Why not let MusicRiot sort out your last-minute Christmas presents for the musichead in your life?  We asked some of our contributors to recommend a few stocking fillers from the world of music for you.  Our only conditions were that it was music-related and reasonably affordable.  Here’s what they came up with (in no particular order apart from the old cantankerous curmudgeon who always insists on having the last word).  If you’ve got any better ideas then let us know; there’s still plenty of time.

Lou Anderson

2011 was Queen’s 40th anniversary and they did not let it go unnoticed! With remastered versions of all their studio albums, each including a bonus EP of outtakes, live material and alternate recordings, any Queen fan, casual or die-hard is sure to be more than satisfied. As well as this, they’ve released “40 Years of Queen” a book detailing their entire career and more, full of stunning photos. The legendary Wembley Stadium concert has also received a 25th anniversary reissue in double CD and DVD format. If there’s not enough there please then you’re just plain greedy.

With the passing of Clarence Clemons this June, Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band have remained surprisingly resilient and optimistic with a world tour and studio album planned for next year. While no new material exists right now, an EP of Christmas songs recorded by Clarence in 1981 has surfaced and stands as a perfect gift for any Springsteen fan this year. From last year remains a box set of Bruce’s first eight albums in very pretty miniature record sleeves for a startingly generous price: you’re getting nine discs for around £15!

Lady Gaga:

Gaga is especially known for having such a strong connection with her fans and so has not left them longing for anything this Christmas (except for any announcements about her next tour). The Born This Way album became more of an event than a record upon release and since then every track has received countless remixes, enough to constitue a whole album. On top of this, a film of her Monster Ball Tour at Madison Square Gardens has been given a DVD release and so has a book filled with 450 magnificent photos of the woman herself in collaboration with photographer Terry Richardson. Featuring a surprisingly personal account of the last year or so of Gaga’s career it’s something any Little Monster would die for.

John Preston

Nicola Roberts ‘Cinderella’s Eyes’.
Cheryl Cole may be in it for the L’Oreal ads, r’n’b guest spots and Stateside fame (good luck with that one Cheryl) but ex Girls Aloud Nicola Roberts’ startlingly fresh, odd, sad, euphoric debut (try the Metronomy produced ‘Fish Out of Water’ and tell me you’re not instantly captivated) is about the music and has a British pop sensibility that goes way back. Open your heart.

Bjork ‘Biophilia’.
Forget about the apps, the specially commissioned instruments, the orange afro wig and the David Attenborough narrated live performances and just listen to the music. This is a wondrous album, an album that can move and disturb and, on at least 4 songs, sing along to. ‘Mutual Core’ is an unruly rave anthem ‘Hollow’ terrifies and ‘Cosmogony’ is so completely gorgeous it’ll hurt your chest. Bjork’s influence on contemporary music over the last 20 years has been profound and Biophilia is her most accessible and cohesive album in over a decade.

St Vincent ‘Strange Mercy’.
Annie Clark’s third album is her most satisfying so far. Guitars take the place of strings and the Disneyesque sound stages which over ran St Vincent’s previous long player with tremendous success. Cheerleader and Northern Lights buzz and snarl so tightly you can only imagine that this is what Courtney Love always wanted to sound like but never quite managed to. The vocal performance on the closing track ‘Year of The Tiger’ has seduced me like no other this year.

Cocknbullkid ‘Adulthood’
Anita Blay’s sound has changed considerably since her early electronic East London hipster demos (marvellous by the way) but her knack for writing the perfect 3 and  a half minute pop song  has not. Put it on and wonder why Cocknbullkid and her perfectly realised debut isn’t number one.

Cat’s Eye’s ‘Cat’s Eye’s’
David Lynch released his debut album this year and this is what is should have sounded like. 60’s girl group melancholia, woozy and narcotic with asteroids falling in slow motion from the sky. An amazing record that takes you into another world that you won’t ever want to leave. Beware.

