Have You Heard? – (35) “Man Next Door” by Massive Attack

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In 1998, Massive Attack released their third album “Mezzanine”. While I love its predecessor, “Protection”, I’m coming round to the view that “Mezzanine” is Massive Attack’s finest work. It’s a dark and foreboding album, full of sinister sounds and lyrics.  A lot of the songs start sounding beautiful and ascend (or descend?) into harsh guitar workouts. There’s more rock than any other Massive Attack album, but again, the drums and bass are resounding and heavily based in hip hop and reggae.  I’ve been listening to the album a lot in the last week or so, as I’ve been writing about the band for my musical journey book.  And, as I’ve done so, more than I ever did when the album first came out, I’m realising what a magnificent album it is. Layer upon layer of sounds reveal themselves with each listen. It’s a completely gripping album, disconcerting in its intensity, engrossing in its fusion of musical genres.

At the heart of the music is a dub-wise reggae sound, and “Man Next Door” is the best example of that. It’s not the best known track on the album by any means, but I love the echoey bass, the hip hop drum beat and the roots reggae vocals of Massive Attack stalwart, Horace Andy.

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Because I’ve been listening to the album on my iPod a lot, I’ve noticed the lyrics rather more than usual. Generally I just enjoy the vibe, pick up snippets, but don’t analyse too much. The greater scrutiny may not have been such a good thing for “Man Next Door”. It sounds like a classic conscious roots reggae song. Probably about Rastafari, or a call to arms, to fight injustice, or something. Actually, it’s a bit of a moan about a noisy neighbour!  I kind of wish I hadn’t figured that. But it’s OK.  It sounds too good to think too much about the words. If you know what I mean.

If you haven’t heard “Mezzanine” give it a go, and then another go. After a while you will be hooked. Massive Attack are one of the great fusion bands: reggae, hip hop, soul, jazz, rock, electronica. They called it trip hop in the nineties. Massive Attack are that and so much more.

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Sportsthoughts (67) – Wales win the Six Nations

So, when I last wrote about the Six Nations rugby, after two games, England were looking good, after victories over Scotland and Ireland. At the time, the main surprise was that France had lost their first two games, first against Italy and then at home to Wales. Wales had lost at home to Ireland in their first match before recovering against France.

It got better for England. At home to France they struggled for a while against the power of the French forwards, but after half time, and some barmy substitutions by France, which involved taking many of their best players off, England took control of the game, aided by some good substitutions of their own. Ran out 23-13 winners. Three out of three: looking good.

Last weekend, another home game, against Italy. People were taking this one for granted, and talking too much about the final game, against Wales, in Cardiff. Whether the team were distracted, who can say, but after a good start, and some fluffed chances, things went from bad to worse, and Italy dominated the second half. Fortunately the defence held out well and Toby Flood kicked the penalties. 18-11 victors.

Four out of four – we could hardly criticise, though some in the media were jumping on the performance against Italy to predict a tough time against Wales. The Welsh themselves had kept on winning and were getting all their best players back after a bad run of injuries.

So it came down to Wales v England at the Millennium Stadium yesterday. Like most England supporters I was a bit worried, but reasonably confident that England could do it. They’d shown resilience when it was necessary in previous games and Owen Farrell was back to pop over the penalties. Wales had to win by more than seven points to win the Championship; England were on for the Grand Slam.

The first half was intense. Both sides running hard at each other. The tackling ferocious. The Welsh forwards were on top at the scrum. It seemed that the Australian referee, Steve Walsh, didn’t like something about the English front row. He didn’t much like their tactics at the breakdown either. The penalty count was in favour of Wales, and the half ended 9-3 to Wales. A deserved lead, but close. England had had their chances but blown them. Wales too. One break stopped by a brilliant tap tackle by Quins’ very own Mike Brown.

