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Frankie Teardrop


Suicide – Frankie Teardrop

So for this All Saints’ Eve a disturbing image to accompany possibly the most disturbing band ever singing what is to me the single most creepy, freaky, scary and down right fucked up piece of music ever recorded.

Suicide’s Frankie Teardrop concerns the exploits of a family slaying factory worker and his subsequent descent to Hell. To me Frankie represents the absolute antithesis of the blue denim rock of Bruce Springsteen or worse Bon Jovi… Even though ostensibly they frequently deal with the same themes.

The image is of a statue the Sistine Chapel and didn’t need too much Photoshopping to make the odd, desperate looking chap you see above… Typically I snapped the pic without much consideration of my stony subject so can’t tell you much about him – except he doesn’t look any happier than poor old Frankie Teardrop and the hammer he’s bashing himself with made me think of Suicide’s relentless industrial rhythyms.

Even though it is knocking on for being 35 years old, Frankie still just as raw, demented and horrifying as the day it was recorded.

Turn this all the way up and I defy you not to jump out of your skin when Alan Vega screams for the first time… And every other time too.

The double disc re-issues version of Suicide’s eponymous debut has some more listenable tracks, for instance ‘hit single’ Cheree and Ghost Rider, as covered by REM. You can buy it from AmazonĀ here or download it from Suicide - Suicide

London Calling

London CallingThe Clash – London Calling

London is the world’s fourteenth largest city, it is home nearly 8m people. 300 different languages are spoken on its streets. In the Nineteenth Century it was the capital of an empire over which the sun never set. Today it is a cosmopolitan, modern city that rivals New York, Paris, Tokyo, Hong Kong or Berlin – and to my mind beats them all hands down when you consider its culture, history, economy, sports and shops together.

If you’ve read the bio on the right, you’ll also know it’s where I live…

At a guess London has had more songs written about it than pretty much any other city except New York. There are many good ones, several great ones, but to my mind, this is the best.

Every year thousands of people move from everywhere in the world to live in London, hearing the city’s call – the song’s title and hook was actually based on the BBC’s use of the phrase at the start if World War Two propaganda broadcasts, and the majority of lyrics are on the negative side (“London is drowning and I live by the river”) but as a provincial lad living in London, the idea of it calling to faraway towns is very real…

And being written by art school boys pretending to be common oiks, a punk band with reggae roots and chops, it’s pretty cosmopolitan too.

If you’ve visited London you’ll recognise the lights and sights in the above image as being Picadilly Circus, if you haven’t, do. There’s no more to say!

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