Allan McKay

40 Year Anniversary set – Alligator Records
Alligator Records is a blues label which reached 40 years in the business this year and released a double CD compilation as a celebration.  This is a great present for anyone who thinks that all blues tunes are the same; they’ll never say that again after listening to this because the variety is incredible.  The selection ranges from acoustic country blues through boogie-woogie and soulful blues (Mavis Staples, no less) to the flash and trash of Lonnie Mack and Stevie Ray Vaughan and, unusually, features many female blues artists including the wonderfully-named Saffire – The Uppity Blues Women.  If you’re into blues already, it’s still a great buy because you might know the songs and the artists but not necessarily in the combination that they appear here.  You can find it on the Alligator Records website http://www.alligator.com/albums/Alligator-Records-40th-Anniversary-Collection/ .

The Life Equation – Akira the Don
This was a 5 star review when it was released and it’s still 5 stars now.  This is a great album and anyone who’s into music should hear it and pass it on to everyone they know as an example of genuinely creative music and lyrics which acknowledges all of its reference points from the 60s onwards.  If you ignore all the other recommendations, you should listen to this.  There are at least 2 kitchen sinks thrown in here but it’s an absolutely glorious noise and I don’t understand why he’s not huge.  Check out the website http://www.akirathedon.com .  And I have to admit it was Plus One who recommended this in the first place.

Ska’d for Life – Horace Panter
Published in 2007, this is an inside view of the rise and fall of The Specials written by Horace Panter (aka Sir Horace Gentleman), the former Specials bass player.  This is a genuine “fly on the wall” view of The Specials but it stands out from other insider books because Horace Panter is a genuinely nice bloke.  There are plenty of opportunities to dish the dirt on the other band members, but none are taken as Horace gives everyone the benefit of the doubt, however bad their behaviour; it’s not difficult to see why his band name was Sir Horace Gentleman.  It’s refreshing to read a music biography which isn’t trying to sensationalise events or cover up the indiscretions of the subjects and that’s why this is such a great read.

Reelin’ in the Years – Mark Radcliffe
Damn, that’s another book idea that I’ve been beaten to.  If you used to listen to Mark and Lard on Radio 1 or listen now to Radcliffe and Maconie on 6 Music, then you’ll probably like this.  It’s written in the Mark Radcliffe radio presentation style and the theme is a single representing each year between 1958 and 2010.  The twist is that they aren’t the songs you would expect and you get a lot of wordplay and music trivia built around them.  It’s a bit of light-hearted entertainment although it does feel a bit hurried towards the end.  You might want to check out anything written by Stuart Maconie as well.


Post-Everything – Luke Haines
I’m totally sick of reading these biographies and autobiographies (usually ghost-written) which try to convince you that the subject is a cross between Mother Theresa and Paul McCartney when you already know that  they spent 10 years buying up the entire output of Colombia (and I don’t mean coffee) and used their road crew as mules at Customs.  This is a proper music memoir by someone who’s been there and wants to tell us all about it while settling old scores for good measure.  It’s funny, it’s vicious and it’s authentic; what more do you want.  If it’s for someone you really like, you could even buy them his first book “Bad Vibes: Britpop and My Part in Its Downfall”.

The Nightfly – Donald Fagen
None of your X Factor nonsense here.  This is an album (that’s a load of songs put together in some sort of order that makes sense when you listen to it); it came out in the 1982 and it was nominated for 7 Grammys .  This is how we used to do it when we made proper music with real instruments and people wrote songs themselves instead of relying on someone who churns them out to order so they sound like everything else in the charts.  It’s even a concept album; it’s about the experiences of an American teenager in the period from the mid-50s to the mid-60s.  Don’t do any of that download nonsense with this; buy the CD and get all the artwork and information that goes with it. If you don’t like this, you don’t like music.  And remember; Jessie J has probably never heard of Donald Fagen.

What is it about X Factor that makes millions of people watch it on a Saturday night when they could be out actually having a life instead?  I mean you could even go out and watch proper musicians who write their own songs and can play them live without the help of dozens of session hacks.  Within a 5 mile radius of the X Factor studios in Wembley there are dozens of venues where great bands are playing to tiny audiences while a bunch of minimal-talent C-list wannabes are performing to a live audience of hundreds and a TV audience of millions.

So, what’s the point of X Factor?  Is it to give someone the chance to become pop star?  How many previous winners are in the charts at the moment and how many can you remember? Can you remember the first winner in 2004? It could be about trying to get a guaranteed Christmas No. 1, but they haven’t always managed that; if anything, the show has made bands and the public get online and creative about beating the X Factor acts to the Christmas No. 1 slot.