And then it all went pear-shaped. For England. Wales took up where they left off. England slowly and then rapidly fell apart. I do think the refereeing decisions sowed seeds of doubt in the players’ minds about how to approach the game. And maybe they didn’t have the experience to cope with that and adjust. But I’m not going to claim it was the ref wot won it for Wales. They were superb in all areas of the game and the pressure on England eventually told. Two excellently executed tries for Alex Cuthbert did the business. And Lee Halfpenny, the Welsh full back,  was flawless in putting over the penalties.

Final score a devastating 30-3 to Wales. Can’t argue with that. They were magnificent. Worthy champions for the second year running.

I won’t deny I was fuming at the end. Partly at the way England failed to take their chances in the first half (same as against Italy). Partly at the referee, but mindful that it is always a feeble excuse to blame the ref. And mainly because WE LOST! On for the Grand Slam and comprehensively trashed.

Back to the drawing board. No panic – it was a good tournament overall for a young England side. But changes are needed in the playing style. In a nutshell, play more like Harlequins and less like Saracens. Against Wales the two certainties – dominant forwards and reliable penalty taker – evaporated. It’s not enough. The Quins attacking game – pace, offloads, a bit of risk taking, need to be incorporated in the England approach. There are plenty of Quins players ready to implement it.

Alright, I’m biased. But attack is where England haven’t got it right yet. So learn from the best. New Zealand at international level… and Wales. Quins and Wasps in the Premiership.

Other thoughts about the Six Nations. Wales on yesterday’s form are a seriously good team.  France were astonishingly awful. The wooden spoon for a team with players of France’s calibre is inexcusable. Ireland were disappointing in the end, but had horrendous luck with injuries. Lost their whole back line apart from Brian O’Driscoll. And he took some hits. A sad end to a brilliant international career, if it is the end.  Scotland upped their game and showed some attacking verve for the first time in ages. And Italy had their best ever season. Slowly but surely developing a stronger squad. If that encourages more of their young athletes to play rugby, they will be winners one day.

In the end it wasn’t one of the best Six Nations. The first round promised a lot, with loads of tries and exciting play. But the weather did play a big part thereafter. It was mostly awful and made all the teams resort to the kicking, safety-first game.  The stakes are high, so it’s no surprise. Occasionally people suggest that the Six Nations should move to the end of the season, when the weather is better, the pitches harder and truer. But it would be such a move against tradition. The Six Nations is our sporting winter warmer. The best thing about the early months of the year. A time of renewed rivalries and camaraderie. The best of the rugby spirit.

Gutted that England blew it, but enjoyed the contest, as ever.

And here are my predictions versus outcomes. 100%…. wrong!

1. England. 2nd.

2. France. 6th. LAST!

3. Ireland. 5th.

4. Wales. 1st. WINNERS!

5. Scotland. 3rd.

6. Italy. 4th.

Better luck next time? Doubt it!

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My Top Ten – “Duende”… Sad Songs

Back in 2008 – it doesn’t seem that long ago – the music journalist Laura Barton wrote a wonderful piece in her Guardian column, “Hail, Hail Rock’n’Roll” about what she called Duende, or what the singer Nick Cave described as “the eerie and inexplicable sadness that lives at the heart of certain works of art”.

The description struck a chord with me. While the column went on to describe the blackness of spirit that often lies at the heart of music that could be called Duende, I thought of it more widely, as that ineffable melancholy in so much of the music I love most. A melancholy that might be a darkness of the spirit, or a lost love, or just a sense of melancholy. An E minor rather than an E major. And often a sadness which is so beautifully expressed that it becomes uplifting.

Yes, it’s the music you might listen to most late at night after a few drinks. The music that might just squeeze out a tear. Music that might hold a memory, or might just be the sounds that touch the very strings of your bow.

In the ten that follow, the most common musical genre is country. Even though that’s way off being the music I listen to most. It’s not even necessarily the most soulful music in my book. But the melancholy that runs through so much of it perhaps makes it the most likely source of that duende. 

Maybe I’m just talking about sentimentality really. But the ten that follow are all songs that truly move me, and uplift me just as I empathise with the sadness that lies within them.

There’s no Dylan or Springsteen here. I could fill a whole sad ten with either. So I decided to leave them out on this occasion and focus on some songs that might not be as well known, but mean just as much.

