conservation. These thoughts only came to mind after I’d, unsuccessfully, tried to cross a mill stream by standing on what I thought was a stone but turned out to be a patch of white clay. I sank as if it were quicksand and soon the water was over the tops of my rigger boots that filled to their tops and made getting out even more difficult. Further along the track we stopped allowing me to sit and empty out my boots and ponder on the wonders of life the universe, industrial archeology, conservation, and cold feet.


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