Saturday, 24 October 2009

Tucker's (bad) luck:The Thick of It returns


'You were a relatively late appointment which didn't give me the time to fuck the I's and fist the T's.' - Malcolm Tucker (pictured right)

MALCOLM Tucker, superbly played by Peter Capaldi, is back bullying junior ministers in the era-defining political comedy The Thick of It.
This time Nicola Murray played by Rebecca Front, the incoming social affairs secretary, is the one dropping a whole heap of cack on Malcolm's lap.
In a hasty reshuffle she gets the social affairs portfolio despite the fact that her and her husband have potentially devastating links to a prison private finance initiative and a daughter who is going to a private-fee paying school.
Her appointment is indicative of the collapsing Government, once a highly functioning control freak with a vice-like grip on the news, it's now not taking care of the simplest of media vetting.
It's always good to see the self serving, back stabbing, neurotic spin team of Olly, Glenn and Terri who are cowed and bullied by Malcolm. While their incompetency was once not a problem for the Government - now they are implicit in its hasty implosion.
After the feature film spin-off In The Loop, reviewed here some months back, creator Armando Ianucci chose to build this, the first show of the third and final series, around an old fashioned sight gag.
In perhaps the greatest gag of any of the three series - a complicated set up saw Murray answer questions about her 'corruption' while doing a photo op where she is manoeuvred over the phone by hapless spin doctors to stand in front of a sign bearing the phrase 'I am Bent'.
It was tremendous to see such an old fashioned gag unravel.
It also said much about the cynicism of modern political discourse in the media. As Malcolm said in the show's sign-off 'Right, I'm away to wipe my arse on pictures of Nick Robinson, I 'm getting good at giving him a quiff.'

Friday, 23 October 2009

Malachi O'Doherty: A wonderful writer and podcaster


BELFAST author Malachi O'Doherty has been one of the most insightful and provocative writers about Northern Ireland for more than two decades.
As a teenager I was always inspired by his journalism with the BBC and he has served venerable old Belfast intellectual institution Fortnight magazine as editor in the very recent past. He writes occasional and wonderful columns for the Belfast Telegraph too.
He is the author of four outstanding books 'The Trouble With Guns' (Blackstaff), 'I Was A Teenage Catholic' (Marino), 'The Telling Year: Belfast 1972' (Gill and Macmillan) and 'Empty Pulpits: Ireland’s Retreat From Religion' (Gill and Macmillan) with the first and third among the most essential books written about the Troubles.
Last year he was a brilliant panellist and the most realistic voice among a self congratulatory bunch at the University of Liverpool's Institute of Irish Studies' John Kennedy Memorial Lecture commemorating the 10th anniversary of the Good Friday Agreement.
His next book 'Under his Roof', a series of vignettes about his father Barney, is almost with us. A couple of recordings of excerpts from it are here.
But having given up the editor's job at Fortnight a few years back he is now full time with his writing and journalism and through this he has become a tremendous podcaster. His short interviews show at the premier of Steve McQueen's Bobby Sands film, Hunger, is brilliant, but his podcast portfolio is a tremendous example of what the modern 360 degree author could become. Journalist as writer, broadcaster, producer and public intellectual.
Listen to them here. They are a tremendous day spent for anyone who loves the arts, Radio 4, Northern Irish affairs or simply great journalism.
Here is his interview with Belfast academic Carlo Gebler and former prisoner and Guardian columnist Erwin James on education and writing in the prison system.
Erwin James and Carlo Gebler

Thursday, 22 October 2009

FOLLOW FRIDAY: Beulah on Spotify


IT is perhaps fitting that having a singer diagnosed with bi-polar disorder that San Francisco band Beulah went through multiple personalities in their short lifespan.
A combustible mix of classic songwriting and an intensely indie ethos based around the difficult relationship between founders Miles Kurosky and Bill Swan, Beulah could have been been the next big thing between getting together in 1996 and their split in 2004.
With a first album recorded largely on Maxell cassette tapes to a final dark sign off record, they constantly challenged the normal constraints of the strand of American indie in which they were bracketed (normally mentioned in the same breath as label mates and 60s revivalists Apples in Stereo and Neutral Milk Hotel).
Their stand-out record, The Coast is Never Clear, displays elements of the 60s influence with flute and brass, but the frequent hand claps, cow bells, finger clicks, off kilter percussion and backing vocal 'bap-bap-yeahs-yeahs', makes it an album which rewards frequent listening.
Kurosky's world weariness shoots through much their work and he is a mean writer of the tragi-comic; song titles like 'I love John, She loves Paul', 'A Good Man is Easy to Kill' and 'Me and Jesus Don't Talk Anymore'.
The chorus of 'Gene Autrey' (clip below) sums up his world view - 'Everybody dies/ sad and lonely.' The incongruity of the upbeat brass driven backing makes it all the more engaging.
'A Good Man is Easy to Kill' with its references to Kurosky's favourite author Flannery O'Connor, is the best song in the band's canon. I'll let the lyric do the talking.
'And when they cut up your lung
You said it could all breathe easy
The hole swallowed your heart
When they drill holes in your skull
And screwed that halo to your head
Did you think you could fly?
I made a prayer for you
Then prayed some more that it’d come true
Don’t know about God but I believe in you

(Chorus) So give up, give up your love
Give up, give up your love
I promise its not gonna kill ya
And I need ya, Lord I need ya
And though you haven’t got a lot to give up
A good man is easy to kill well,'

Although tensions between Kurosky and Swann, which had been prevalent in the band since its outset, continued to simmer but be managed well, in the 12 months after the release of Yoko, Beulah seemed perpetually to be on the brink of breaking through to some semblance of mainstream success. But, it never came.
Yoko, a sombre and bleak record, but no less rewarding for it, was recorded in the spectre of Kurosky's split from his long term girlfriend and three band members' divorces.
Having said they would split if Yoko didn't achieve gold status for sales they gave a a free, farewell show at New York's Battery Park at Castle Clinton on August 5, 2004. Almost a year to the day later, a DVD chronicling their last tour Autumn 2003, titled 'A Good Band is Easy to Kill' was released.
They are gone, but not forgotten at GM towers where they still rank highly on Spotify and iTunes most played.
Spotify collaborative playlist here



Wednesday, 21 October 2009

WaPo wash and go: Washington Post gets a spruce up


Charles Apple's brilliant newspaper/ visual design blog brings this first look at the Washington Post's redesign which sees the grand old lady tweaked and updated and made just that bit classier.
Have a look at Charles' blog for the bona fides of the re-design.
Click on the image enlarge.