Pour yourself a whisky and wallow!

10. Roll On Arte – The Felice Brothers

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It’s the voice as well as the tune that does it for me in this song. A ragged, vulnerable voice – that of Ian Felice – that feels like a man who no longer knows where to turn. But who feels there is hope somewhere.

9. Talking In Your Sleep  – Grand Drive

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I had to have a Grand Drive song. Danny Wilson sings with such tenderness and hurt. “Talking In Your Sleep” is off their last album, “Everyone”. This was one of those songs that, when it came out, I just played constantly on repeat on my iPod. Simple, but so very touching.

8. Give Up The Ghost – Radiohead

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This is Thom Yorke at his most frail and eerie, off the most recent album, “King Of Limbs”. I could just as easily have included “Codex” off the same album.

7. Please Be With Me  – Eric Clapton

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This song is off the 1974 album, “461 Ocean Boulevard”. It was a time when Eric Clapton was recovering from drug addiction and most likely lost love as well. And finding new love. It’s a plaintive cry for help. Just beautiful.

6. Through The Morning, Through The Night  – Alison Krauss and Robert Plant

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This is from the 2007 collaboration “Raising Sand”, which was a big success. Robert Plant’s participation got the notices, but Alison Krauss led the songs, as she does on this one. A perfect example of country sadness:  but to know that another man’s holding you tight…

5. The Whiskey Makes You Sweeter – Laura Cantrell

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Laura Cantrell was one of the late John Peel’s favourites. Absolutely one to cry into your beer with. The title says it all. Laura has the loveliest voice to make it a spiritual experience.  Especially if the whiskey is making it sweeter…

4. Fade Into You – Mazzy Star

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Mazzy Star are a nineties indie band fronted by the beautiful Hope Sandoval. The songs are slow and fuzzy. “Fade Into You” is, I think about a love that never happens, about someone who is lost. Hope’s voice is dreamy, other-wordly, full of a beautiful melancholy.

3. In Your Back –  Keren Ann

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Keren Ann is Israeli-Dutch-Indonesian and has based herself in Paris and New York. Her music has a strong French element and you could imagine ‘In Your back” being sung in a smoky Parisian cafe. It’s a bitter post-love story, but her voice and the music is so dreamy that it becomes a love song. For a while a few years ago, I just couldn’t get this song out of my head.  I still love it.

2. Pause – Emily Barker and the Red Clay Halo

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Anyone who reads my blogs will know how much I like Emily Barker’s music. This is my favourite song. It’s great on record and even better live. A simple strummed electric guitar, Emily’s singing so plaintive, the harmonies so uplifting. Atmospheric.

1. Ventura  – Lucinda Williams

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I think this might be the saddest song I have ever heard. Lucinda is so down about her lost love, that it hurts even to listen. She sounds woozy and so lost.  But there is salvation – watching the ocean waves, maybe Ventura…

If this isn’t Duende, I don’t know what is.

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Emily Barker and the Red Clay Halo, Hoxton Hall, 8 March 2013

I went to see Emily Barker and the Red Clay Halo at Hoxton Hall, just north of the City, on Friday night. It was the last of three gigs in London featuring songs from the forthcoming album, “Dear River”. It’s an album on which Emily reflects on the pull of home – place, people, memories. Home is Western Australia, although she has lived in the UK for 12 years now. The Blackwood River has a special place in her heart – hence the title of the new album, I think.

While the subject matter of the album is wistful, the sound is rockier, more up tempo. More electric guitar, with cellist Jo Silverston plugging in the bass guitar a lot more. And there’s a drummer, Nat Butler. There are some rousing choruses which I expect will become favourites in time. They were well received tonight.

