Comments on: Toadcast #17 – The Cellarcast http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/ Independent music from Edinburgh, Scotland - with added gin and swearing. Fri, 10 Feb 2012 09:40:47 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Drunk Country http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2050 Drunk Country Thu, 29 Nov 2007 21:06:44 +0000 http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/29/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2050 Ha! I meant MY 19-22yo (circa 1990-1994ish) & not necessarily what was about at that time, but what i was listening to, then (Waits, Beefheart, anything on Shimmy Disc, Butthole Surfers, Sonic Youth, Coil, etc.). Fairly elitist fare, really, as my then lady once described it in a marvelous segue during a stand up row about working for the Civil Service (I was in the Welsh Office Export Dept. for 3 years, for shame). Ha! I meant MY 19-22yo (circa 1990-1994ish) & not necessarily what was about at that time, but what i was listening to, then (Waits, Beefheart, anything on Shimmy Disc, Butthole Surfers, Sonic Youth, Coil, etc.). Fairly elitist fare, really, as my then lady once described it in a marvelous segue during a stand up row about working for the Civil Service (I was in the Welsh Office Export Dept. for 3 years, for shame).

]]> By: Matthew http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2051 Matthew Thu, 29 Nov 2007 20:39:42 +0000 http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/29/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2051 I am musically older than 22. I don't like Kate Nash, that Penate fellow or Scouting For Girls. I am musically older than 22. I don’t like Kate Nash, that Penate fellow or Scouting For Girls.

]]> By: Drunk Country http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2052 Drunk Country Thu, 29 Nov 2007 20:13:08 +0000 http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/29/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2052 Quite something, isn't it? When the alcohol is ramped up to 4 bottles of (mixed colour) wine in 2 hours & you're in the company of a lovely bagpus of a fellah, with an accent made out of cotton wool & Nerys Hughes, I automatically soak it up & regurgitate it entirely unconciously. I have a fucking annoying, uncontrollable 'talent' for picking up accents within minutes of being emersed in a sea of them. Almost got me lynched in Texas when a bunch of local oldsmobile/workwear denim owners took exception to the sudden appearance of a twang & enquired via the fat end of a pool cue if I was mocking their Southern ways... but, yes, the dormant accent does rear itself when suitably hammered. Age = 36. Music Age = 19-22 Quite something, isn’t it? When the alcohol is ramped up to 4 bottles of (mixed colour) wine in 2 hours & you’re in the company of a lovely bagpus of a fellah, with an accent made out of cotton wool & Nerys Hughes, I automatically soak it up & regurgitate it entirely unconciously. I have a fucking annoying, uncontrollable ‘talent’ for picking up accents within minutes of being emersed in a sea of them. Almost got me lynched in Texas when a bunch of local oldsmobile/workwear denim owners took exception to the sudden appearance of a twang & enquired via the fat end of a pool cue if I was mocking their Southern ways… but, yes, the dormant accent does rear itself when suitably hammered.

Age = 36. Music Age = 19-22

]]> By: Matthew http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2054 Matthew Thu, 29 Nov 2007 19:59:21 +0000 http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/29/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2054 Incidentally, it really made me laugh how Welsh you got when you did your show with t'other half. Incidentally, it really made me laugh how Welsh you got when you did your show with t’other half.

]]> By: Matthew http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2053 Matthew Thu, 29 Nov 2007 19:54:16 +0000 http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/29/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2053 You haven't answered the age question ;-) You haven’t answered the age question ;-)

]]> By: Drunk Country http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2055 Drunk Country Thu, 29 Nov 2007 19:45:49 +0000 http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/29/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2055 Indeed. The Cranberries were <i>worldwide</i> stadium-sized famous, but disappeared up the tantrum-happy arse of Dolores' stadium-sized ego; whereas Catatonia were moderately tabloid-friendly famous in the UK & parts of Europe, untouchable (yet "down to earth" - <i>The South Wales Echo</i>) Royalty in Wales, but clarity & decent tunesmithery disappeared in a concrete-thick fog of Cerys' alcohol & Class A frenzied lifestyle, which led to the total (working & social) relationship breakdown between her & the lead guitarist (& main songwriter) - moral: <i>never fuck the help</i> - that led to her making decisions like duetting with Tom Jones. & now she's a divorcee slutting it up on <i> I'm Available For Christmas Panto, But Watch As I Fanny Fart In This River</i>, all botoxed up & pining after an ex-Soap Star adulterer. I'm not sure who wins that one. Indeed. The Cranberries were worldwide stadium-sized famous, but disappeared up the tantrum-happy arse of Dolores’ stadium-sized ego; whereas Catatonia were moderately tabloid-friendly famous in the UK & parts of Europe, untouchable (yet “down to earth” – The South Wales Echo) Royalty in Wales, but clarity & decent tunesmithery disappeared in a concrete-thick fog of Cerys’ alcohol & Class A frenzied lifestyle, which led to the total (working & social) relationship breakdown between her & the lead guitarist (& main songwriter) – moral: never fuck the help – that led to her making decisions like duetting with Tom Jones. & now she’s a divorcee slutting it up on I’m Available For Christmas Panto, But Watch As I Fanny Fart In This River, all botoxed up & pining after an ex-Soap Star adulterer.

I’m not sure who wins that one.

]]> By: Drunk Country http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2056 Drunk Country Thu, 29 Nov 2007 19:17:42 +0000 http://songbytoad.com/2007/11/29/toadcast-17-the-cellarcast/#comment-2056 Loving Blur w. Francoise Hardy - To the End <i>check</i> Dylan <i>check</i> The Band (<i>The Last Waltz</i>, anyone?) <i>check</i> Buying CD Singles for B-sides <i>check</i> Portable 2 Tape, CD Player (un-PC "w*gbox" is how they described them in the <i>ironically racist</i> student enclaves of Cardiff, ahem) <i>check</i> Tom Waits vs. Nick Cave equal adoration vs. frequency played <i>check</i> 'tis getting scary, this dual life. I was working in <i>Forbidden Planet</i> in the early '90s when this journalist came in the store & asked me if I could advise her how she might get hold of <i>The Boo Radleys</i> for a feature. I told her that I had no fucking clue as to how to get hold of them along with the fact I hadn't paid much attention to them so didn't really know much about their music let alone their comings & goings. "oh," she said "you looked like you might." and promptly left the store. Never figured that one out. Drunk "Count" ry Loving Blur w. Francoise Hardy – To the End check
Dylan check
The Band (The Last Waltz, anyone?) check
Buying CD Singles for B-sides check
Portable 2 Tape, CD Player (un-PC “w*gbox” is how they described them in the ironically racist student enclaves of Cardiff, ahem) check
Tom Waits vs. Nick Cave equal adoration vs. frequency played check

’tis getting scary, this dual life.

I was working in Forbidden Planet in the early ’90s when this journalist came in the store & asked me if I could advise her how she might get hold of The Boo Radleys for a feature. I told her that I had no fucking clue as to how to get hold of them along with the fact I hadn’t paid much attention to them so didn’t really know much about their music let alone their comings & goings. “oh,” she said “you looked like you might.” and promptly left the store. Never figured that one out.

Drunk “Count” ry

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