Danny Baker and how The Word magazine podcast sets a new high water mark for the genre

SIMPLY stunning, the best 1hr and 7mins you'll spend listening to anything, anywhere or anytime. Including you Radio 4 listeners.
When I grow up, I want to be Danny Baker.

The funniest football book this Christmas:Harry Pearson

GUARDIAN sport columnist and former When Saturday Comes writer Harry Pearson has re-released the funniest book on football this Crimbo, 'Dribble:The Unbelievable Encyclopaedia of Football'.
It's brilliant, just got it this evening and have been in hysterics.
Pearson has produced THE funniest piece of football writing when reflecting on the signing of the artistic southern Spanish wing meister Reyes by Arsenal a fewyears back.
But 'Dribble' packs his gag a paragraph style into a tremendous book. I've just got finished sections A-D and to use the language of my students 'am well impressed' and Pearson is a 'complete legend, man'.

Some examples:
CONSUMMATE PROFESSIONAL
'Sometimes when sports people speak it is necessary to interpret carefully what they say. The phrase consummate professional, for example,is short-hand for for, 'He was so peripheral I didn't even notice him until he thumped that bloke when the ref wasn't looking.'

and

DADAGE
'The era of a football fan's life in which he or she starts to sound like his/her father. Usually begins in the mid-forties and is characterised by a tendency to say, 'Cristiano Ronaldo? He's not fit to lace George Best's boots', 'There just aren't the characters in the game any more and 'Call that a tackle! He couldn't tackle a fish supper.'

THE WELL-ROUNDED MAN
‘Well, you know the quality of light in Valencia is extraordinary, it’s almost as if the very air is alive – GET STUCK IN BROWN, YOU FANNY MERCHANT – I think it’s something to do with flat landscapes and water because, and this will sound funny – WHERE’S YOUR FLAG, LINESMAN, WEDGED UP YOUR ARSE? – the only other place I’ve
encountered anything like it was on the salt marshes near Holkham. It was early evening, a thunderstorm was brewing and it gave this amazing golden tinge to everything that was positively ethereal – JESUS CHRIST, WILKO, YOU BLIND BANDY-LEGGED POOF – and really quite enchanting.’

Tuesday, 20 October 2009

Jan Moir, Stephen Gately and the real debate

POSTED BY PADDY
IN a story which saw a newspaper columnist commit the greatest professional sin of going after the softest possible target - a dead man - Jan Moir's salacious, wrong headed and prejudiced take on death of Stephen Gately could just become a landmark in journalism regulation.
An avalanche of complaints to the PCC orchestrated first on Twitter has seen where online social media provides publics with a chance not only to have their say on what is written by news organisations, but challenge it.
Here I post some of my posts to The Word magazine blog on Friday evening about the matter.
I first anticipated that it would re-open the issue of statutory regulation of the press and the beginning of the end of self-regulation. I am also adding now the allegation that the Mail has been attacking the BBC due to its own commercial interests and that this has to be a dimension of the regulation argument.

"I shudder to go back on previously strongly-held beliefs, but, surely in an age where commercial media companies with large newspaper interests are invidiously calling for greater regulation of the BBC, then the incidents this week make a fine counter case for statutory regulation of newspapers. Tired arguments for the market regulating itself don't play any more. Is it time to save newspapers from themselves in the long term?"

After this I took issue with the nature of the column which is a horrible example of taking a shot at a) someone who couldn't have right of reply and, b) flew in the face of the facts of the case anyway. I was responding to accusations I was merely a right-on, left Guardian reader, or a tofu munching sandal wearer.

"Surely it isn't right on to object to gleefully and maliciously dancing on the grave of a poor fella before he is in the sod and to attack his grieving mother.
If so, then hand me my dungarees, Greenham Common t-shirt and the keys to the Steven Biko one-legged whale/lesbian drop in centre circa 1981. I'll be the chairperson sisters and brothers."


One poster then claimed 'It's not the job of newspapers to reflect the moral code we think readers should have.' My response:

"Which is why the Mail does it tediously and in a method middle England fashion every day: working mothers, feckless scroungers, immigrants, women who wear the veil, gays, thieving politicians* ad nauseum, declining standards blah-de-feckin-tosspot-blah.
* actually I'll concede that one."


Again the idea of the most mythical of powerful blocs in British society, a liberal Liberal establishment, reared its head. The PC brigade who somehow censor right thinking (racist/ homophobic?) discourse.

"Who are the liberal establishment?
No-one has ever been able to tell me this.
And, if they are so powerful, why have they achieved so little that Jan Moir can still spout this cack in the second biggest-selling national daily?
Who are the right on brigade? Have they got a uniform and regimental hat? Are they forgotten Spanish Civil War veterans?
Where do they parade? I bet you'll say Hackney.
Yawnsome."


Again posters claimed it was a Guardian orchestrated campaign of right-on politics and that the Guardian didn't have to do this kind of populist journalism because of its trust status. And that us sandal wearers should just not read it. My contestation to this is that in civil society we have a right and an obligation to protest against this kind of journalism as it is offensive and divisive. At heart mine is a Habermasian and/ or Gramscian argument, that through engagement in protest (praxis) we change society and its shifting morals of what is acceptable in public discourse.