Hoxton Hall is a funny kind of venue. It’s a small theatre hall, I think. It’s neither intimate pub, nor grand space in the style of the Union hall, where I last saw Emily and the band. The gig was a sell out, but there were no more than a couple of hundred people, who might not have filled the space out had the staff not brought out loads of chairs just before the show started. There was a brief support slot, from a singer songwriter whose name I didn’t catch and her sidekick on slide guitar. They made some nice sounds but didn’t get a lot of time to make a big impression. And some of the introductions made you stare at your feet: “This one’s about my mother when she was going through the menopause”: “This one’s about my parents, who haven’t been in the same room for 15 years” were my favourites. Oh dear!

But hey, once Emily and the band were into their stride, that was all forgotten.  There was a nice mix of new songs and old favourites (I can call them that now – I’d never heard any of them a year ago!). I’m not great at picking out titles of songs I haven’t previously heard,  but I liked the way “Letters” built to a climax, and the way that “Sleeping Horses”, which recalled childhood impressions, featured more of that lovely strummed electric guitar which helps make “Pause” such a wonderful song. And I’m glad to say Emily played that one – it wouldn’t be the same without it. There was a passionate song, with more electric guitar, about the native people of Australia, called “Spadeful of Ground”, and a touching paean to that favourite river, “Blackwood”.

There was a nice touch, too, when Emily’s husband (Dom, I think) came on to sing the Frank Turner parts on “Fields of June”. He really went for it and I’d say it was the liveliest moment of the gig. Then he returned to the back of the hall, where you could se him watching his wife in admiration. Who wouldn’t?

Yeah, it was just all so good, as ever. I’ve seen Emily and the band four times now over the past year and have loved every minute of every concert. It’s the mix of beautiful songs, wonderful playing from all the band and Emily’s aching, tender vocals. And a sense that they are all really enjoying themselves. You can’t help but smile with them.

Can’t wait to hear the new album!

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Sportsthoughts (66) – Quins lose at home again, 16-27 v Exeter

I have a lot of fun blogging about how good Quins are. So here’s one for balance. Second defeat in three at home. The first was 16-17 against a resurgent Wasps. Not a great performance, but a game that could have gone either way. In between, brilliant victories at home to Leicester (see Sportsthoughts 64) and away to Sale. So no cause for panic, but something isn’t quite right.

Now it would be easy to blame it on the loss of five key players to the Six Nations: Robshaw, Care, Marler and Brown to England,  Kohn to Wales. And yesterday, when the pressure was on, we did miss Chris Robshaw’s all-action leadership, Mike Brown’s marauding from full back and Danny Care’s probing and pace. But it was still a strong team – there’s depth in the squad and loads of good youngsters coming through.

One could also just write it off as a bad day at the office – it happens. And Exeter are maybe a bit of a bogey team. They beat us at their place too. And fair play to them: they were good yesterday. Took us on at our own running game in the first half and then turned the screw in the second half with some real precision kicking from fly half, Gareth Steenson, which pinned the boys back in their own half.

Before the game, when the teams were warming up, we saw Steenson practising his kicks. Not aiming between the posts: he was positioned out wide virtually on the try line, aiming for the width of the post. And he was getting close. We didn’t watch for long – our thoughts were on a nice pint of IPA in the bar – but I bet he connected at some point. Practice makes perfect. His kicking during the game was as good as it gets.

The ref didn’t help Quins either. No complaints about balance – he penalised both sides equally. But just about every scrum, and much of the breakdown, led to penalties or free kicks. He was super-fussy. So the game had no flow, and Quins’ game is based on tempo. It was hard to get any with Mr Rose.

No, for me, the loss stemmed most of all – notwithstanding Steenson’s brilliance – from a mini identity crisis… or two. Both possibly the result of just a touch of complacency – like maybe we could try things out against mid-table Exeter. Well, no, we couldn’t.

Identity crisis (1). No 8, Nick Easter, playing in the second row. Now, of course he did a decent enough job, being such a good all-round player. But all those crafty hands from the back of the scrum, those surges and offloads, just weren’t as much in evidence. He had less freedom.

Identity crisis (2). Who was running the game, Nick Evans or Ben Botica? The question arose when Ollie Lindsay-Hague, playing full back, had to go off, injured after about twenty minutes, after a surge down the left wing. George Lowe could have been brought on as a winger, with Tom Williams going to full back. Instead Botica came on, and instead of playing full back, went to fly half, with Nev going to full back. So who was running the game now: Nev or Ben? Who’d take the kicks?

