Primal Scream.

Which is exactly how they should be read!

Tom, I borrowed (and credited) that dialogue for my blog: http://sickmouthy.com/2011/03/25/screamadelica/

Hope you don't mind!

Boaby says, on my behalf, "Nae bother, fire away man..."

Beer and being glad it was the end of the working week may have had something to do with it but enjoyed last night's BBC4 documentary on Screamadelica - was struck by the regret at the excess from the band (bar Bobby) and how likable Henry the bass player seemed.

I really enjoyed it, even without beer.

I enjoyed it too. Take it the documentary was the same as the one that came on the dvd of the deluxe version of Screamadelica?

Henry seemed like an absolute gent

I liked the idea of him and denise in the grown-up zone of the tourbus, quietly chilling with a bit of Ayler and a copy of What Car?

'not available' in my area. shit

I always listened to Screamadelica from a historic/curatorial stance as I was only about 10 when it came out. But witht he remasters I'm enjoying Screamadelica more than I ever have... Although when I picked up the remaster, didn't realise all it came with was the crumby Dixie Narco EP, as I'd assumed the second disc would be chocka with other things. Still, it's great and I think Higher Than The Sun has managed to invade its way into my list of favourite tunes.

Seems daft that there's no way of getting the "interesting" compilation of mixes beyond buying the expensive LP box.

Apart from buying the complete set off itunes, which OK isn't too bad pricewise...

By the way, a guy in the pub on Monday who'd watched the the BBC 4 documentary (obv. I didn't) was talking about some "free jazz guitarist" who was interviewed and who had played with Primal Scream... who the flip would that be?

Henry Olsen

he and denise j were the best parts of the show for me ..

I thought he was a bass player?

yup. but he supposedly played some guitar parts as well.

OK, I don't know why I (still) expect people to know what free jazz is

Jim Navajo

LOL. I can't being to descibe the widespread hilarity that ensued in Glasgow when the name Jim Navajo first appeared.

I wouldn't have minded but he always used to wear a cowboy hat iirc.

Well underneath it he looked like he'd been scalped (by Navajos perhaps)

McGee should've bankrolled a Martin Duffy solo project in the late 90s when he seemingly had money to throw away. I was listening to "Train Above the City" and some other Felt instrumental stuff the other night - the guy's talent has been pretty much wasted in PS.

That's cos the guy has pretty much been wasted in Primal Scream. Didn't he once fall OFF a ceiling onto a table full of beer glasses etc and nearly die?

That was Wile e Coyote.

The Geir Hongro remix of 'I'm enjoying Screamadelica more than I ever have' is going to be hit, you just know.....

was a great doc. wonder what 'the story' is re the 1991 crash n burn. it all seemed to go very wrong very fast and they all seemed genuinely fucked up over it except Bob. i mean Throb was on the verge of tears there at one point. also i wonder why he left in '06?

I have TWO Primal Scream DVDs on pre-order - a longer version of the rockumentary and Screamadelica live. Perhaps my enthusiasm will wane by the time they come out at the end of the month.

thought Throb leaving was to do with him not doing the same drugs as the rest of the band / favouring ones that impacted his live performance / cf Bob's comments in the box set doco about the Give Out brown period still affecting some people now

I made my own Screamadelica to help celebrate Whitsun. It has proved massively unpopular with the downloading public:

http://blindfaithandhumblepie.blogspot.com/2011/05/whitsundelica.html

Meanwhile, my Primal Scream DVDs have arrived. One of them includes a CD of the Olympiah-ah-ah-ah-ah show.

http://i.imgur.com/AdK01.jpg

Primal Scream have expressed their disgust at Theresa May's decision to walk off stage at the Conservative party conference on Tuesday to the sound of their hit Rocks. "How inappropriate," the band said in a statement on Wednesday.

"Didn't they research the political history of our band?" the statement continued. "Hasn't she listened to the words? Does she even know what getting your rocks off means? No. She is a Tory; how could she?"

he's one to talk having nicked her hairdo and facial expression don't think much of his blouse but

this is a thing tho isn't it, sarkozy (or his ppl, one assumes) used an mgmt song without permission a while ago at a conference

think republicans have done sthing similar before

The history of music is littered with such incidents. In 2008, the band James complained about the use of their hit Sit Down at the Labour party conference while four years earlier the Conservatives invited the censure of Keane after using Everybody's Changing in their election campaign. Earlier this year Tom Petty insisted he did not give US presidential candidate Michele Bachmann permission to use his song American Girl while in 2005 Angela Merkel enraged the Rolling Stones when she used the band's 1973 hit Angie as her campaign theme in her bid to become chancellor.