"The Guardian's organisation has nothing to do with this and is merely a squirrel in this debate.
It's not moral superiority, just a democratic protest we are allowed to indulge in in civil society against a piece of terrible, flimsy, mean spirited, vindictive and homophobic journalism.
Freedom of speech for journalists is not a carte blanche to produce this kind comment. It breaches both our codes of conduct/ practice, it causes outrage which reflects badly on a profession suffering both a massive crisis of self-identity and of public confidence.
And the argument that we didn't have to read it doesn't wash - when someone produces this kind of offensive rubbish it's not sufficient just to say 'Hey, don't read it' - any more so than we would with a piece of religiously offensive rubbish.
I'm afraid in this case there is no devil's advocate standpoint - it was wrong headed journalism on a number of levels.
It's not about 'rightness'


and,

"I didn't say I was right, I said I was right to protest against this kind of wrong headed, negative journalism which serves no purpose other than pure outrage. It was puerile in the truest sense of the word. (It also smacks of being written too closely to deadline for comfort.)
It does nothing for the profession and does little to advance the cause of deliberative democracy or the role of journalism in it.
And, it is within my rights to say so and try and take action against it.
I don't take offence lightly, I'm not even slightly right on (in fact I'm quite portly). It's not simply the homophobia I object to - jaysus we'd never be off our HHs if we complained against that - it's the mean spiritedness towards someone whose family hadn't even buried him yet."


The great thing about the Word Magazine is that no-one fell out and that those on the Mail's unfashionable (and wrong) side of the debate put their heads articulately above he parapet.

The most articulate post came from a gay man who responded vigorously and eloquently. Fairplay to MarkieChops. Read his reply and the the full debate here.

What The Wire tells us about Irish Politics

THIS is a great example of what a political blog can achieve. Esoteric and written by people with a cogent viewpoint, linked to like minded blogs, it's always worth a read.
Follow it.
It also combines GM's two great loves: socialist politics and The Wire.
Read Dublin Opinion here.

Being Irish in England: Paul Brady still holds true

GM posted this on Facebook ages ago, but when all is said and done, this is the finest song about being Irish in Britain.
From the wonderful five part Philip King Bringing it All Back Home documentary of the early 90s.
The CD is remarkable in that is brings together the usual suspects: U2, Christy Moore and Hothouse Flowers, but also that there are stellar performances from the Everly Brothers and Luka Bloom.

Thursday, 15 October 2009

FEATURED FRIDAY: Uncle Vanya

FROM NOW on we are going to borrow a feature from our good friends at the Too Many Fandoms blog and do FEATURED FRIDAY.
Today our inaugural artist is the twinkly-eyed, gregarious, glass-half-full, God of Celtic Soul, Van 'where's the craic' Morrison.
A surly oul bugger, seemingly caught in the murky shadows of some perennial Celtic Twilight, on his night he still possesses one of the greatest and unique voices in rock. One part Californian mystic and three parts East Belfast shipyard fitter, it's a voice which carries emotion wonderfully.
Listen to the Spotify playlist here
Please watch this non-embeddable but memorable duet of Crazy Love with Bob Dylan.
Below he talks surprisingly happily and very frankly about Astral Weeks (officially Q Magazine's greatest album of all time in 1990) and gives you the impression he knows where every single penny goes.
How can you fault straight forward honesty like:
Q:'Is there a band that you like or influences you today?'
A; 'No.'

He does however look and sound like yer dodgy dealing uncle who went to the States to find his fortune and comes back pretending to be a millionaire.

Wednesday, 14 October 2009

American: The Bill Hicks Story


IT IS perennially interesting that few overtly left wing comedians inspire the kind of vehemently devoted international following so long after their deaths as Bill Hicks.
Perhaps only Lenny Bruce and (perhaps only in the US and among comedy devotees ) George Carlin are spoken with in the same reverence.
AMERICAN: The Bill Hicks Story, a new movie by British film makers Matt Harlock and Paul Thomas premiers next week at the 53rd BFI London Film Festival.
It promises to be an innovative mix of animation and live stand-up clips which avoids the usual talking heads format used in previous Hicks' documentaries like Totally Bill Hicks.
As well as being chosen for the London Film Festival, it has also been picked for the Sheffield Documentary Festival.
For members of the GM massive who are hoping to attend - sorry it's all booked up, but for those of us in the muddy pool, FACT may come to our big screen aid before it inevitably heads to DVD. (No confirmation yet.
This quote from an Italian fan on the film's message board illustrates Hicks' enduring power:
A friend of mine told me to watch his shows, last November. From that moment, my perception of the world changed and lots of useless thought went right off my mind. Sadly, here in Italy he’s not that famous, but I’ve made my part and told my friends to watch him. I also made a tribute to this great man, on Youtube. He is a great inspiration to me and his words will never pass away. Grazie Bill.

A wee tearful moment may be appropriate and entirely understandable among the more emotional males.

David Simon and the gen behind The Wire

From a fine article in The Times, The Wire creator David Simon, reveals the intention behind the series in advance of his new book with show writer and former Baltimore Sun alumnus Rafael Alvarez.

'Character is an essential for all good drama, and plotting is just as fundamental. But ultimately, the storytelling that speaks to our current condition, that grapples with the basic realities and contradictions of our immediate world – these are stories that, in the end, have a small chance of presenting a social, and even political, argument. And to be honest, The Wire was not merely trying to tell a good story or two. We were very much trying to pick a fight.
[..]The Wire was not about Jimmy McNulty. Or Avon Barksdale. Or Marlo Stanfield, or Tommy Carcetti or Gus Haynes. It was not about crime. Or punishment. Or the drug war. Or politics. Or race. Or education, labor relations or journalism.
It was about The City.
It is how we in the West live at the millennium, an urbanized species compacted together, sharing a common love, awe, and fear of what we have rendered not only in Baltimore or St. Louis or Chicago, but in Manchester or Amsterdam or Mexico City or Cairo as well.
At best, our metropolises are the ultimate aspiration of community, the repository for every myth and hope of people clinging to the sides of the ever-more-fragile pyramid that is capitalism. At worst, our cities – or those places in our cities where most of us fear to tread – are vessels for the darkest contradicts and most brutal competitions that underlie the way we actually live together, or fail to live together.'

Man, but that last para is poetry.

Wednesday, 7 October 2009

The greatest song ever written

IF you measure the 'heft' of a pop song on how much you have hummed it, thought about it, turned it over in your head during the span of your life and how often it can induce a deep emotional response in you, then please watch this. It has dominated GM's life since we were a wee fella.
More to follow on why when GM has a bit more time, because the story of our love of this wonderful song is both time consuming and involving.
'This song is by a fella by Guy Clarke, it's a kind a country song' was how Freddie White introduced it when we heard it first in 1980. Changed us completely.

