Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Everything but the non-girl part of Everything But The Girl

Tracey ThornTracey Thorn is currently working on a debut solo album, covering the Pet Shop Boys and having some space from Ben:

"After years of making records with Ben, it just seemed time to take a break, and do something fresh... I've got together with a few different producers/collaborators, and we've come up with a record that (I hope) is a true reflection of who I am right now and what I love right now."

She's listing these as her influences:

Nicos Chelsea Girls, the Au Pairs live, Pete Shelley, Scritti Politti, Im still waiting by Diana Ross, Young Marble Giants, Patti Smith, Postcard records, Sandy Denny, Pet Shop Boys, Ceremony by New Order, Sufjan Stevens, Bless the Weather and Solid Air, Joanna Newsom, Evelyn Champagne King, Gypsies Tramps and Thieves by Cher...

Which sounds fine to us.


Pink: I've been an arse

Pink has apologised and attempted to clarify her calls for Australia to be banned in some way as a response to the practice of mulesing, the chopping of bits of sheep butts.

Pink has now revealed she hadn't done enough research. After digging a little deeper, she's discovered that the process was already being phased out, and, more crucially, she's got a big tour planned for Australia this year:

"I probably could have been a lot more researched, on my own. That's the lesson I'm taking from this.

"My message was, in my mind, boycott animal cruelty - not an entire industry, not Australia, obviously, because it's my favourite country.

"Then going back, I was speaking without thinking and I actually did say ban Australia. It's not something that I can agree with.

"I have nothing against farmers. I grew up in rural Pennsylvania. I don't want to hurt anyone, I just want the animals to hurt less."


Interestingly, Pink is suggesting that she'd not been properly briefed by PETA before recording her message.


Kerrang in court to defend "Stinky" slur

Kerrang has wound up in court after publishing claims that a Bullet For My Valentine tour manager was wanking when he should have been working.

Mark Strickland - who wasn't named, but would have been identifiable through his job title - was hugely upset by the claims, and when Kerrang refused to apologise, took to the courts:

The article, Filth Pigs, warned readers to "prepare to be disgusted" by the "sickest interview ever" with metalcore band Bullet For My Valentine.

It included a comment from drummer Moose about the Bridgend four-piece's tour manager on its German dates in December 2005 - a position held at the time by Mr Stickland although he was not named directly.

Asked if he had ever been caught "wanking", Moose was quoted as saying: "Never, I'm too good at it, but we caught our tour manager pleasuring himself in Germany two weeks ago.

"He was in a dressing room and we just walked in and I knew what he was doing instantly, you can't mistake that sound for anything else.

"We called him Stinky for the rest of the tour."


William McCormack, appearing for Mr. Strickland, told the court the incident had never happened:

"It attributed to him conduct which he will say is wholly inconsistent with him properly discharging his professional responsibilities.

"What's being said is that when he should have been at work, he engaged in activity which was lewd, sexual and, effectively, he could not control his sexual impulses."

Mr Stickland, of Mansfield Road, Nottingham, was a "fairly ordinary guy who takes a quiet pride in doing his job well and enjoys the respect and esteem of friends and acquaintances".

But, since publication, the court heard people had laughed at him and called him Stinky, and he felt awkward about ringing contacts for further work.


EMAP, who publish the magazine, countered that he wasn't named, and that the target audience of Kerrang (rather dismissively described as a "14-year-old thrash metal fan from Barrow-in-Furness" wouldn't have been able to pick up on such an obscure reference. (We're sure this was just a slip by EMAP's counsel Caroline Addy, as EMAP's advertising website suggests the median age of Kerrang's readership is actually 19.) EMAP also insist that the story is true:

"Moose discovered the claimant doing exactly that in the production room during the tour of Germany in December 2005 in the city of Bremen," she said.

Moose's story was supported by the fact what happened became a joke for his fellow band members and some of the crew.


Ah... so, if a bunch of people start to pick on someone, then it's proof that the heart of their allegations are true? Blimey, that must mean the BNP are right, then?

The case is expected to continue for a few days; EMAP haven't yet indicated they intend to pull Moose in to testify.


There is such a thing as taking a joke too far

Currently poised at number two, and with a good chance of overhauling Princess Mary for Hello Magazine's Most Elegant Woman of the year:

Britney Spears.

"She realises the importance of keeping oneself neatly trimmed before the upskirts are taken", we suppose.


Wouldn't bet on it

Why on earth would anyone bet money on Jarvis Cocker invading the stage at the Brits this year?:

BETS are already being taken on whether nominee JARVIS COCKER will re-enact his famous 1996 Brits performance, which saw him crashing the stage.

[A gambling company] have offered odds of 33/1 on Cocker — who leapt on set during MICHAEL JACKSON’s Earth Song — mooning someone during a performance.


You might as well bet on Chumbawamba throwing water over John Prescott again, or Sam Fox presenting. It's not going to happen. Unless Jarvis decides to embrace the chance to make some easy money.

The odds on ROBBIE WILLIAMS smacking one of the GALLAGHER brothers are 8/1.