What it’s really all about is viewing figures on Saturday evening and you get those by giving the public what they want; bread and circuses.  In this case it’s bland processed bread full of unhealthy additives and a circus featuring a bunch of inept clowns (and that’s before we even get to the contestants).  It’s the same as any other reality TV show and it takes its lead from Big Brother; the longer it goes on, the more outrageous the participants and the content have to be.  It was bad enough with Jedward (they’re twins called John and Edward, see) but this year we’ve had judges falling out and contestants involved in sex and drugs scandals.  Look out for Phil Spector and Gary Glitter as judges next year; it should be fun when they fall out.  It might be interesting to see Phil Spector’s motivation techniques at work during the boot camp section.

Be honest with yourself, you watch it because it’s car crash TV.  You want to hear deluded egotists who couldn’t carry a tune if it came shrink-wrapped telling snide judges that they don’t have a clue and that they can become stars without X Factor.  I’d love to see a follow-up study on those wannabes.  And once you’ve got those out of the way and you’re left with the ones who have some knowledge of the concept of melody (and way too much knowledge of vibrato – thank you very much Mariah and Whitney) being given totally inappropriate material to work with by their “expert” mentors.  What we’re being sold here is nothing to do with music; it’s a soap opera with characters that change year by year.  Even Leona Lewis and Alexandra Burke are pretty difficult to spot these days and they were really successful during their 15 minutes in the spotlight.

Do yourself a favour, go out and watch a band this Saturday; you might even like it.  And, on the off chance that you care, the winner of the first X Factor was Steve Brookstein.  How many of you will remember Little Mix in 2018?

Merry Christmas.

It’s a foggy night in London town (Whetstone actually) and I’m sitting backstage at the All Saints Arts Centre, which is a rebranded church hall where The Who (in their High Numbers era) played in 1964.  I’m chatting to the ever-approachable Billy Walton under the eagle eye of Plus One, who’s trying to make sure that I don’t morph into Lynn Barber mid-interview; as if.  This is roughly how  the conversation went.

Billy Walton & Richie Taz (Photo by Allan McKay)

AM         I’ve been following the tour on Facebook this time and it seems like it’s been a bit of a blast.

BW         It’s been great; the turnouts have been wonderful and the shows have been going fantastic and it’s nothing but happiness all round.

AM         The UK’s interesting because it’s always been a good territory for bands like yours hasn’t it?

BW         Yeah, guitar rock’s still alive and rock ‘n’ roll’s still breathing.

AM         It’s been nearly 2 years since we last met up, what’s been happening in that time?

BW         Actually, with my band we’ve been playing gigs and we’ve just recorded a new album called “Crank It Up!” and we’re very excited about it and we’re doing this tour pushing that.  Myself, I’ve been playing with Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes. I didn’t do the UK tour this time because I was doing my tour and finishing the album and I fly back next Thursday and play with The Jukes again up in Rhode Island, so it’s been a very busy summer, it’s been wonderful.

AM         You mentioned the album, I’ll come back to that in just a minute but I’ve noticed that you’ve become really popular with the Jukes fans as well.

BW         It’s been great, Jukes fans are music lovers and the Jukes are a unique band where nothing’s polished and you never know what’s going to happen and that’s what’s great and the fans dig into that because it’s happening in real time; even we don’t know what’s going to happen next.

AM         As a guitar player in The Jukes, there are some big shoes to fill there when you look at who’s been there in the past.

BW         Yeah Little Steven (van Zandt) and Bobby Bandiera who’s a great, great player but we’re the next evolution of The Jukes, so it’s a cool thing and to hear Southside sing every night is a pleasure.

AM         And Southside seems to be pushing outwards again with The Poor Fools.

BW         He’s always on the go, which we all are.  We all want to do different projects, do different things and evolve musically still, no matter what.

AM         So, tell me about the new album then.

BW         The new album; I’m very proud of it.  It’s a little bit more laid back than “Neon City”; the songwriting is a step up.  I’ve been doing some writing with this guy Randy Friel from Scullville Studios; he’s a good friend of mine, a great piano player and we’ve been hitting it off and writing, we just come with ideas and magic happens.