Steve Earle celebrates the life of Townes Van Zandt

TOWNES van Zandt is one of the great singer songwriters of late 20th Century America, a man who despite suffering from drug and alcohol addictions and manic depression still managed to write some of the finest songs in the US country rock canon.
Like a lot of tragic rock and roll stories, he died in 1997, aged 51, after years of battling his addictions.
He is best known for the song Pancho and Lefty which became a number one song on the US country charts after being recorded by Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard.It remains one of the most unique 'country' songs written.
Steve Earle, a man who has faced and beaten myriad pharmaceutical demons himself, has recently recorded a tribute album of Townes' songs.
Van Zandt took Earle under his wing when the latter, as a teenager, moved to Nashville and then Houston to study under his mentor's wing.
The new album, Townes, is an extraordinarily beautiful testament to a tortured man's great gift for telling stories to music.
This podcast comes from the peerless Sound Opinions show on Chicago Public Radio in the US. I hope you enjoy Steve Earle as much as we do at GM.

Tuesday, 6 October 2009

Wolfe Tones Rock Band: video game phenomenon


A NEW video game looks set to become a phenomenon in Ireland this Christmas.
Aiming to capitalise on the success of the recent Beatles game launch and the rise of dissident republicanism in North, Wolfe Tones Rock Band is sure to be flying off the shelves of Tyrone and South Armagh.
Based on the narrative of The Beatles Rock Band, you will play classic hits like Only Our Rivers Run Free and the Broad Black Brimmer as the Wolfe Tones make their famous journey from the small folk clubs of the south to the heights of playing to 2,000 rabid culchie drunks in a marquee in an unsurfaced GAA club car park somewhere in deepest Co Derry.
Derek Warfield, the Dublin-born former leader of the Men Behind the Wire-hitmakers says the game is uncannily realistic.
Warfield, now leader of the breakaway Continuity Wolfe Tones said: “The game captures the very essence of being in the Wolfe Tones, from singing historically inaccurate propaganda right down to the background sound of Nordie lads, off their heads on Buckfast and glue, chanting ‘Oo Ah, Up the Rah’ in all the wrong places.”
Special features await players on a number of platforms. On the Nintendo Wii, as reward for a successful completion of the game, your handset turns into a virtual brick which you can lob repeatedly at the security forces who turn up to police the emptying the GAA club marquee.
Although it is normal for such a hotly anticipated game to get a headline-grabbing star-studded launch, it is believed that the lorry carrying the first copies of Wolfe Tones Rock Band is going to be ceremonially hi-jacked in the Forkhill area next Wednesday.
*STOP PRESS: A spokesman for the band's fan club was unavailable for comment describing himself as standing in the middle of Agincourt Avenue in Belfast's Holy Lands (sic) area at 5am 'stocious drunk, singing Sean South, still out on the pure bender after Freshers' Week.'
He did say that he would be free for a 'lock o' pints' after Queens University GAA club's thirds training at the Dub, 'the morra.'

Friday, 18 September 2009

Spiral's bound to impress


FRENCH cop thriller Spiral is the best show currently airing on British TV bar none.
The second series, which started on BBC 4 on Sunday, aired in France nearly 18 months ago and sees it pick-up where it left off: in a multi-layered, multiple narrative examination which penetrates into the heart of crime and punishment in modern day Paris.
But, hey, that’s the PR firm’s pitch to BBC 4’s commissioning editors over and done with. Let’s see what it’s really about.
Rather like The W*re, Spiral’s great triumph is not merely at finding out whodunnit, but at the political reasons for why crime happened in the first place and at the attendant immense political compromises inherent in the justice system. It is also highly addictive.
Its original French title, Engrenages, means ‘cogs’, metaphorically illustrating both the wheels within wheels of the justice process and how it impinges on public lives as well as the spirals of life into violence or degradation.
In Series 1, two ridiculously talented and good looking actors: Caroline Proust (Police Captain Laure Berthaud) (above right and Grégory Fitoussi (Pierre Clément, Acting Chief Prosecutor, above centre) investigate the disappearance of a pair of Romanian sisters, both of whom may have been caught up in a prostitution ring involving high ranking government figures and successful businessmen.
One sister is found on a tip in the first episode and the links between her, the chief protagonists and the entire French political system sees it rattle along into a denouement which will challenge the anger management facilities of even the most chilled of buddists. Everyone will be enraged as compromise after compromise sees pogroms against the lowest in society be excused and forgotten in the pursuit of the killer.
Its message is simple: the authorities catch the killer and ignore the social climate in which they exist because that is much too difficult a case to crack. It also says that we are all corruptible.

Chief characters leading the charge towards the darker side of human nature is the brilliantly played detective Gilou played by Thierry Godard (above, left) a cop embedded in the vice and drugs scenes he polices. His character is not particularly new but, Godard has a blast playing it.
Audrey Fleurot (above, second right), the red headed and utterly compromised lawyer Joséphine Karlsson, is emblematic of the corruption in the legal profession. Lawyers are lower than a snake’s coyones in Spiral, and that’s all right by me.

The second series has started as dramatically as the first with a body burned in a car with a small boy videoing it on a mobile phone. It seems to promise a treatise into the reasons why human trafficking and drug dealing can exist and the political reasons why public servants choose to pursue some cases and not others to suit their careers.
At the end of the day, I'll leave it to the often wonderful Polly Vernon from the Guardian to summarise it in a more flippant and honest way,
'Spiral, I realise, is Hollyoaks for the middle-aged, middle-class Francophile who fancies themselves as a bit above the tawdry business of – er, fancying people on TV. All of which makes Spiral magnificent and exciting and better – or at least, Frencher - than The Wire.'