Not only is that not going to happen, but the odds are way too short - the chance of Robbie squaring up to someone is going to start at 100-1; of him actually hitting someone who would hit back is surely in lottery-odds territory?

[The betting company's] entertainment manager, Helen Jacob, said: “With so many party animals likely to be in attendance, there are bound to be fireworks and we’ll witness all the high jinks live on TV.”

High jinks? What are the odds on someone stealing a policeman's helmet, or throwing a bread roll at Jimmy Edwards?


North Country Blues

Just a few short weeks after Donald Trump announced he was going to do something involving golf, property deals and flying in by helicopter in Scotland comes a further blow to the nation's prestige: Bob Dylan and his brother have bought a bed and breakfast in Nethy Bridge.

At this stage, it doesn't seem they're planning on running it as a B&B, although we do like the idea of Bob getting up at seven to cook four plates of black pudding and eggs. It's more likely they'll roll it back to being a mansion. Possibly.


"I believe you're looking for a place..."

Yesterday, Victoria Beckham and her husband, the former footballer David Something, were given advice on how to behave in LA by Toby Young - it was of the sort of quality of suggesting Posh gets bigger tits. We're sure they've clipped it out.

Toby Young. Taking advice about fitting in in the US is like marriage guidance from Britney Spears.

Today, in what we suspect isn't actually in any way true, there are reports that Michael Jackson is hoping to offload Neverland onto the pair.

It's not impossible - the realtor could well have been despairing ("where will we ever find someone with the horrific lack of taste to take this place off our hands?") when the news comes through that Victoria's on her way - but we can't help noticing that the Sun's report includes a handy get-out as to explain why the couple won't be living there:

But sources close to her say that while she may be interested in viewing Neverland, she will tell Jacko “no deal” because of its impractical location.

Plus, the ghostly sounds of sobbing children might be a dealbreaker.

Isn't someone who goes to view a house they have no intention of buying a timewasting lookey-lou?


Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Together at last: Girls Aloud & the Sugababes

It's like Superman meets Spiderman, or the time Roger The Dodger joined forces with Winker Watson: Girls Aloud and the Sugababes are uniting for this year's Comic Relief single, a cover of Walk This Way.

It's reminiscent of the time Bananarama hooked up with LaLaNeeNeeNooNoo, of course, which was the last time a popular three-piece (albeit without their classic line-up) joined forces with a band of people off the telly to make a fairly weak cover version.

Hit40UK informs us that [t]he last Comic Relief single was "Is This The Way To Amarillo" by Tony Christie and Peter Kay which went to #1, which is correct in every respect except it actually being McFly's All About You/You've Got A Friend double a-side which was the comic relief single; Peter Kay did a lot of good work for the charity but wasn't the actual 2005 record.


Brits shortlist in full, horrific length

As "predicted" by Victoria Newton this morning, then, here's the Brits shortlist:

British male solo artist: James Morrison, Jarvis Cocker, Lemar, Paolo Nutini, Thom Yorke

Lemar? It's almost embarrassing, isn't it, that they still have to fall back on Lemar as the Brits committee seem unable to come up with any other non-white male artist, year-in, year-out. In an ideal world, this would be a straight battle between Jarvo and Thommo, with Jarvis a winner on the basis that we should be crowding round him, welcoming his return. But surely they won't give it to the almost interchangeable Nutini/Morrison, will they?

British female solo artist: Amy Winehouse, Corinne Bailey Rae, Jamelia, Lily Allen, Nerina Pallot

Nothing too inspiring here - it's like a Radio 2 daytime playlist. Jamelia's stuff last year was pretty weak, but we hadn't realised how weak: she can't even quite make up the numbers any more. We suspect Lily Allen will win this - she's bound to win a couple of awards, just because she's the supposedly modern, sassy face of how the UK music industry likes to think it is.

British album: Amy Winehouse - Back to Black, Arctic Monkeys - Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not, Lily Allen - Alright Still, Muse - Black Holes & Revelations, Snow Patrol - Eyes Open.

Predictable enough (oh, they all are, aren't they?). Artistically, Muse are a yard and a half ahead of the rest of the pack, but Snow Patrol have international appeal and the Arctic Monkeys can probably hope to pick up a share of votes from people who aren't close enough down with kids to assume that the Monkeys are.

British group: Arctic Monkeys, Kasabian, Muse, Razorlight, Snow Patrol.

In order then: not as good as everyone tells them they are; not as good as they think they are; not as good as they could be; not as good as Johnny Borrell thinks they would be if he got rid of the rest of them; not as good as their royalties suggests they are. This is the sort of list of nominees which lead people to trill about how strong British music is, but really it shows just how, as a nation, we're easily pleased. It should have been Girls Aloud.

British breakthrough act: Corinne Bailey Rae, The Fratellis, James Morrison, The Kooks, Lily Allen. (Winner chosen by BBC Radio 1 listeners)

The Arctic Monkeys clearly broke through during the last 12 months, but they'd already won this. In terms of commercial appeal, the Kooks should win, but you need to factor in the Radio One audience, with their mobile phones and the constant voting and the Jo Whiley live lounge. It'll go to Lily Allen, unless the Fratellis call in the idiots who rigged the Today Christmas poll to make it seem like we all love killing foxes.

