Thursday, April 20, 2006

 

Concorde?


Looks quite nice doesn't she? Anyway strictly speaking this not a post about the airplane but surprise surprise one about a song. As a an avid listener of John Peel in the early eighties I was smitten as were many other listeners with the charming nonsense that was 'There Goes Concorde Again' a song signed by the ever famous And The Native Hipsters, remember them? The song almost seven minutes long was a minimalist home recording, a song with no recognisable form, occasional haphazard bass, teasing guitar, primitive synthesizers, many strange noises and the spoken lyrics of Nanette Greenblatt charming us with her history of fat women going up the hill and Concorde! I loved it and is still one of those songs that will put a smile on my face. The band did very little of note after this and seemed to disappear and be consigned to histories could have beens. It was therefore with much joy that I saw the song was part of the Four CD set celebrating 25 years of Rough Trade released in 2001, but the biggest surprise was seeing that they had recorded enough to release a compilation! Both discs are still available. I always thought the song would be great on an advert for maybe Hovis bread or something, who cares it would just be great to hear it on mainstream TV.

Comments:
It's a classic single...wallpaper cover, little stickers and all...
I remember lying in bed listening to Peel and getting overexcited when I first heard it, perhaps because it moved away from what most people would constitute as a 'song' or a 'band' - very useful for an 11 year old...

I have the 'Tenderly Hurt Me' 12" as well which doesn't quite scale the giddy heights of the single but still delivers bedroom weirdness...

They have a website:
http://www.nativehipsters.co.uk/
 
Nic, thanks for your feed-back, I'm sorry but no offence was intented, I never dreamt that I'd have rock stars reading the blog! What are you up to musically? I don't know Scorn but what I read; ambient-industrial metal-dub sounds right up my street. Your spare room sounds like a real treasure chest.
Michael
 
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