Thursday, 17 September 2009

Ian Rankin: Great fiction, superbly read

IT was a wee bit of a heartbreaking moment finishing the last Inspector Rebus novel, Exit Music. What was more heartbreaking was it was Ian Rankin's best of the 17 Rebus novels.
Dark (but not in a hackneyed way), full of blind alleys and red herrings, it really did toss in a curve ball at the end. It subverted the easy tie-up much beloved by crime writers since the genre achieved mass appeal more than a century ago.
Rebus should be the template for British detective fiction: hard bitten ex-army with a taste for the dark side and an overwhelming thirst for justice. That he has a brilliant record collection makes it even better. That the supporting cast of his partner DS Siobhan Clarke and arch nemesis, gangster Big Ger Caffrey, are also compelling, engaging real characters make it all the more worthwhile.
Anyway, it's all in the past now as Rankin has a new character in his latest tome, The Complaints.
Let's hear a wee dram of Rebus' last adventure dramatised by Little Brown's books podcast and spoken by James McPherson.

The best ticket in town


ONE of the events of the year is happening in Liverpool tomorrow night when writer Paul Du Noyer takes us on a tour through his favourite Liverpool pop songs for Club Geek Chic.
Former Q and Mojo editor Du Noyer has more than 30 years experience writing about pop and rock for the premium magazine brands in Britain and the US and his three best selling books are classics of the genre.
GM must plead conflicting interests at this point as we consider him a bit of a mate and work with him professionally. So we would say all this.
Du Noyer's work welds a kind of academic anthropological take on music with a populist approach which makes musical history easy to understand. In short, it's what all great journalism should be about.
His history of London's music In the City has been critically acclaimed while his history of Liverpool's music scenes Wondrous Place is among GM's top 10 books, ever.
Get along to tomorrow night, Friday, Sep 18 and see what all the fuss is about.

Pie all over sleb chef Martin's face


CELEBRITY chef and ballroom dance botherer James Martin has incurred the wrath of cycling enthusiasts this week after alleging to have driven some off the road in a car test in the Daily Mail.
Martin apologised a couple days later after an online and twitter campaign from the great and the good of the two wheel world where even the chef's wikipedia entry was hacked none to sympathetically. Leading the charge with a display of Alexander Pope-like wit was triple Olympic champion and Tour de France hero Bradley Wiggins whose Twitter feed was at times a tour de force in spleen venting, 'James Martin TV chef, The word cock springs to mind, stick to Ready Steady Twat mate,' was perhaps the most sophisticated offering.
However what lay at the heart of Martin's terrible piece was an obvious ambition to become the next Jeremy Clarkson. He described cyclists as Harriet Harman voting herbal tea drinking hippies dressed like Spiderman in a piece that was less Gonzo journalism and more Gonzo from the Muppets.
No, really, all these tired cliches stacked up and hubris lay thick on the floor.
So not only is he guilty of not knowing the British electoral system (do they all really live in Harriet Harman's constituency?) but also of mistaking all cyclists as trendy lefties and then advocating that the retired Smedlington-Smees from Mail land do the same.
He was guilty of a crassly simplistic journalistic contraction: of contrasting polarised elements of the story by tying together the supposed green, eco credentials of the Tesla electric car with running green, eco warrior cyclists off the road. It was in his mind populist subversive irony. Just, not done very well.
But his ultimate journalistic sin is in providing a tired and testy retread of the work of another pantomime dame motoring hack as boneheaded as himself. It also illustrates the growing narrowness of commentary in a national press where everything has begun to ape itself.
It's what happens when you give a civilian to do a journalist's work.
Anyway, what is a chef doing vacuous journalism for? You'd never get journalist writing vacuously about food... ah, ummmm.

Tuesday, 8 September 2009

David Simon: The Definitive Interview


CHARLIE Brooker interviews The Wire creator David Simon at this year's Edinburgh TV Festival. I wish this had taken place in my local pub, which is also called the Edinburgh. But it hasn't got a TV festival.
Watch David Simon in conversation with Charlie Brooker here



Extra bonus features: The three best Simon interviews around
David Simon on his Baltimore
A two parter with Bill Moyers on PBS
This is Simon's great state of nation address about the death of newspapers, but for the casual viewer (fuck the casual viewer), it'll take a while. This is the essential commentary on the 'death' of our press.

Dominic West: What the... I do?


Dominic 'Jimmy - The Wire - McNulty' West in conversation with Miles Jupp at the Edinburgh Festival for the last of The Guardian's Fringe podcasts.

Saturday, 5 September 2009

George Pelecanos: Fiction that sings


‘...as Pelecanos' beloved Springsteen (whose Adam Raised a Cain deliberately name-checks Steinbeck's classic) once put it: "Man, the dope's/that there's still hope." It's an idea, not always popular in these cynical, fatalistic times, and one that you certainly don't often see in crime fiction, but Pelecanos is unrepentant: the choices we make always matter, and damn it, there is hope for the future.’
Kevin Burton Smith