International breakthrough act: Gnarls Barkley, Orson, The Raconteurs, Ray Lamontagne, Wolfmother. (Winner chosen by MTV viewers)

Ray the mountain? Unquestionably international, but broken through? He could be running a find the lady con in Oxford Street and they'd still not be able to pick him out on CCTV. Likewise Wolfmother, who, god bless them, have yet to create a buzz to match their carbon footprint as they tour the planet. The Raconteurs should be disqualified simply because it's just that bloke out the White Stripes, and as such hardly starting from a standing start like the competition. Orson will probably beat Gnarls Barkley, because the MTV audience prefers Pimp My Ride to music television.

British live act: George Michael, Guillemots, Kasabian, Muse, Robbie Williams. (Winner chosen by BBC Radio 2 listeners)

Nice to see the Guillemots getting a plug there, although it'd take getting the Mark Radcliffe show audience vote out in large numbers to challenge the heftier hitters they're up against. We suspect that, without anywhere else to turn their attention, the Robbie Woolworths fans will have their day with this one.

British single: Corinne Bailey Rae - Put Your Records On, The Feeling - Fill My Little World, James Morrison - You Give Me Something, The Kooks - She Moves In Her Own Way, Leona Lewis - A Moment Like This, Lily Allen - Smile, Razorlight - America, Sandi Thom - I Wish I Was a Punk Rocker, Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars, Take That - Patience, Will Young - All Time Love. (Five nominees from this shortlist will be chosen by listeners to two commercial radio chart shows. A live public vote will decide the winner on the night)

In the event of a tie, then the singer with the longest hair shall win. The only piece of soothing balm about this convoluted system of putting the singles up for the approval of the combined might of ILR and ITV listeners and viewers is that there's nothing decent in there. Imagine if you'd made a brilliant single last year and found you were going to have to undergo not one, but two battles against Sandi Thom, winners decided by Lucio's natural constituency, you'd just give up, wouldn't you?

International male solo artist: Beck, Bob Dylan, Damien Rice, Jack Johnson, Justin Timberlake

Now, we're not the sort of people who think that Dylan is god. We don't even like him that much. But what sort of skewed logic has got him competing in this pool? It's like, oooh, a much younger David Beckham playing soccer in the US it's such a mismatch. Has anyone in the UK ever bought a Jack Johnson record? Beck's spark went out so long ago he needs a torch to be able to find his own shoes, and it's about time we started to face up to the fact that SexyBack was the work of someone who nods everytime they paste one of their own reviews into the scrapbook.

But we imagine Timberlake will be given the prize. We're not ready to be honest yet.

International female solo artist: Beyoncé, Cat Power, Christina Aguilera, Nelly Furtado, Pink

Cat Power? Oh, we'd love to see it - it's made us almost forgive the Brits for everything (even Chris Evans two years in a row) that Chan somehow found her way onto the nominations. In our mind, we're picturing her, Pink and Beyonce doing a Supremes cover... but then we keep fading to someone saying "... it's Nelly Furtado..."

International group: The Flaming Lips, Gnarls Barkley, The Killers, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Scissor Sisters

This prize is, apparently, only given once every ten years, which is why so many bands who haven't done anything in the last 12 months especially notable are getting nominations for their past work. We suppose. Gnarls Barkley, we'd suggest, if we were a betting man, should just about beat the rest.

International album: Bob Dylan - Modern Times, Justin Timberlake - FutureSex/LoveSounds, The Killers - Sam's Town, Scissor Sisters - Ta-Dah, Gnarls Barkley - St Elsewhere

Critical darling turns in an album just this side of 'will this do', critical darling turns in an album just the other side of 'will this do', critical darlings turn in an album that just won't do, critical darlings turn in an album which is frankly taking the piss. Gnarls Barkley have the sweetest two words in the English language to thank for their best chance as far as quality goes; but the actual winner will be down to whoever the Brits academy thinks will make them look best and most with-it for voting for.

There you are, then. We wouldn't put any money on our suggestions for who will come out on top - there's so much horsetrading and back-scratching behind the scenes that there's still room for a lot of random outcomes. We think we might Sky+ and fast forward through the whole thing, though, for fear of what we might do the TV when these shortlists become winners.


Jo O'Meara digging deeper

The discomfort at Celebrity Big Brother's racism and bullying has continued to grow: there's now been nearly 5000 complaints to Ofcom, and - following Jo Sclub's suggestion last night that "Indians are thin because they're always ill as they undercook their food" - Keith Vaz has brought up the issue in Parliament.

Interestingly, Shilpa's manager tells the BBC it's unacceptable:

Shilpa's UK manager, Jaz Barton, told BBC Radio Five Live: "She didn't come into the house to have that sort of harassment.

"She came in there with the full intention to actually embrace the public at large and to be proud of her culture and her heritage and who she is, and now she's faced with all this sort of harassment."