The first penalty that came our way was quite a way out. Just on the edge of Nev’s range. Easily within Ben’s range. Nev asserted himself (rightly, as the main man, maybe not so having ceded the fly half role). Direction good, but fell just short. Murmurs that Ben should have taken it. Uncertainty. Who’s in charge?

Next up was in Nev’s range, but Ben took it. Missed. Six points lost.

For the rest of the game, Ben took most of the penalties for three points, but after a while Nev took most of the other kicks. No harm in that, but it didn’t feel planned. Nev, at full back, faded from the game, marginalised. Not something you’d ever say about Mike Brown. Or, for that matter, Nev.

So, as the second half progressed, Steenson’s kicking started to pin Quins into their own half. The return quicks weren’t as good. And the running was hampered by some inaccurate passing and poor handling. Matt Hopper, usually brilliant, seemed to be involved in most of the worst errors and was eventually substituted. Not that George Lowe changed much when he came on. He couldn’t.

Despite all of this, Quins stayed ahead for most of the game – Ugo Monye having scored an excellent try early on – until the last quarter. That’s when their superior fitness and skill – and forward power – usually takes its toll on the opposition. Not today. Exeter gained the upper hand. Steenson engineered a try for one of the second rowers, Damian Welch, and then, with five minutes left, Quins completely mucked up a kick out from the 25 and let the Exeter full back, Luke Arscott run in for another try.

Around where we were sitting, some of the die-hard fans were really angry, and stormed off before the game ended. I would never do that myself – I think you should always stick it out until the whistle goes. Support the team through thick and thin.  But it showed how frustrating things had got. And what a great job Exeter had done on us.  I’m sure it’s a blip, and maybe a useful kick up the backside for any of the players who have started to believe their own publicity. But we must make sure that identity crisis doesn’t develop into anything bigger.

It’s interesting. Nick Evans is one of the best players in the Premiership, and was voted as the best by his fellow professionals last season. There was great relief when, recently, he agreed a new two year contract, despite interest from France and Japan. And yet, there is now a young pretender, Ben Botica, who has been outstanding when Nev has been injured, or when the games don’t warrant his presence (the LV Cup mainly). Ben is the long term future, so must play enough not to get frustrated and leave.

It’s a good conundrum for the management, having two great fly halves. But also a challenge to keep both happy – and to avoid the loss of direction we saw against Exeter on  Saturday.

It always has to be clear who is in charge.

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Have You Heard? – (34) “Chemical Imbalance” (DJ Die Mix) by Karime Kendra

If you like your dance music stripped back to a raw drum and bass beat, with a pretty vocal floating on top, then try this.

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I reacquainted myself with this track last week, when I was writing about a brilliant compilation series of CDs in the 1990s called “The Rebirth of Cool”. There were seven volumes between 1991 and 1998. The underpinning philosophy was expressed in the sleeve notes of volume “Phive”:

We don’t know what to call this music. This isn’t Acid Jazz. This isn’t Trip Hop. This isn’t the Blues. And this isn’t Retro-rural Sixties-soul-tinged-guitar-heavy plot-recovered rock-revivalism either. Although all of the above are on here somewhere – hidden between the soundtrack music, the industrial noise, the post-rave beats and the pseudo easy-listening.

But try and find a label to define the music on this album as a whole and you’re lost. This is Clint Eastwood music. This is the Music with no name.

Underpinning the whole series was a sense of jazz, either in the sounds, or the philosophy. A philosophy of innovation and fusion.

By volume seven, in 1998, the jazz element – in the sounds – had faded. But it was still there in the attitude. “Chemical Imbalance” is pushing the boundaries. The drum and bass pioneers – DJ Die who remixed this track is one of them – were totally redefining dance music.

And the great thing about pop music is that everything gets absorbed. Drum and bass is now, in many respects, mainstream. To take one example, it’s incorporated in Tinie Tempah’s massive 2010 hit “Pass Out”.