ACCOMPANYING the 2004 issue of George Pelecanos’ stand out novel, Hard Revolution, was a CD of classic soul music, the music of 1968 as Washington and a host of other predominantly black cities burned amid the riots which followed the murder of Dr Martin Luther King.
It may have been a straight forward attempt at joining the multi-media age of cross platform marketing which typified much of the early 2000s, but it highlights the centrality of music to Pelecanos’ 16 novels.
The link between social events, either grand or small, and music is one of the key characteristics of Pelecanos’ work.
Get this straight, Pelecanos uses music in the way that great crime writers do: to illustrate a key facet of the time or of a key character’s psyche. Some writers have been accused of shoe horning in hip music, and even the best do sometimes cloyingly throw in classics. It becomes easy to spot.
But, like Ian Rankin’s Inspector Rebus and his love of prog and dour 70s folk rock and Henning Mankell’s Kurt Wallander and his deep attachment to opera, Pelecanos’ characters are defined by the centrality of music to their lives. Music is in their background, just as Wallander a former classical hopeful, has the music in his DNA.
In Pelecanos, music touches everyone as it plays on Washingon DC FM stations frequently name checked in the car journeys and diners of the stories. Songs and artists literally bleed through into the prose setting the background to the plot devices making them seem more authentic. Just as it does in such an unobtrusive way in the unfolding narrative of The Wire.
In his Pelecanos’ first novel, A Firing Offence, Nick Stefanos a former punk kid who works as a marketing manager for an electrical outlet (like Pelecanos once did), takes his alcohol loving friends to a series of bars playing Camper Van Beethoven in the car while The Cure’s saxophone solo and The Pogues join up along the way on a bar crawl. There is a vividness in what this music evokes in its time and atmosphere.
Music also is central to many characters’ lives, it footnotes their existence and their remembrance of those years. Record store worker and coke head Dimitri Karras, caught up in the mid 80s drugs explosion of Washington in The Sweet Forever, hits the famous DC hard core club the 9:30:
‘...How Soon Is Now’ played through the sound system. This would be the single Karras would think of when he thought of 1986, the way 'Brass in Pocket’ would always mean 1980 and ‘Dancing with Myself’ would always trigger 1981 in his head.’
There is another wonderful episode of social history after this section, when Dimitri and the girl he has picked up, do a ton of coke and shag listening to The Dream Syndicate, Green on Red, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Pogues and The Replacements on vinyl. As the coke runs out Karras, depressed, manages to get a tiny amount for the last miniscule line, chopped squealingly with his razor,
‘The tap tap tap of the blade on the glass. His dealer called that the mating call of the Eighties.’
In Shoedog, perhaps Pelecanos’ least acclaimed novel released a decade after it was written, the central character Constantine, a drifter who gets dragged into a hellish situation, marks his joining of the army,
‘It was the month of October in 1975 and Constantine would always peg the date of his matriculation into bootcamp as the time he was a mild Springsteen fan (‘Kitty’s Back’ was his Katherine’s song) and Bruce was on the cover of both Time and Newsweek on the rack. Mal and Gary were Bachman Overdrive Freaks...’
In a throwaway paragraph at the start of a chapter in Right as Rain, perhaps the best book of his Derek Strange/ Terry Quinn series, Pelecanos’ choice of music signifies the genre he works in.
It’s not simply crime or thriller but an updating of the much maligned western genre, Strange checks his stocks listening to Elmer Bernstein’s soundtrack to The Magnificent Seven. It’s a tellingly minute and hugely important moment in the novelist’s career. In another Quinn Strange novel, Hell to Pay, the former character is reading James Carlos Blake’s hardboiled western book The Pistoleer, the clues are all there for anyone interested.
But we have to return to Hard Revolution to see the complex interplay between music, society and the personal motivations of key characters at its best.
Early on, Strange’s brother Dennis and his drug buddy Kenneth Willis cruise high on reefer and listening to classic soul. Dennis, tortured by his addictions and heading towards the radicalism of the Nation of Islam (through his reading of black awareness books like The Colonizer and the Colonized and The Wretched of the Earth), and Willis listen to Percy Sledge.
Dennis has no truck with this old soul, preferring the proto funk of Sly Stone and The Chambers Brothers, who represent a new kind of blackness.
‘Percy Sledge? To Dennis he was one of those old time, latern on the lawn Negroes, a prisoner to the record company. He dressed in tuxedos. He still wore pomade in his hair.’
For Dennis, the old time night clubishness of Sledge is tantamount to Uncle Tom-ism, he represents the black past, Sly is a radical new future. Music represents both the future and its tussle with the old. The interplay between character, class and social change and the relationship with the music of the time is hugely important in Hard Revolution.
In Pelecanos’ fiction music has the power to represent characters’ essences and evoke all eras of our time in way that few other authors ever achieve.

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

News organisations: own worst enemy shock


AN excellent piece from Robert Niles over at the Online Journalism Review about how newspapers may be their own worst enemies in the battle for survival.
Niles makes some persuasive points about the enormous amounts of corporate debt, employing people without sufficient knowledge or local experience and the assinine he said/ she said style reporting of politics are perhaps the most pertinent.
Though it pains us to say it.

GMs most pertinent blog of its short history?

WE'RE not saying Noel Gallagher, former chief songwriter for the erstwhile Champagne Supernova hitmakers Oasis, cocks an ear to what emerges from GM HQ, but surely it can be no coincidence he sidled out of the band a week or so after we posted this?

George Pelecanos: An appreciation


AS a key partner in the tight group of former journalists, cops, novelists and old stagers who created The Wire, George Pelecanos has jumped out of the narrow genre of hard boiled urban crime writers into the rarified atmosphere of highly successful TV executives.
Thanks to the success of The Wire, of which Pelecanos was the writer and producer, he is now being heralded as one of the kings of American neo noir literature.
But long before The Wire, his previous novels, all set in his native Washington DC, put him in the top bracket of the great social commentators of his generation. Only Richard Price, Dennis Lehane and James Lee Burke can be seen as his equals - the former two also wrote on the Wire.
One of his latest two books, The Turnaround, is a breathtaking example of wonderful democratic fiction, not literary fiction, but fiction which tells a great story but which unveils some of the truths behind race in modern America.
Listen to a short extract from The Turn Around

It has, like most Pelecanos stories, great central figures. In this case Alex Pappas - a Greek American man scarred in a race-related fight he had the misfortune to be involved in, in 1972 and Raymond Monroe, a black man who was involved in scarring Alex.
It revels in the mundanity of ordinary lives and the simple pleasures people take to get through life. There is a tremendous humanity and sense of community in the Turnaround, another characteristic of Pelecanos' work.
Starting in 1972 in the run-up to the incident and then jumping to the present day it showcases Pelecanos' great gift for vivid nostalgia and writing evocatively about the past. It also embraces modern America's race politics and its treatment of its armed forces' Middle East veterans.
More pertinently, The Turnround sees Pelecanos do what he does best - writing the modern urban Western where stoic men face up to their responsibilities, being forced into taking action to protect their families and making up for the sins of the past.
It's a brlliant novel from a writer who has only rarely put a foot wrong.
Hear him speak about his latest novel, The Way Home, currently one of President Obama's holiday reads, below.

Library of Congress interview on The Way Home


Great Pelecanos interviews/ features

Pelecanos on his five favourite books
Pelecanos in the Socialist Review
Amy Raphael from the Observer - with a truly appalling headline
From the Daily Telegraph in July
On Blog Talk Radio
The Times puts him at Number 31 of all time
Here for the full list
The music of Pelecanos, Pelecanos and Washington DC, Pelecanos and the writing life to come later this week

Saturday, 29 August 2009

Why John Bishop should win in Edinburgh


BISH is a monstrously talented comic, but really his greatest talent is to make everything he talks about seem funny, simply by his inflection.
Here's hoping. This from the Guardian's excellent Edinburgh Comedy fringe series on iTUnes presented by Miles Jupp.