[Don't Worry, Be Happy] was used in George H. W. Bush's 1988 U.S. presidential election as Bush's 1988 official presidential campaign song, without Bobby McFerrin's permission or endorsement. In reaction, Bobby McFerrin publicly protested that particular use of his song, including stating that he was going to vote against Bush, and completely dropped the song from his own performance repertoire, to make the point even clearer.

Wasn't there a thing with Born in the USA being used in a military recruitment campaign a few years back?

Rocks is a WTF choice for an old Conservative woman to use.

"Dealers keep dealin'
Thieves keep thievin'
Whores keep whorin'
Junkies keep scorin'
and that's because of the Human Rights Act amirite?"

*ringtone plays Can's "Peking O"

Bob (for it is he): Hullo?

*muffled voice on end of phone*

Bob: McGee? Whit dae you wahnt, ya wee Orange bastard?

*muffled voice*

Bob: Whit am ah daein'? Ah'm fuckin' chillin', man, watchin' fuckin' Rastamoose.

*muffled voice*

Bob: Ye whit?

*muffled voice*

Bob: Tory Party Conference? Here, haud oan a minute, whit ur you daein' watchin' the Tory Party Conference? Huv you forgoatten mah auld man wis a staunch leftwing trade unionist and the band, Primal Scream, have played several political benefits in the course of our career, including shows in support of striking miners and Palestine?

*muffled voice*

*turns TV over, "Rocks" plays quietly in the background*

Bob: No way, man! Wait tae ah tell mah maw! She'll be fuckin' made up!

*muffled voice*

Bob: Aye... but we're oan the telly tho, in't we?

*muffled voice*

Bob: Listen Al, ah don't gie a fuck whit oor fans think, they listen tae the pish we put oan ur records, how fuckin' smart can they be?

*muffled voice*

Bob: Whit?!?!? Release a fuckin' statement? Get tae fuck! Ah'm releasin' nu'hin', man! No' unless it's been remixed by Kevin Shields first...

*muffled voice*

Bob: But...

*muffled voice*

Bob: Aye... but...

*muffled voice*

Bob: Awright, awright, ah'll fuckin' cobble some shite together aboot fuckin' big business and whit huv ye, 'n get Warner Brothers' legal department tae gie it the once ower... happy noo?

*muffled voice*

Bob: Naw, ah've no goat time tae listen tae how you discovered Oasis! Catch ye fuckin' later!

*Bob inexpertly dials a number on his mobile*

*mobile rings*

Bob: Maw? Turn the telly oan noo!

:-) missed u Boabie!

^^^^

http://images.nitrosell.com/product_images/9/2113/oor%20wullie%20help%20ma%20boab.jpg

Bob: Maw? Turn the telly oan noo!

Maw: Aw cheers son ah luv them Dandy Warhols.

Bob: Whit? AW FUCK!

http://thequietus.com/articles/07116-primal-scream-theresa-may-rocks

his afternoon the internet has been afire with Primal Scream's righteous blasting of Theresa May for apparently using their track 'Rocks' at the Tory Conference. We actually reported this as fact, until helpful Quietus twitter follower @alcxxk sent us the footage which shows she was actually using the Dandy Warhol's 'Bohemian Like You'.

Bob: McGee, ya we rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrat!

congrats to the guardian for their scrupulous factchecking

Boab’s ‘phone rings. It’s his maw.

MAW GILLESPIE: Boaby! Ah’m so ashamed a’ yis, son. After all yir da’ an’ I telt ye aboot they Tory bastirts, and whit dae ye go an’ dae but gie them yir theme tune! Hoanest I cannae show ma face at Greggs. I always knew ye wir nae good. Nae son o’ mine goes lick-arsin’ the Tories!

BOAB: Aw maw it wisnae ma fault. It wis the publishers…

MAW: They excuses arenae gonnae work nae mair, son. It’s a DISGRACE, so it is! I bin greetin’ all lunchtime.

BOAB: But MAW…

MAW: Dinnae ye “But MAW” me! Ah picked up yir troosers tae pit in tha’ wash and thir a’ thae stains next tae pictures o’ that Theresa May an’ her shoes! Son? Frae this day oan AH HUV NAE SON!