AM         With the kind of touring schedule that you’ve got with The Jukes and the Billy Walton Band, how do you actually manage to fit in the writing and the recording?

BW         I’m still trying to figure that out.  We did it and after we got the project done, you realise you can’t believe you made the time to do that.  It’s just constantly working and then we’re going to be on to the next album and on to the next Jukes show and the next Billy Walton Band tour, constantly moving, constantly evolving and trying just to get out there and play guitar.

AM         So, have you got a home studio that you use where you put ideas together?

BW         No, I don’t personally because I like being a guitar player and a songwriter instead of an engineer; I know a little bit about it and I have done it in the past to put ideas down but when you’re in a creative mode, you want to capture the creative mode instead of trying to get this take.  You want to stay in that creative mindframe, for me anyway.

AM         You and William (Paris) have obviously been together for a while now and I’ve seen that on stage it’s almost telepathic sometimes, so do you come along with an idea for a song and you work on it together?

BW         Yeah, constantly.  He has ideas he throws at me and I throw them back and they evolve.  We do some jamming in the middle of songs and sometimes that sparks something; every song comes in a different way.  It’s not like it’s cut and dried; okay, next song.

AM         It’s a bit like that that Keith Richards quote that you don’t write songs, they’re just in the air and you have to pick them out.

BW         Well, he had a few.  We were talking earlier about Randy Friel, where the magic was happening.  If you like somebody and you surround yourself with good people, have a good time, pop open a beer, have some fun, do some writing and just let it go then you’re creating instead of just champing at the bit trying to put a song down to get it out there.  That’s what’s different about this album.  Not running out of time, just doing it.

AM         So is most of the material on the new album your own songs?

BW         Yes, it all is; no covers.

AM         That’s great, I’ll look forward to hearing it.  I understand there was some original financing on the project as well.

BW         We did the Kickstarter programme, which is a great, great programme not only for music but for all the arts; for people who want to put movies out or artists.  You’re preselling your album and offering alternatives and people really dig in to it and it’s great for the artist because they don’t always have the money upfront and it gives you the ability to create more instead of being held back financially.

AM         That’s great, thanks for your time Billy.

BW         Thank you.

And that should have been the end of it; get a few photos, have a couple of Buds and enjoy the bands for the rest of the night.  I’ve done a live review of the band already and I’ve seen them a couple of times so there’s no reason to do another review.  Okay, I was wrong; I’ve seen the Billy Walton Band twice doing support sets and tonight they’re headlining which is a whole new ball game.

The support band is The Stone Electric who play a steady opening set which brings to mind early 70s British bands like Free and Stone the Crows or, more currently, The Black Crowes and they feature the powerful voice of Noni Crow.  They get a fairly good response, and the audience are pretty nicely warmed up for the headliners.

The nucleus of BWB is Billy Walton and bass player and co-writer William Paris joined on this tour by drummer Simon Dring and tenor sax player Richie Taz and from the moment they take the stage it’s a bit like being hit by a hurricane.  We’re only halfway through the first song when Plus One makes the observation that Billy’s an incredible guitar player, which is an understatement if anything but I’ll come back to that later.

Billy and William have played together for several years now and could add any other competent musicians to the mix and it would work out pretty well.  This time, however, Simon Dring and particularly Richie Taz (who plays on Billy’s new album), add many different options to the usual BWB power trio set, including the opportunity to throw in a couple of Springsteen covers, “Badlands” and “Rosalita”.  For most bands these would be brave choices but the quality of the playing, particularly the interplay between guitar and tenor sax, is so good that the band produce stunning versions of these songs which have all the power of the E Street Band originals.

The set lasts for a couple of hours and is a mix of material from the new album, older Billy Walton originals and a few covers thrown in.  Although Billy Walton is a great rock player, he’s capable of a lot more besides;  the set tonight includes the live favourite “Soul Song”, the country blues of “Deal with the Devil” and the early Springsteen feel of “The Deal Went Down” (both from the new album) and the band sound tremendous in all of these styles.