Earlier, though, her publicist has taken a more laid-back approach for the MediaGuardian Organ Grinder blog:

Interestingly, Shlipa's publicist, Dale Bhagwagar, took a relaxed view of complaints of racism. "Shilpa is God's child. Jack is God's child. All human beings are ultimately connected by a single abounding energy. So, how does it matter who belongs to what race, religion, country, colour or creed?"

But, in case you're wondering, it's okay to call a woman a cunt:

Channel 4 has also confirmed that Jack Tweed called fellow housemate Shilpa Shetty a "cunt", not a "Paki".

The broadcaster was responding after bloggers and the Indian media picked up on comments made by Tweed about the Bollywood star.

On the Celebrity Big Brother highlights show in which the incident featured, what Tweed said was bleeped out, fuelling the controversy about alleged racism on the programme.

But a Channel 4 spokeswoman has confirmed that the word in question was "cunt", not "Paki".

It is understood that if Tweed had used a racist term of abuse, it would probably not have been censored for editorial reasons, in order to highlight an aspect of his character.


So, erm, that's alright, then.


Flicking the V2s: White Stripes, Moby dropped

Tough times ahead for the American branch of the V2 label, which is restructuring itself into a back catalogue label after being sold to Sheridan Square Entertainment back in 2005.

Most of the staff - including the president - have been told to leave, while bands signed to the imprint have been told that while V2 will retain rights to their old work, they're no longer contracted to the label. That means The White Stripes, The Raconteurs, Nouvelle Vauge and Moby are now, in effect, dropped in the US.

The fate of the European wing of the company isn't clear at the moment, but it would seem odd for a label to be pushing new music in the UK while hawking back catalogue overseas.


Brits leaks

More Victoria Newton, and her full Brits nominations leaks - let's hope the organisers don't get annoyed and ban her and her paper from the event, eh? (Although the sponsorship deal would probably have saved them.)

She reckons Lily Allen is going to be up for four (Best British Female, Best British Album, Best British Single and British Breakthrough Act) but:

I just hope she doesn’t “do a CRAIG DAVID” — and come away with nothing despite having the most entries, like Craig in 2001.

This sometimes happens because a star’s total votes get split into too many categories.


What do you mean, Victoria? Surely it happens because an act is just about good enough to be nominated but really isn't that good - a split vote would happen if, say, LDN and Smile both got nominated in the Best Single category, so Lily Allen supporters would have had to choose between the two; it's not like Lily Allen can only receive a fixed number of votes across the categories.

The night sound like it's going to be something of a stuggle to get through:

CORINNE BAILEY RAE, MUSE, SNOW PATROL and JAMES MORRISON [...] will all be in line for three awards.

I hear ARCTIC MONKEYS, RAZORLIGHT, THE KOOKS, KASABIAN and AMY WINEHOUSE are up for two.


The biggest bright spot is Jarvis Cocker is apparently in line for Best British Male, Which is right and proper. Not that Newton thinks so:

As much as I find it puzzling to learn that Jarvis Cocker has a nomination for Best Male when he hasn’t really done much, I’m quite pleased.

Puzzling? Did you miss Cunts Are Still Running The World and the solo album, Ms Newton?

Victoria takes the opportunity to "reveal" Robbie's slim pickings for the second time in an edition:

It was wrongly reported in a rival newspaper that King Of The Brits Robbie — who has a record 15 gongs — is to be snubbed. But he will be nominated for British Live Act — alongside GEORGE MICHAEL, among others.

Erm... but when the Mirror reported the snub, it did say that Williams was going to get a token nomination in one of the lame categories. So... how exactly is that "wrongly reported" when they said exactly the same thing as you, only with a different spin?

Victoria then tries some music criticism:

And I reckon NELLY FURTADO deserves to win the International Female award for her brilliant album Loose.

It is cutting-edge, classy, and doesn’t just churn out more of the same old stuff — like BEYONCE or PINK have done. If there was a Best International Single category then it should be a fight between Nelly’s No1, Maneater, and Timberlake’s SexyBack.


Let's leave aside the picking of frontrunners in categories that don't exist, and just ponder what Newton is saying here: Furtado has junked her style in favour of a mass-market chasing R&B - sure, she does it well, but seeing what sells and then making some of that is hardly a brave move. Unlike, say, when Pink refused to follow her record company's dictates and produce a album of mass-market chasing R&B for her second album.

Still, the official list is out later today. Even though the thrill of the big reveal - and the disappointment of the detail - has been blown by one of the people supposedly supporting the event.


Lohan deserves support

Talking of Victoria Newton, we're amused at her attempts to justify printing a photo og Lindsay Lohan in a see-through top: apparently it's to try and persuade Lohan to wear a bra, and not merely to persuade the hairier-handed of her readers to spend longer in the toilet cubicle this morning.

Elsewhere in the Sun, the opportunity to simultaneously campaign against wafer-thin celebrities - presumably to keep you busy as you try to copy them?