Enjoy!

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Sportsthoughts (65) – Undone by Bale: West Ham 2 Tottenham 3

Oh West Ham what are you doing?

2-1 up against a very good Spurs team with 14 minutes to go, and blew it. Great chance to go 3-1 up spurned by Matt Taylor. It would have been so good!

A sense of the inevitable as Spurs’ possession ratcheted up the pressure. Goalmouth scramble made it 2-2 and then what we all expected. A magnificent strike by Gareth Bale. 3-2 to Spurs and no way back for a West Ham team on their last legs.

Is Gareth Bale the best player in the Premier League at the moment? I would say so. He’s got everything: pace, energy, strength and an ability to pass and cross at speed and shoot from just about anywhere. Only Robin van Persie gets close to him at the moment.

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He wasn’t the sole reason for Spurs’ victory tonight, but in the end he made the difference.

The evening began with a tribute to Bobby Moore, the great England and West Ham centre back, who died twenty years ago.  I paid tribute to him before in my Sportsthoughts 28. If only we had a defender like him now.

Spurs’ first – another excellent Bale strike – was down to the inability of two or three defenders to get close enough to the man. A degree of panic I think.  But overall West Ham played well in the first half and deserved their equaliser, a penalty from Andy Carroll after he’d been brought down by ex-Hammer Scott Parker. Carroll had a decent game, putting himself about. But I despair really to see the Hammers – the Academy of Football  (once upon a time) – playing such basic stuff. Up to the Big Man at every opportunity.

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And I must criticise those West Ham fans who booed Scott Parker’s every touch. He was absolutely magnificent when he played for us. In the relegation season, two years ago, he was unstinting in his efforts in a poor team. So good was he that he won the Sportswriters’ Footballer of the Year award. Even to get noticed in a relegated team would be something – he was considered the best. I think most of us understood that he had to stay in the Premier League to ensure his England career, with the European Championships coming up. He’d done his bit for the Irons. But I guess some people just can’t see beyond the tribal enmities, and Spurs are the team many West Ham fans love to hate.

The second half was mostly Spurs. The West Ham keeper, Jussi Jaaskelainen, had a fantastic game. So many breathtaking saves. Certainly the Hammers’ man of the match. But it was West Ham who went 2-1 up. A nice through ball to Joe Cole, who controlled it brilliantly and stroked it home from a difficult angle. Cole played pretty well, showed some nice touches, but in a framework that doesn’t really make the best of his skills. Frustrating!

Then there was that Taylor miss, and the wait for the inevitable.

2-2 ……… 2-3.

I don’t think we West Ham fans can complain. Spurs were the better team. We almost sneaked it, but Bale did for us in the end. It’s going to be a grim struggle for the rest of the season, although we probably only really need a couple of home wins and a couple of draws to ensure safety.

And then what? Another season of booting it up to the Big Man? What’s the point? May as well support Stoke.

No, it has to happen. Sorry Big Sam. One of our past greats is waiting in the wings.

The man from Rome, via Swindon…..

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Paolo di Canio!

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Have You Heard? – (33) “Little Sunflower” by the East New York Ensemble de Music

OK, so this is obscure! But it’s good.

It’s school half term this week, and I had a few days of holiday left before the end of March, so I decided to take the week off. Be around for the kids, but also spend some time writing and cycling. On the writing,  a chance to push on with my book about my musical journey. I’m on a chapter right now about jazz and fusion – fusion being all that music that has a bit of jazz and a lot of something else. Or maybe the other way round.

That’s when I found myself today listening to a brilliant two CD compilation from 2005 called “New Thing!”. On the Soul Jazz label. It’s fusion music from the seventies and eighties mostly. Jazz but not jazz. And downright weird much of the time.

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My favourite track is “Little Sunflower” by the East New York Ensemble de Music. It’s from a 1974 album called “At The Helm”.

