Future Islands

Sometimes new music is like a splinter, you know you shouldn’t play with it, but in a grotesque fashion you do, transfixed by the mortality. The same could be said for Future Islands – that strange performance doing the rounds, not wanting to say ‘me too’ about a band that’s been around for over a decade. But as I tweeted today along the lines of ‘I have all the Wild Beasts albums but why didn’t anyone tell me about Future Islands?’. Something interestingly dark there, that voice, soaring operatic in a Wild Beasts or Associates fashion, sometimes 80′s soul croon a la Destroyer or even a little bit Blow Monkeys, but then the death metal growl which for me oddly brings up Viv Stanshall in later Bonzos or solo records, an almost spoken older gruff exposition. Not so much on this song, but on the albums, there are quite a few of those spoken-sung quieter ones.

And yes, THAT performance, which combines all of those via a man who broke into the studio a few seconds before broadcast and is about to be sectioned – certainly gives a different aspect, as this could all too well drop into 80′s King or Associates pastiche. It’s hypnotic.

Well, given my love for stuff that transcends genre or even propriety, of course I love Future Islands…the only thing unsettling about them now is the coffee-table middlebrow love for them, but given I am very late for this particular party, I can’t claim hipster mores. Certainly sonically and lyrically they could be more out there, but there is something quite eerie and dark about them I like, they have something, even if it’s quite undefinable, and as Lamacq on 6Music pointed out it will divide a lot of people. But there’s not been many performances recently that just stop you in your tracks and go ‘WTF WAS THAT?’, and this is one.

RC 184: Quiet Storm

A bumper show of 3 months worth of delayed music. Twas the storm’s fault, you see. A quiet storm…one you could hardly hear, but yet so loud.

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease. (121Mb, 180 mins)

  • The Big Pink – Velvet
  • Therapy? – Opal Mantra (Studio version)
  • Culturcide – Pass For Normal
  • The KleptonesThis Song Smells (from Uptime/Downtime)
  • Fuck Buttons – Olympians
  • Klutae – We Are Sinners (We Will All Burn In Hell)
  • Reso – If Ya Can’t Beat Em – Original Mix
  • The Horrors – Sea Within A Sea
  • Broken Dongles – Only Idiots Assume
  • Klutae – I’m A Fat Faggot In A Leather Jacket
  • Anti-Nowhere League – Degeneration
  • The Drums – I Felt Stupid
  • Sub Focus – Timewarp
  • Nu:Tone – Balaclava In My System
  • Semi-Not – Disco Communist (from MusicforManiacs blog)
  • Ivor Cutler – Out with the Light
  • Hot Chip – Brothers
  • Gil Scott-Heron – Black History/ The World
  • Mikey Dread – Saturday Night Style mixed with bits from:
    Mikey Dread – Mikey Dread In Action
    Mikey Dread – Technical Selection
    Mikey Dread – JBC Days
  • J-Live – Satisfied?
  • Gil Scott-Heron – Home Is Where The Hatred Is
  • King Britt featuring Ursula Rucker – Human Beings want to be Happy
  • Viv Stanshall – The Question
  • Big Hard Excellent Fish – The Imperfect List (Version 2)
  • HEALTH – Die Slow
  • Girls – Hellhole Ratrace
  • Linda Thompson – The Way I Love You
  • Richard Hawley – As The Dawn Breaks
  • The Low Anthem – Cage The Songbird
  • Kiki & Herb – Has Anyone Ever Written Anything For You
  • Sage Francis – Waterline
  • Wild Beasts – Cheerio Chaps Cheerio Goodbye
  • Viv Stanshall – In The Final Analysis
  • Richard Hawley – Don’t Get Hung Up in Your Soul

Oh! How it hurts In the wardrobe of my soul in the section labelled “shirts”

I’ve been on a Viv Stanshall kick (again) recently because a kind listener (reader? what is the collection noun for podcast and blog listeners? poggers? pistener? err..anyway thank you Julian it made it through the snow!) sent me some Viv rarities as a result of the ‘Viv and Neil’ podcast I did last year inc the excellent 2002 radio documentary ‘Canyons of His Mind‘ which of course is referring to the above track, recorded for ‘Colour Me Pop’ in 1968. Apparently they did the whole show, which I really want to see.

Also read a great piece about Viv by his second wife, Ki Longfellow about how they met…I mean I fell in love with him reading it, so in person the effect must’ve been greater :-D. She as mentioned in the text SHOULD write a book about him. If she or anyone relating to her is reading this, please give her a prod, because reading that I would buy a copy, and I have a feeling a lot of people would feel the same way…and also because of his mysterious/insane/wonderful/maddening/glorious lifestyle there are a lot of wrong rumours out there – one of which is that he set himself alight with cigarettes when he died (no, coroner said it was electrical wiring, apparently). Would be great to have a book that comes closer to the real Viv (well dunno if that’s possible actually, but closer than the people writing ones who never met him!) and fills in that gap post Bonzos in the mid-late 70s.

Also did they ever record Stinkfoot? I’ve always wanted to have a copy, either on DVD or audio – and missed hearing about the short revival on Thekla last July…bah!

Oh a few of you might not know who Viv Stanshall was, you poor petals. So here’s a good intro, a show produced by the BBC and introduced by John Peel with Viv on himself and his history in his own words and music (the original piece in 1991 was called ‘Crank’, it seems to have gained the name ‘Diamond Geezer’ somewhere?).

It explains how Viv was just Viv ‘Well I don’t do it, I’m merely being myself, as near as dammit without frightening the housing estates…and her question was absurd rather than fatuous, as if I’d decided one day to wake up and decide I’m going to be a giant squid for the weekend or that’s it I’m going to be a wardrobe for the rest of my…err..word. Well strap me to a tree and call me Brenda! I’m whatever you like just don’t expect me to join in….You see I’m not different for the sake of being different, only for the desperate sake of being myself” Great words, indeed :-D

…although I have no idea why an obit from 1995 has the roman numeral date of 1993 (I suspect it’s been edited together from Crank?) – EDIT: it is from 1993, someone added the ‘Diamond Geezer’ in 1995, seems like many layers of ‘Late’ show, I’ve got a headache.

Bonus: One Man’s Week, a 1975 film about Viv seems to have escaped from the BBC’s Gormenghast Colditz Vaults by means of 1975 quality video…such a shame Viv wasn’t let loose more often on the public with a camera, that would’ve been a great TV programme. Also in part 3 you can see him working on ‘Men Opening Umbrellas Ahead’ which was heavily African influenced and years before it’s time.

British hip hop?

Good show old chap! I have a feeling Chas n’ Dave and Viv Stanshall (RIP) would love this, wherever they all are :-D

Especially going out to the Bristol massif, Lumpy, Juxtaposeur and Angus…this one’s for you :-)


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