Robbie Williams is not Madonna

Victoria Newton has been given an exclusive first look at the video for Robbie William's new single, and although she's confused by it:

The video for the track, co-written with the PET SHOP BOYS, has me baffled. It doesn’t feature MADONNA or any Madonna lookalikes.

... she's happy to fawn all over it:

In the video Robbie cuts a strange figure in a black bobbed wig, tons of spooky eyeshadow and smeared red lipstick. The last time he smothered himself in this much slap was so he could Entertain Us – and he will certainly get a few laughs with this.

Eh?

But, yes, Williams has fallen back on the comedy basic of dressing up like a TV who's never actually seen a woman in his life. Hilarious.

But wait, Victoria has more news:

I can reveal the success of his gigs means he WILL receive a nomination for Best Live Act Brit.

Of course you can, Victoria - you'd have read that in the Mirror at the weekend, like everyone else. It's amusing to see her try and make what is a terrible Brits performance sound like some kind of ringing triumph. We wonder if she knows she doesn't have to try so hard for exclusive contacts any more.


Monday, January 15, 2007

Kelly Osbourne confuses "opportunity" with "problem"

Why did Kelly Osbourne's second album Sleeping In The Nothing follow the first one, Shut Up, into that great machine which recycles CDs into wellington boots?

Kelly thinks its because she's Ozzy's daughter:

"It's harder for me because people always think, 'Oh, she's Ozzy Osbourne's daughter - everything just gets handed to her.' To get the respect of one person I've got to work twice as hard. "I'm really proud of my second album, I still think it's great. People didn't give it a chance. If it was released by someone else I think people would have loved it."

Actually, Kelly, you don't have to be twice as good as anyone else - to gain respect, you just have to be any good. It might be that being Ozzy's daughter has thrown light onto you that otherwise wouldn't have been there, but that's been to your advantage. Do you seriously believe that a young woman from a baker's family would have got the chance to make the hugely-promoted first album in the current climate, much less be given the green light for a second go?

And if being Ozzy's daughter is such a severe handicap, how come you made a record with him? A record which, if we recall, is one of only two you've appeared on that has sold in large quantities. The other - Papa Don't Preach - would also appear to have been trading heavily on your status as "daughter of the more famous..."


After reality TV, for Matt Willis, cold hard reality

Who knew that going on I'm A Celebrity wouldn't revitalise your career? After all, it worked for Tony Blackburn. Oh, no it didn't, did it; he's back at Radio London. But Kerry Katona did alright for herself, following the victory to... oh, running a cab firm in Warrington. Carol Thatcher? Um. Joe Pasquale, we concede, did get a chance to run yet another revival of The Price Is Right into the ground, so his career upswing was the closest without going overboard.

Now, Matt Willis is belatedly realising that eating ants and having rats put into your shorts doesn't exactly help flogging records as his single comes to a grinding halt at 66:

"I may have won the show, but nobody cares about my music… all they want to know about is what it’s like to eat kangaroo anus!"

We're not sure if that was a challenge on the programme, or something the rest of Busted used to do to try and keep Charlie in the band. Of course, had Matt not taken part in the show, still nobody would care about his music, so it's not like he's gone backwards.


SS Club 7

Trouble for Jo O'Meara and a couple of her celeb Big Brother housemates: Ofcom is investigating complaints that Jo, Danielle Lloyd and Jade Goody have been carrying out a campaign of racially motivated bullying against Shilpa Shetty.

It's unclear if Ofcom are also dealing with Jackiey Goody, who, faced with an Asian, started behaving like a real-world Marjorie Dawes, affecting not to be able to cope with the name Shilpa and describing her as "The Indian" instead. But they probably should be.

Jo has been heard doing "amusing" impersonations of Shilpa's accent, which means she'll be in prime position should ITV think about reviving Curry and Chips.

Jermaine Jackson has been trying to offer counselling, although even then he can't stop dropping his brother - Michael Jackson, the singer from the Jacksons - into the conversation:

Jermaine, meanwhile, was less accepting of the misunderstandings, saying that Jade simply wasn't "on her level...it's like I'm going to a meeting and it's way over my head". However, he did have a helpful piece of advice for the housemates: "Look in the song 'Man In The Mirror' - that will tell you everything. They can't judge anybody else until they make that change."

If things carry on this way, he'll be reminding us that he ain't gonna spend his life being a colour.

Curiously, Jo has appeared in an educational video talking about being a victim of bullying. Doubtless she's now trying to illustrate the endless cycle.


Pete Doherty told he'll never wear Nev's Pie-Jamas

It's true: Pete Doherty has been barred from kids TV because he's not a "good role model". Although neither was Zammo, and they even did a record about him and everything.

It was the editor of Newsround, Tim Levell, who revealed the ban:

"On Newsround we have an informal agreement we don't cover Pete Doherty at all - in fact, there is one across the whole of BBC Children's TV.

"And if his management asked if he could be a guest on a Saturday morning show, we would say no because we don't think he is a good role model for children."

Mr Levell admitted Doherty was newsworthy, saying: "I can see how many news channels want to cover him because he is a sort of flawed genius.