What makes BWB so special live isn’t just the outstanding technical ability; the band know how to entertain and to sell the songs as well.  They play with a huge sense of enjoyment and aren’t afraid to inject a bit of humour into the show.  The solos and jams can lead anywhere; how about breaking into the Surfaris’ hit “Wipeout” or the “Peter Gunn” theme during a solo or throwing in a verse from The Who’s “Baba O’Reilly” in the middle of “Badlands”?  The band knows how to pace the set, picking the moments for the slower-paced material before building up a head of steam for a barnstorming finish and then it’s all over, leaving the band and the audience completely drained.

Do yourselves a favour and go out and see the Billy Walton Band next time they’re in the UK; I’ll even let you know when it is.  Any band that can make such a glorious noise with an audience of about 150 in a church hall in Whetstone deserves to reach a bigger audience.

Here we go, it’s summer again.  John Major once said that summer was about drinking warm beer and hearing the sounds of leather on willow.  What did he know?  He probably never even watched Buffy.  Anyway you know what summer’s all about anyway, don’t you?  It’s all about people everywhere trying to impose their lack of musical taste on you.

It’s bad enough trying to deal with the year-round annoyances like teenagers on trains and buses listening to music on their phones or the ones who very considerately use headphones then turn the volume up to ear-bleeding levels to annoy us anyway.  It sounds terrible and it’s usually something that you would rather eat your own toenails than listen to.  Then along comes summer.

Half a day of sunshine and the rules change completely; suddenly everyone thinks they have the right to assault the ears of the rest of the world.  I was woken up at 7am by some moron who had parked his car outside, left the engine running, opened the doors wide and had the radio up to 11.  Which artist do you think gently eased my passage into wakefulness?  You’d expect Rizzle Kicks or David Guetta or Calvin Harris, wouldn’t you.  No, this leader of the mild boys was waking up the neighbourhood with John Cougar feckin’ Mellencamp (“Jack and Diane” if you must know).  Every car either has the windows open or the roof down so that every motorist can show the depths of their musical appreciation.  And the mainstream radio programming is so predictable; whether it’s DJ Sammy or Don Henley, you can get too much of “Boys of Summer”.

But it gets even worse.  Sunshine in the evening and at the weekend means it’s barbecue time and vegetarians get the double whammy of the smell of dead animals being cremated to the accompaniment of your neighbours’ music collection.  But there’s another refinement to the torture; you don’t think anyone uses a music system designed to deliver a good sound outside do you?  Of course not; it costs a fortune to hire the expertise to produce a decent sound outdoors (and even then, there are no guarantees), so it’s much easier to just stick the speakers out of the window.  It can go 2 ways from here; either you can’t get it loud enough to hear it or someone cranks it up so it distorts so much that it could be anything by the Jesus and Mary Chain.  When someone does get a decent sound system for a special occasion it costs so much that they decide to get full value by playing till 3am.  It’s a lose/lose situation.

Can things get any worse?  Afraid so; reach for the ear defenders when the teenage DJ Wannabe turns up with his (they’re always boys) laptop and mixing software.  You can do all sorts of clever stuff with software now, and this kid will do the lot to impress his mates.  If you look really closely at any Hieronymus Bosch painting you’ll see a spotty adolescent with a laptop and headphones in a corner somewhere.  Seriously.  Roll on winter.

“When are we playing?”

“Who are you?”

“Modern Misfortune.”

“Oh, you guys will be on last.”

Not something a band with but two gigs under their belt expected to hear, especially considering the fact that at both of these gigs we had been first on the bill. Everyone outwith the band thought the prospect of performing last was brilliant: everyone will remember us! We’ll be the last thing they saw so we’ll stick in their memory! And for a while, it was a great feeling. It was as if we were headlining, despite this being a Battle of the Bands, and so we were filled with an air of confidence, an imaginary strength, like we had something that put us above every other band.

This was reinforced by  our surroundings. We considered Studio 24 our home: it had been the site of our first gig and so, as silly as it sounds, that night felt like a homecoming. We had to outdo ourselves, this was going to be our best performance following a successful first gig and an ever so slightly disastrous second gig. Having decided to play it straight, our setlist consisted of seven original compositions (including our apparent signature song, “Disheartened”. A demo of it had been uploaded to YouTube, garnering some recognition among our friends) and no covers. Pretty much every other band on the bill had some sort of reinvention of some hit or another up their sleeve (with a curious performance of Rebecca Black’s “Friday” arising at one point) and so we chose not to pull out one of the few covers we had actually mastered.