Thursday, 27 August 2009

Bishop's sermon is the gospel of pure comedy

RUNCORN-raised comedian John Bishop has been nominated for the Edinburgh Fringe's premier prize - the Eddies, awarded for the best stand-up at the festival.
It's clear that good things really happen to good people.
The nomination of Bish, as he is affectionately known to all who know him, is a great achievement for a man who is, according to fellow Liverpool comedian Keith Carter, 'the closest thing to a stand-up in the purest possible sense.'
Bish, and perhaps the nomination of Russell Kane this year, represent a return to acknowledging pure stand-ups, people with a set of stories and gags to tell rather than 'concept' shows.
Bish of course has pulled together a 'concept' for Edinburgh, but what will shine through is an inate ability to not only see the humour in almost any situation, but to deliver it superbly. He has the best timing in the business.
Bishop has also one of the best comic brains working in Britain today and has an ability to improvise and fly off the top of his head which brings to mind Robin Williams and Paul Merton at their best.

His Radio City/ City Talk show may not be gag heavy, but is always inventive and thoughtful.
When he was starting out, I had the pleasure to see him maybe 20 times and rarely saw him do the same gag twice in any of his 25-40 minute sets. On several occasions he ripped the roof off the Rawhide Club in Liverpool simply bantering with the audience.
Already with a burgeoning following in Ireland thanks to many appearances on network TV, Bish has to be the next big thing in Britain.

On a recent appearance on Michael McIntyre's high profile BBC programme, he stole the show with a keenly observed and warmly delivered seven minute set.

And warmth is the key to Bish, there's no harshness. He is frequently, apparently, left confused by modern life and in particular parenting, but what always comes from watching him is a sore gut from laughter-induced hyperventilation and the great positivity that there's a laugh to be had from any situation.
Go 'ead lad, hope you win it because it has been a long time coming.

Wednesday, 26 August 2009

The Bugle:The Trumpet majors of political comedy


THERE isn't a better satire show available anywhere on TV, radio or print than the free weekly podcast The Bugle starring Daily Show star John Oliver and recent 5Live Ashes presenter Andy Zaltzman. GM should really add the word period at the end of the last sentence to emphasise just how good The Bugle is like most bloggers would. But we won't.
Every week Oliver and Zaltzman, old friends from the comedy British circuit, discuss the important events of the week globally via an ISDN line and routinely kick the lining out of everyone from Mahmoud Ahmadinejad and Silvio Burlusconi to American footballer Plaxico Burress and Vladimir Putin.
It is a riveting joy for comedy fans across the globe because it breaks out of the ghetto of localised back biting which typifies much of satire and makes pertinent the first rule of comedy: idiocy by anyone in a position of power and prominence is funny.
Oliver, known to most British comedy fans as one of those who made the first series of Mock the Week go with the lyrical and swing it no longer has, has learned much from his time on Comedy Central's The Daily Show and now swings with the subtle glove of satire rather than the heavy fist of hate displayed in much of British primetime satire.
Zaltzman is, however, the grunt, the pack soldier who appears to do much of the work with weekly bursts of brilliant nonsensical facts which add a great dollop of surrealism to the show.
It is a self professed audio newspaper for the visual age which comes like most broadsheets with lots of sections you throw away. Unlike real newspapers, it tells you why you should throw them away and these sections are often the funniest. Much post modernist fun to be had if you like that kind of thing - and we at GM do.
It achieves that most wonderful of compromises: of being utterly savaging yet also being somehow gentle.
It takes in football, cricket, the machinations of the US legislative system, Silvio Burlusconi's libido and all points in between.
Have a look at the clips below and then head to iTunes to download 87 editions currently available.
It's a joy and opens up another debate: when should you start paying for content as good as this?
It comes from the News International stable as a Times Online product, is offered for free and as we know Murdoch is putting pay walls up on all his print products soon.
The answer is that we should all be paying for content as good as this because there is nothing better available in the English speaking world. BBC has nothing even approaching how good The Bugle is and only Oliver's real job on the Daily Show and its stablemate The Colbert Report rival it.
If that seriously overrated one trick pony Ricky Gervais can still colonise the iTunes chart as the highest selling audiobookist then a travesty is being played out.
Download The Bugle and see how comedy realy should be done.
Have a listen below at the youtube highlights, more to folow this week.
The Bugle on the BNP


The Bugle on oil resources and Iraq

Sunday, 16 August 2009

Seamus Heaney and why poetry evokes the greatest memories


The full version of this podcast, which sees Heaney in conversation with his biographer Dennis O'Driscoll, can be downloaded from the website of the Lannan Foundation here

Saturday, 15 August 2009

The Hold Steady Live: Acoustic and at full throttle


WOULD you like to hear the best rock band on the planet playing acoustic for free? Then you are in the right place.
This is another great podcast featuring The Hold Steady, this time from Chicago Public Radio's briliant Sound Opinions programme and what an archive it has. Please look at its offerings here.
The highlights of the show below see lyricist Craig Finn discuss his literary influences, what it's like to sing Rosalita on stage with Springsteen, why Joe Strummer's musical knowledge was encyclopaedic as well as Finn, guitarist Tad Kubler and pianist Franz Nicolay playing two songs acoustic.
I shudder to say this, but: enjoy.

Lyrical Influences

Springsteen, Dylan and Joe Strummer

Magazines & Daddy Issues (acoustic)

One for the Cutters (acoustic)

And go here to see the band playing well tight and loud for Yahoo's The New Now portal.

Friday, 7 August 2009

Noel Gallagher: Rock's great interviewee


NO-ONE could ever accuse Oasis of reinventing the wheel, their brand of British cultural magpie-ism sees them often derided as cheap rip-off merchants by the serious rock media.
However, this often detracts from band leader Noel Gallagher's great intelligence and engagingly witty personality, which rarely get a chance to shine on the page of music magazines.
The dominance of Noel's brother Liam as voice of the band, live and on record, also masks Noel's own brilliance as a singer. Well brilliance would be overstating it, but his voice has improved with age and is now an emotive instrument and his acoustic sets and B sides have long been a favourite of GM.
Hopefully these clips will give you an insight into the world of Oasis. The first is an acoustic version of B side Good to be Free and the other two - why he is a funny and engaging interviewee.
Again thanks to the wonderful Interface podcast at spinner.com for this free download, the highlights of which can be listened to below.