"Personally I think he has a little too much coverage - particularly because he hasn't had any hit singles. I couldn't sing a single Doherty song."


Most nights, Tim, even Pete has trouble singing his songs. But we do wonder if Levell's artistic judgement is questionable: after all, suggesting that Doherty hasn't had any hit singles could be a hint that he's not that well up on current chart acts. Or perhaps doesn't count three top ten singles.

The Babyshambles team aren't bothered by this cold-shouldering from the delights of Smile and Blue Peter:

Andy Boyd, Doherty's manager, said: "Kids who want to buy Peter's records will not not buy them because the BBC are not supporting him. I would like their support, but it's not critical to his future career.

"Things are getting better and better and we are are about to sign the largest record deal of the year."


Weren't they on the verge of signing something similar last year? And since when did Pete Doherty turn into Sigue Sigue Sputnik with such fascination about the size of deals?

Still, he is right that kids won't pop Fuck Forever back down on the shelf because they've heard that he's not allowed to appear on Jackanory. But for a singer who seems to be relying more and more on his notoriety than his talent to scratch a living, having his sideshow kept off Newsround might close off access to a potential market.


Hello, Mrs. McKenzie

As a perhaps mistimed part of the run-up to the Billy McKenzie anniversary memorial gig, The Sunday Mail has run an interview with Billy's short-lived wife.

Like that episode of The Simpsons, it turns out McKenzie had a Vegas wife, Chloe:

"At 17, Billy was a real sweetheart. He was gorgeous.

"We began dating and got married shortly after that. Billy proposed in Las Vegas. I had no idea he was going to ask me to marry him.

"So we just got married right there and then."


Chloe is dismissive of suggestions he saw her as some sort of visa-requirement workaround, pointing out they were married for four years. They eventually divorced when she needed to prove she was alone in order to claim child support for the issue of a previous relationship, but they were actually only together for three months:

"Billy said he was going home to Scotland. It was a little bit strange when my new husband disappeared but I didn't worry about it because I thought he'd come home again. Billy just left. He didn't keep in touch by letter or telephone."

Chloe decided not to follow her husband to bring him home.

"I had children from a previous marriage and couldn't leave them on their own," she said. "I also couldn't afford to leave home, jump on a plane to Scotland and start looking for him. I didn't know how to contact Billy. I tried to reach him through Veronica but I guess he was too busy. He never would talk to me.

"I never spoke to him again. It was a strange situation."


Chloe Dummar, as she is today, says that Billy was the one:

"If Billy was alive today I'd tell him that I still loved him. I can't explain why I feel like that after more than 30 years - you can't tell your heart what to do.

"I never stopped loving him. I didn't fall in love again and never remarried.

"It was pretty devastating when the man I loved vanished off the face of the earth.

"It took a long time to get over Billy. To be honest, I don't know if I ever did. He was special."


It's a sad story, no less the sad for ending up in a tabloid paper.


Grab a Grammy - every night

On the basis that if you have a (half-)good idea, you should stretch it until it breaks, the Grammy people are trying to turn themselves from a once-a-year awards outfit (twice, if you include the Latin Grammys) into a brand-extended year-round "celebration" of corporate rock.

To help make this dream become beige-tinted reality, they've signed a deal with the Hard Rock Cafe chain. Hard Rock has been in business making music a little more corporate, a little less special for donkeys years, which makes them a pefect fit for the Grammys, which celebrates sales and corporate line-toeing under the guise of rewarding musical excellence. There doesn't seem to be much in the way of concrete plans, although they talk of a series of adverts through the years when people like Chris Martin talk about what winning a Grammy meant to them - although that seems to be about promoting the Grammy brand rather than promoting musical excellence to us.


The bells, the bells...

Howling Bells have lined up a huge UK and Ireland tour:

Saturday 24 February – BRIGHTON – Concorde
Sunday 25 February – LONDON – KOKO (NME Awards show)
Tuesday 27 February – PORTSMOUTH – Wedgewood Rooms
Wednesday 28 February – BRISTOL – Fleece
Thursday 1 March – NORWICH – Waterfront
Friday 2 March – STOKE – Sugarmill
Sunday 4 March – NOTTINGHAM – Rescue Rooms
Monday 5 March – READING – Fez Club
Tuesday 6 March – BIRMINGHAM – Academy
Wednesday 7 March – LEEDS – Cockpit
Thursday 8 March - MANCHESTER – Academy
Saturday 10 March – NEWCASTLE – Academy
Sunday 11 March – GLASGOW – Classic Grand
Monday 12 March – ABERDEEN – Kef
Tuesday 13 March – INVERNESS – Raigmore
Wednesday 14 March – EDINBURGH – Cabaret Voltaire
Friday 16 March – BELFAST – Limelight
Saturday 17 March – LIMERICK – Dolans
Sunday 18 March – GALWAY – Roisin Dubh
Monday 19 March – CORK – Cyprus Avenue
Tuesday 20 March – DUBLIN – Whelans
Thursday 22 March – CARDIFF – The Point

This will all tie-in (as if by coincidence) with the release of the Low Happening single, which will be emboldened by a series of remixes. Including one by iForward Russia!, which we can't wait to hear.