We were at ease, which was reassuring yet slightly worrying. Complacency had been a major factor in the disappointment of our second gig with the success of our debut making us relaxed. If you’re not nervous before a gig, there’s something wrong so luckily (or not) as the night wore on and more and more bands performed anxiety crept in. Of course we were excited to perform but the longer we had to wait the more we began to dread it, especially after seeing some of the talent already on display.

During the band two before us, it arose that there had been a mix-up with the times of performances and for a moment it looked like we might have to shorten our set, making matters worse. Quickly, things were sorted but even the mild stress of that incident had been jarring and by the time we were heading for the stage I was particularly nervous.

However, stepping on the stage any nerves were quickly forgotten and we powered through our half-hour set in what seemed like five minutes. As far as I’m aware, the only mistake made was by yours truly during our opening song, Back to the Fire, and was resolved quick enough so as to be fairly unnoticeable. The audience reaction was incredible , particularly and predictably during our finisher, Disheartened. To be honest it was all a blur at this point. All I could hear was my cymbals and Amber, our singer and at the same time my vision was considerably impaired by strobe lights: I couldn’t even see my drumsticks in my hand.

It was incredible.

Once we had finished, all we had to do was wait for the verdict which wasn’t long. It was announced before I had even made it off stage.

We came second to a band called Lost Weekend. It was decided by the audience who wrote their favourite band of the night on a piece of paper however, according to many people we invited, a lot of people hadn’t had a chance to vote. A longer voting period could have benefited anyone.
Regardless, we were overwhelmed with the result. In all the excitement I ended up knackering my ankle as I jumped off the stage but, to be quite honest, it was worth it.

It was a night of ups and downs but the high points outweighed the lows. The concert as a whole was brilliant and we, Modern Misfortune, came off more than pleased with our performance.  We’d done exactly what we’d hoped we would.

This week I had the pleasure of meeting up with Southside Johnny before his show at Shepherds Bush Empire and had a chance to ask him a few questions.

AM – How did the European leg of your  tour go?

SSJ – Well, we missed our keyboard player, he had some family things, but Amsterdam was great .  The best part of Amsterdam is that The Paradiso’s a great venue.  We started off with the Solomon Burke stuff because I grew up with listening to that and some of the songs with the early band were Solomon Burke songs.  We started “Everybody Needs Somebody To Love” and the audience started singing before I did and I thought “That’s great man” because it really felt like they were attuned to what we were doing and it was a great moment after Solomon had died a couple of days before in Schiphol airport (on the way to a show at The Paradiso).  Then the next night was good and the third night was a disaster.

AM – Is it a bit strange doing the London show so close to the start of the tour?

SSJ – No, you know it used to bother me, London, but we’ve done it enough times that at the end of the tour my voice is completely shot, so I’m glad to get it out of the way.  It is still a big thing, an important thing, for us because London is one of those places that you read about when you’re a kid and you can’t believe you’re actually there, but after this we go to Holmfirth and what could be more exciting than that? Read more

Last Friday the hugely successful U2 played a (mildly) secret gig outside Broadcasting House in Central London. Despite being secret the short session was watched by ….. fans, some of whom had been waiting around for hours beforehand waiting for a glimpse of their heroes.

Here is some footage from the gig. The next two parts are access by clicking the “read the rest of this entry” link.

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The FutureheadsThe new album has proved to be a success so far, but what can you promise fans who haven’t heard it yet?

The idea behind it is that it’s back to the blue print that we had for the first record, but it’s more straight forward and it’s simpler. And it’s played harder and faster and it’s louder than our previous albums.

How would you describe your style and who are your influences?

The fundamental elements of what we do are four part harmony punk rock band, where the live show depends on a lot of energy and a lot of crowd participation. As far as influences go, we put the band together in the beginning, because we loved the likes of Wire and The Clash and all that sort of post punk stuff. Now, because that’s all in your DNA, you get more influences from a story you read in the newspaper or a person you meet at a show.

You’re under your own record label now, is this a welcome change for you?

Yeah, it’s the best thing we’ve ever done, because it’s fifty percent less people who come and steal the rider at the end of the day! Truthfully ever musician is a control freak and it’s easier to keep an eye on things when you’re on the label. Read more

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