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The band are led by a saxophonist called Bilal Abdurrahman and he plays some far out sounds. It’s the high pitched sax – the soprano – that makes the tune, as well as a Korean instrument called the Piri, which according to my research (a click on Wikipedia of course) is a bamboo version of the oboe. There’s an element of the snake charmer about it, especially at the beginning. There’s some cool jazz in midstream, before the end when everyone gets to wig out.

So, thirteen minutes of obscure jazz, and vaguely eastern weirdness. Worth listening to? Oh yes, I promise you. This is one of the best jazz tracks I’ve heard – ever.

Not in the John Coltrane or Miles Davis class, but in the next division.

Give it a go!

 

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Sportsthoughts (64) – Quins 25 Leicester 21: Danny returns!

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With the Six Nations in full flow, club rugby has to make do. If you are a top club – like Harlequins – you lose some of your best players for a couple of months. The ones who are first picks for the fifteen you lose altogether. In Quins’ case, Chris Robshaw, Mike Brown and Joe Marler. The ones who are in the squads but not playing all the time might be let back to the clubs in the weekends where there isn’t a round of internationals.

This weekend was one of those. It coincided with a top of table Premiership clash between Quins and Leicester. Quins got scrum half Danny Care back. Leicester welcomed fly half Toby Flood, No8 Thom Waldrom and talisman Manu Tuilagi back into the ranks.

We went to the Stoop with some trepidation. The previous weekend the boys had lost at home to Wasps, 16-17. Should have won, but Nick Evans had an off day with the boot and the sheer pace of the Wasps wide men – Christian Wade and Tom Varndell – cut us up a few times. Nev threw a pass for an intercept for Varndell too. We never clawed that seven point lead back.

And now Leicester, who’d taken over at the top of the table after that Quins loss. It was always going to be tough: now it seemed tougher.

But Quins started the game well. Taking the game to Leicester, trying to punch holes through their defence. Throughout the match that was a big ask. The Leicester defence is awesome, a brick wall, aided by the fact that the referees don’t seem to penalise them for offside. (For those unfamiliar with the rules, offside is when defending players drift ahead of where the ball happens to be, otherwise known as “the gain line”. If they do that they get their tackles in earlier than they should be able to do)

But after six minutes, Nick Easter – the mighty Nick Easter – threw a long pass, which was intercepted by Toby Flood (probably offside) and he had the pace to go all the way for a try. 0-7 after the conversion.

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For the rest of the first half Quins stayed on top of the play and clawed back points with penalties from Ben Botica, who kicked flawlessly – Nev had withdrawn from the game at the last. But near the end of the half, after some technical infringement at a scrum which led to a Leicester penalty, from which they won the ensuing line out, Leicester scored another try.  Good pressure, can’t deny that. 18-12 to Leicester at half time.

We weren’t feeling too optimistic about Quins getting back, but they came out in the second half with real attacking intent. And then the breakthrough moment…  Leicester infringed near the half way line, Danny Care took a tap and sprinted. Past one then another, at high speed. Checked to see if anyone was better placed than him. Answer, no, so he dummied and swerved and raced through for an amazing solo try. Converted by Botica to put Quins into a 19-18 lead. Ben then converted another penalty to make it 22-18.

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Quins then scored another try after a brilliant move with Ben Botica at the centre of it. But it was disallowed after a long TV adjudication, apparently because Matt Hopper obstructed a Leicester player who may have made a tackle. Er, well, maybe…

So close to finishing off the game!  Inevitably Toby Flood got a penalty back for Leicester. 22-21. Ugh!

It was tense! The trouble with rugby is that a team can be on top, as Quins were, but it is so easy to give away a penalty. The quirks of a referee can determine a game. And Wayne Barnes, ref on the day, is as quirky as they come.  Quins fans are convinced that Barnes is against us. But on the day he was even-handed. After the game, the Leicester manager claimed he’d had it in for them. So I guess he got the balance right – both sides hated him!