Cloth Button Past

Techdirt has got a fascinating piece about the 17th Century French button industry. No, really.

Karl T told us about it, and we're telling you about it, because it has an interesting parallel with the modern music industry.

It seems that in 17th Century France, tailors suddenly realised that if they made buttons from cloth, they could do without proper, buttony buttons altogether.

Buttonmakers weren't happy - we don't know if they produced a street theatre featuring the equivalent of Britney Spears (sans culottes, of course) to warn that not using bone buttons was the same as stealing a box of buttons from a shop, but they certainly did some lobbying of the government:

Shortly after the matter of cloth weaving has been disposed of, the button makers guild raises a cry of outrage; the tailors are beginning to make buttons out of cloth, an unheard-of thing. The government, indignant that an innovation should threaten a settled industry, imposes a fine on the cloth-button makers. But the wardens of the button guild are not yet satisfied. They demand the right to search people's homes and wardrobes and fine and even arrest them on the streets if they are seen wearing these subversive goods."

Victimising its own customers, calling for them to be arrested or fined for choosing not to buy their products? We can't be sure if the cloth-makers ever got as far as bringing legal cases against people on the basis that if they have clothes, they're probably using cloth buttons and will settle to keep out of court, but... well, you don't really need us to push the parallels any more, do you?


Be back for My 'Valentine

My Bloody Valentine will make another album.

That's not just the chant made by the Shields faithful cult, who live round the back of Waitrose celebrating the work of MBV, sometimes by walking away from each other, and sometimes, more painfully, by driving cars all over each other.

Kevin Shields says so, too - but don't hold your breath:

"I do feel that I will make another great record," he explained. "We are 100 per cent going to make another My Bloody Valentine record unless we die or something."

"A lot of people say the reason My Bloody Valentine didn't make another record is because we couldn't. That's mostly true, but not because we couldn't make another record, but because I never could be bothered to make another record unless I was excited by it. And just by fate or whatever, that never happened.

"I'd feel really bad if I didn't make another record. Like, 'Shit, people only got the first two chapters, but the last bit is the best bit'."

"How long will that take to transpire into an actual physical record? I don't know."


Judging by the sixteen year gap since the last album (the shimmeringly beautiful Loveless) it took to get this far we wouldn't expect anything this side of the London Olympics.


Doh rises again

Sebadoh - who ceased to exist sometime in the last century as they imploded under the weight of being too indie to be real - are getting back together, says Eric Gaffney:

"It was my idea as much as anybody's to tour again because if I was going to be putting out reissues and doing all of the business aspects, it just didn't make sense to me for those guys go out on tour without me. And especially when the reissues are my records. I actually started the band, so that was sort of the push and incentive behind making it work."

Right now, it's all live dates and reissues, but then that's what The Pixies comeback was meant to be.

Lou Barlow is also involved in the Dinosaur Jr reunion; it's rumoured he's in talks with himself about getting back together for some of his solo stuff. The chances of that seem slimmer, though: Lou hasn't been seen in public talking to himself for quite some time.

It'll be the Valentines next, at this rate.


Ain't nothing going on but the rent

Heather Mills McCartney has won some ground in what is now officially "an increasingly bitter divorce battle": Macca is going to pay two grand a week for her flat. But he's refused to pay for security teams for her, which apparently has hacked her off:

The move comes after friends of 39-year-old Heather told how she has cut all ties with the former Beatle over his alleged refusal to reinstate her security after she got deaths threats from gangsters.

Said you've been threatened by gangsters, now it's you that's threatening me, as a wise man once said.

She told friends on her ski trip to Slovenia this week: "I never want to see him again. I can't even bring myself to speak to him."

One said: "She is absolutely furious and for her, it's the final straw.

"She said she never, ever wants anything to do with him again."


That might prove tricky, though: Paul will want access to their daughter, and Heather will want access to his bank account. We're sur£ som£thing will b£ arrang£d...


Is this your car, sir?

It's fascinating that Pete Doherty is in trouble with the police so often now, a report on him being questioned (and released without charge) in connection with a suspected stolen car is more interested in his post-release victuals than the arrest itself...


Save the Kylie

Kylie's off-staging (she's now cancelled two further gigs) has, apparently, caused The Sun to break out in hives, as they call for her cool it.

In a piece by their, erm, deputy TV editor (hey, at a time like this, everyone needs to be onboard) Emma Cox, they indulge in the sort of conclusion-jumping that, really, the internet does so much better:

KYLIE Minogue fuelled fears that she is pushing herself too hard — after walking off stage because she was so ill.

Friends, family and fans were last night worried she had come back too soon after her battle with breast cancer.

Kylie — who got the all-clear just months ago — looked grim-faced as she was whisked back to her hotel with mum Carol on Saturday.


Well... yes, she'd just done a badly botched concert and felt rotten. Would you expect her to be grinning?