Good to be Free


On the M Ward, Edgar Jones Jones and music


Solo album, acoustic sets and annoying Liam
NO band has captured the imagination of GM in recent years as much as The Hold Steady.
Lead singer Craig Finn is the best lyricist working in rock.
We have already argued that their third record Boys and Girls in America was the long player of 2007 and they could be shaping up to be the band of the decade for us.
They are brilliant because they reflect the joyousness of watching Springsteen and the E Street - they are the sight and sound of a tight, loud guitar/ bass/ piano/ drums band peopled by musicians smiling and obviously loving what they are doing. That is an all too rare an example of the great rock journalism cliché in these days of irony and cleverness, a joyous, easy thing to behold.
Take the shoes off, clear a space around you and pogo like an eejit.
Although this isn't from it, check out the brilliant aol music showcase spinner.com for a fantastic five song live set and interview with Craig and guitarist Tad Kubler and Franz Nicolay.
This is just a great music promo. Hey, enjoy.

Tuesday, 4 August 2009

The king always be the king: Reviewing Pelham, 1,2,3

AND this is why the Good Doctor has been described as preternaturally fluent by radio critic Giles Smith. The bar is set to so highly in the world of film criticism that we shouldn't really bother with having anyone else.

Interview with Bradley Wiggins


Chapeaux to David Levene at the Guardian for this picture

Please read this brilliant interview with Bradley Wiggins by Donald McRae

How to write a Clarkson car review: Money for old rope free seminar


BEGIN by whingeing about the Prime Minister. Mention one eye, socialism, his Scottishness and waves of Albanians stealing public school places. (300 words)
Next, target the chief constable of a regional police force and his speed cameras. Creeping Big Brother/ stealth tax blah blah. Reactionary nonsense will do here. (300 words)
Lament the passing of the age of speed because of the two above people (150 words).
Remind people you punched Piers Morgan. (50 words)
Gratuitous mention of Zep, Camel, The Who or whoever the cool boys were into at boarding school. (100 words)
Mention (delete if not applicable): Aston Martin/ Ferrari/ Zonda.(60 words)
Say something like: 'Phwoarr, driving this is like Kristin Scott Thomas in a porno with Liz Hurley and Jody Kidd with the biblically epic AC DC blasting in the background as Victorian London shoots the French/ Germans (delete if not applicable) in the greatest prison breakout film, in the world.' (Should take about 500 words, but please ignore the multitude of nonsensical mixed historic metaphors).
Copy/ paste into email to Sunday Times, hit send and check that the Polish bloke clearing the gutters in your Isle of Man tax haven home for £25 hasn't stolen your child's grammar school place.
Retire smug.

Monday, 3 August 2009

Splash course in the newspaper design process

IT is time to embrace the inner geek, dust off the old encyclopaedia of fonts and go hog wild with an Apple Mac.
This great post about the San Antonio Express-News illustrates one of THE great pleasures of the newspaper journalist - designing the front page. Even better if we can twitter pic it through the process. That's big and small media right there.
Now GM has been involved in many a redesign and none, not one, ever added circulation. It always struck us a craven exercise in journalistic masturbation.
All those discussions about what message a font sends out and all that talking of tweaking horizontal scale and squeezing leading leads to hilarious heated debates in editorial leadership meetings driven by powerpoints complete with slides racing off the side of the screen accompanied by the sound of a racing car.
You can almost hear Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie spilling whisky and shouting: "Godammit to hell, John, do you think the people of Walton want a 1pt key line around their three column pictures? Blast it, I'd bet all the Scotch in Aughtermuchty and the BNFL regional award I paid £40 for, that they do."
Having said that, there are few things better journalistically than designing a newspaper page, and nothing better than doing the splash.
Have look here at an experiment from San Antonio.

Media Talk USA: News cartels



A MONTH or so ago I mentioned this brilliant wee podcast from the Guardian about the future of newspapers.
A couple of brilliant suggestions are made here. If the ecology of the media landscape is changing then the ecology of the newspaper model has to change also.
The newspaper, even major American city papers, will have to make do with smaller circulations and will be forced to penetrate their communities in a much deeper, more meaningful and less precious way.
Perhaps the ECHO or the MEN will be sponsoring not just big arenas but city wide book clubs, resurrecting newspapers in education projects and beginning multiple focussed conversations with their readership.
With profits on their way up again in the states, maybe there will be investment on the table for the new news economy and ecology.
Nothing new from GM here but have a listen and see what you think. It'll stay up for a few days.

Talk magazine & the magazine world's Gatsby moment

Thanks to Word magazine for higlighting this on Twitter and the perfect analogy used in this post's headline.
Read about the moment which signified the shift from old to new media.

Slackivism

"The best Web campaigns may be those that don't pretend to ask anything high-minded of their participants. FreeRice, a Web site developed by the U.N. World Food Programme, offers a game that helps players learn English and shows them ads to raise money for sending rice to poor countries. This may not be glamorous, but at least it gets some work done."
Morozov on the superficiality of many web campaigns.

Information cocoons

THE internet and the blogosphere are still trumpeted as the way forward for the news industry, but there is still no satisfiable means of aggregating everything that you are following in the way in which a newspaper or broadcast outlet does.
Stylistically there are abrupt shifts in style and tone to adjust to and then there is the terrible dilemma of actually believing everything you are reading - from originators to trolls et al.
However, the greatest issue democratically is the problem of cocooning, of readers only reading something which they are ideologically in agreement with.
Look at the recent flurry of birthers in the States, idiotically calling for Obama's birth cert to see what we mean here.
The initially false premise circulates ad nauseum and is given credence by virtue of that continued circulation. It's picked up by eejits like Lou Dobbs and the circle remains unbroken - more cack flows.
This great discussion is worth a watch in this issue.