14 November 2006

Spiked


...taxi ride home last night after an evening wandering around an almost empty college during my cryptically named 'evening duty', listening to The Slits second album and some Death Chant downloads... the taxi had an oddly hyperboreal smell inside it, as if the cold from outside had been sucked in and kept there, just to shake the molecules down... temperature reduced to raw olfaction.

Actually, I'm not sure what hyperboreal means but it seems to fit. Later, I'll look it up perhaps, though I like not knowing what words mean and just imagining - spent a great deal of very funtimes in my early teens with an Anthony Burgess novel and no dictionary...

I was tired but if you blinked too fast tiny crystals of nicotine floated through the air... playing very loud in the car was The Fuhrers Face by Spike Jones and his City Slickers, a song that seemed to make the car into an tiny encapsulation of the Kubrick version of the The Shining, a sensation enhanced by the taxi driver himself - who looked like Gandalf squashed against William H Macy in a one person lift-shaft...


We talked a little about Spike Jones and the similarities with the Bonzo Dog Doodah Band...he showed me the CD cover - Spike rattling the drums with a Joker suit and a smile that wrapped around his head - "You just get the sense that, it isn't a job, couldn't be...that it was just a guy having real fun with his friends... that's gone now..."

Outside, a man dressed as a Viking stumbles home while a Ghost Ship makes it's ways through Western-Super-Mud(Carnival Time in Somerset)...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I traveled to Alabama to see and hear the Slits play in Birmingham. The band and performance was FABULOUS. The reggae tunes were spot-on, the punk rockers roared and the new songs were 100% excellent. The new members add a lot of pleasure to the group and I’d go see, hear and dance to this band of musicians again tonight and tomorrow night. The new record is worth buying, too!
Chico Harris
Oxford, Mississippi

http://www.oxfordland.net/groovytimes/

N.E. said...

First time I heard Jean Jacques Perrey it reminded me of Spike Jones - turns out JJP was a fan. But Spike and his crew were doing all those mad sound fx live without electronics or tape splices. I've still got an old vinyl lp somewhere. Must dig it out again....

niowulf said...

I like not knowing what words mean yet using them.

Kind of spoils it when you do find out.

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