The paper have rustled a "source" of some sort up from somewhere to mouth the word "cancer" over and over again:

It’s awoken some of our worst fears again. There are definite concerns she has taken on too much and can’t cope with this pace.

“Everyone gets flu from time to time. But during the initial months after beating cancer, it’s vital to keep well.

“When Kylie first announced she wanted to tour and record again, there was concern among her friends and family that it was too much, too soon.

“She even postponed some medical work that had been planned for last summer in order to concentrate on her Homecoming tour.

“Some of her close friends tried to talk her into spending some time relaxing and resting.

“But she took on project after project — and too many dates. She didn’t want to let down her fans.” Kylie has axed gigs tonight and tomorrow in Manchester — where sister Dannii joined her on stage.


We're not entirely sure how Dannii could have joined her on stage at gigs that didn't happen, but let's let that one pass.

All this fretting over the poor state of Kylie's health might come as a surprise to Sun readers, who were told last April how well she was:

HERE is Kylie Minogue as her fans have been desperate to see her — a picture of health with a huge smile all over her face.

The brave singer looks relaxed and cheerful as she grins in poses for a very special photographer — her lover Olivier Martinez.

The pictures show just how well she is recovering from breast cancer — complete with a thick head of hair trimmed into a new elfin-like style.


And back in June, Victoria Newton and Dannii Minogue were enthusing over how healthy Kylie was:

DANNII MINOGUE has spoken of her relief that big sister Kylie is clear from cancer and revealed: “At last the nightmare is over.”

The Aussie singer told how Kylie is “glowing” now that she is “healthy” and asked for fans everywhere to “rejoice” at her happy news.


Now, it turns out, the paper has been worried all along that Kylie is doing too much. Presumably it didn't say anything because of its famed reticence, then.


Sunday, January 14, 2007

Koopa can bang ya

Congratulations, then, to Koopa, who seem to be getting called the first unsigned band to land a UK top 40 hit, although of course, they're not: even leaving aside the technical questions about self-released records and bands who work on agreements that aren't record contracts, surely Sway's Little Derek made the Top 40 while he was unsigned?

Anyway, Koopa have slunk in with Blag, Steal & Borrow at number 31, and thus count as the first unsigned act to have entered the top 40 without a record contract or a single, or something. It's a slightly less pleasing title for what's passing for history these days, but since it seems to be an achievement being celebrated as a suggestion of a shape of the future rather than for significant in its own right, it'll do. The first unsigned number one is still waiting, though...


Kylie: The no-show girl tour

So, in the cold light of morning, what happened in Manchester last night becomes a little clearer: Kylie had flu, and - from the various reports - was barely able to stand up, much less perform a whole gig. Everyone has sympathy for her being unwell, but there are a number of people understandably annoyed that the gig went ahead with a star who, clearly, should have been at home with a LemSip and a Harold Robbins.

There's a post from someone who was at the Manchester Arena in the comments on our Kylie post last night which sums up what seems to be the prevailing mood: Kylie and the audience were put through a charade so the promoters didn't end up having to cough up refunds.

So far, the promoters don't seem to have released a statement.


This week just gone

The week on No Rock and Roll Fun.

The ten most-read individual news stories:

1. Is K T Tunstall gay?
2. Did Donny Tourette put Leo off his table tennis game by shagging his wife?
3. Heather Mills McCartney naked - apparently - for a calendar that doesn't exist
4. Poundtretcher Busted McFly remove their clothes
5. Reviews, best-ofs and top charts of the year
6. Lily Allen removing clothes
7. Heather Mills: nude, not rude
8. EMI drop Levy as sales tank
9. The Sun screws up Whitney auction report
10. Victoria Newton reports Sharon Osbourne shit-sending story as news... a month after it last appeared in her paper

Also this week, Glastonbury announced security plans for 2007 - you have to pre-register your face before you find out if you can get a ticket - oh, and prices are up 20%; Kylie quit her Manchester gig less than halfway in; and Tony Wilson lost a kidney.

You can read the whole week on one page
or skim the previous week in one post

And, in a quiet week for new stuff, we looked back twenty years to some of the cream of 1987. Yes, twenty bloody years:


Spacemen 3's Perfect Prescription - clearly, Jason Spaceman needed something stronger



And suddenly, with a "come on pilgrim", there were Pixies everywhere



If only Flav wasn't part of it, we'd be looking to Public Enemy for a response to the current celeb culture



These days, of course, Suicidal Tendencies are just what the army is looking for



Sadly, this did prove to be Natalie Merchant's highest point



Husker Du almost crack a smile a couple of times



Between removing the baggy jumpers for Playboy and the in-Mall appearances, Tiffany's flawed, of-its-time debut



Great album, but Strangeways did have a feel that The Smiths were ending just ahead of their natural end



Lydia Lunch and Foetus Jim Thirwell get together with the sort of results your mother warned you about



It was a Greatest Hits album. But Tony would never let New Order be quite so obvious.



The Go-Betweens' Tallulah is often portrayed as "the duff one" - but how can you argue with Right Here?