In those final minutes, after some more forward pressure, Quins got another penalty and Ben put it over for a 25-21 lead. It still felt tense. Leicester are renowned for late comebacks. They are the Man Utd of rugby. But it all went right for Quins at the last. Some more great forward play earned them a penalty. Ben kicked to touch, Quins won the line out and hoofed it into touch. Game over!

So close. Two really good teams slugging it out. Both weakened by the international call ups, but still strong. Both with immense defences. Only three tries: one a freak error (by Easter), one superbly fashioned (Leicester), and then the moment of individual inspiration – Danny boy! He was razor sharp all game, probably benefiting from the England training regime and the competition with Ben Youngs for the England scrum half slot. But that try was just one of those moments of instinctive genius. One of those moments we live for when we go to the games.

Really important for Quins to win this one after losing to Wasps. Puts us top of the Premiership again and feeling we can beat anyone. Because Leicester, to their credit, are always the acid test.

Danny Care got the Man of the Match award, and no-one will quibble with that. But really it was a game when every player was in with a shout. Such a close and intense game, that everyone had to be on their mettle. Danny won the game with that moment of brilliance, but Ben Botica kicked every penalty and conversion offered to him and everyone else did the business too. A magnificent team performance.

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Sportsthoughts (63) – Six Nations: the story so far

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So after two rounds, how are those predictions from Sportsthoughts 61 looking?

Well, most important, it’s looking good for England so far. In the first game, with a bold attacking performance at Twickenham, they beat Scotland 38-18. Until the last quarter it was a pretty close game – Scotland gave it some, too, and scored two excellent breakaway tries.  Central to England’s victory was some superb play at the breakdown by England’s forwards, with captain Chris Robshaw to the fore, and a cool display of kicking by young fly half, Owen Farrell. Both on the spot kicks and the tactical kicking in open play, he was masterful. He kept the points board ticking over in the first half, building the platform to let rip in the second. Couldn’t argue with him being chosen as Man of the Match.

Today, in the driving rain in Dublin, this young England side really came of age. The game required totally different tactics than last week. Today it was all about kicking for territory, moving the defending line forward, wrestling for the ball in the rucks and mauls, and kicking the penalties when they came. Not pretty – rugby really only for the purists, where those nuances of territory and possession are endlessly fascinating. I think I’m almost there these days, though I’d always rather see the backs let loose for some running rugby. It was an intense physical struggle. Tempers frayed frequently. There were handling errors galore, especially by Ireland. That was a big difference: England held on to the ball better and stayed more in control. It was a mature performance, capped by another excellent kicking display from Owen Farrell.  Interviewed afterwards he said taking those penalty kicks weren’t so different to the endless kicks in training. Well, not if you are cool enough to shut out all the pressure of a big game. Which he seems to be. The mark of a top athlete.

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And Chris Robshaw got Man of the Match, for another marauding performance. I was pleased about that. Quins bias of course.

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Oh yeah, and England won 12-6.

And then there was France. I predicted them to be second, with a real fear that they would sweep all before them, England included. They’ve lost two out of two. Away to Italy and home to Wales, which they may have regarded as their most winnable games. Maybe that was the problem. They have all the talent, but half the time just don’t function as a team. Next up is England at Twickenham. Traditionally they don’t do too well there, but you just can’t rule out them waking up and giving England a pasting. I wouldn’t bet on it though. No, never bet on the French.

Ireland looked superb in the first half against Wales, then held on for victory as Wales came back in last week’s game in Cardiff. Today they were outwitted and outmuscled by England. A team in transition and maybe third – or perhaps second, given France’s implosion – will be about right.

Wales will be pleased to win in Paris after losing at home to Ireland. They aren’t convincing at the moment, but have the talent. Don’t rule out a surge in the remaining games.

Scotland can take confidence from a spirited display against England and a good victory against Italy. Italy can take pride in beating France. I wouldn’t bet against Scotland beating Wales and maybe even Ireland. Things could be close in the pursuing pack.

Pursuing England. I’m not gloating. It’s only two games in. Anything could happen. That’s the glory of the Six Nations. But I think England can be quietly confident that something good is building.

We’ll see…

France in two weeks time… allez les Anglais!

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