(Slams ‘phone down)

BOAB: Aw an’ that…

(Listens to vinyl original of LaMonte Young’s Theatre of Eternal Music that he bought out of Airdrie Templeton’s in 1964 for 2/6. Rings Conservative Central Office)

CONSERVATIVE CENTRAL OFFICE RECEPTION: Aye hullo an’ that?

BOAB: Ehm, this is Boaby Gillespie ootae th’ Primal Scream, ah know ah sais boamb the Pentagon a wee while ago right enough, but any chance ah cid get a blind date wi’ yon Theresa May lassie? Ah’ve goat some rare Harmonium acetates she might be interested in; they’ve bin sittin’ in the attic firra last forty year after I swapped Ally Topp ma Super Mousse Apollo card album…

Marcello's Boab is a lot politer than mine, I must admit

Marcello's needs a remix!

turns out it was The Dandy Warhols.. doh!

http://thequietus.com/articles/07116-primal-scream-theresa-may-rocks

Cameron had the Cure playing at the end of his snoozefest of a speech... but no word from Fat Bob as yet. Talking of Bob:

(who says I've got too much time on my hands at work?)

any chance ah cid get a blind date wi’ yon Theresa May lassie?

Some days later and Bob and his new friend, the Home Secretary, are enjoying an intimate candlelit dinner at one of London's most exclusive restaurants, now read on...

THERESA: Sooooo, Robert. Tell me all about this group of yours, 'Primal Scream', it must be thrilling being in a 'rock and roll band'.
BOB: Ach well, it's no' bad, hen, ah cannae complain, ah've been daein' it fer a guid few years noo... pays the bills, helps keep the wolf fae the door... actually, that's ma wee bo-ey's name, Wolf, d'ye wahnt tae see a photie o' him?
THERESA: But of course, I'd love too!

*Bob produces mobile phone from pocket*

BOB: This is him sittin' oan a burnt oot motorcycle ootside the front close.
THERESA: Oh, he's enchanting!
BOB: Aye, but he can be a right wee cu... wee scamp at times... but that's weans fer ye, um ah right, T'resa?
THERESA: Oh absolutely, but they are a joy!
BOB: Aye, don't get me wrang, ah'm glad we hud the wee bas... boy. You goat any o' yir ain at hame, T'resa, doll?
THERESA: I married Philip John May on 6 September 1980 [citation needed]. I have no children.
BOB: Oh, right... aye... some weather we're huvin' eh?

*pause*

*awkward smiles*

BOB: Here, ye know whit?
THERESA: Hmmm?
BOB: This is a right fuckin' classy joi... aw naw, ah apologise, ah'm sorry fer the language...
THERESA: ... no no, that's perfectly all right, Robert, it's 2011 after all!
BOB: ... aw man, ah'm black affronted, so ah um!
THERESA: Oh Robert, you are blushing! How sweet!
BOB: Aye, ah know! Ah've goat a face oan me like a well-skelped erse... aw, Jeez-o, ah've done it again!
THERESA: Robert, Robert, I'm just back from the Conservative Party Conference, the language got pretty fruity there at times, let me tell you!
BOB (drawing chair closer): Aye, ah'm glad ye mentioned that, 'cos ah wis wahntin' tae know whit made ye choose "Rocks" as yer backing music in the first place.
THERESA: Oh, well I've always loved the Rolling Stones!
BOB (face darkening suddenly): Whit?
THERESA: ... or "The Stones" as I believe they are referred to by the cognoscenti...
BOB: ... but that wisnae...
THERESA: ... and one of my darling young researchers suggested using that particular track...
BOB: ... but that's no'...
THERESA: ... I mean I wasn't familiar with it at all, to be honest, and it's not exactly the best Rolling Stones track I've ever heard...
BOB: ... hey, haud oan therr...
THERESA: ... I mean it's a pretty poor facsimile of their golden period, circa "Exile On Main Street"?
BOB: ... here, that's enough o' ...
THERESA: ... it's limp self-parody at best...
BOB: GERRIT UP YE!!!!
THERESA: I'm sorry?
BOB: You heard me! Get it fuckin' up ye! Fer a start, it sounds nu'hin' like the fuckin' Stones, ya cheeky besom... an' if it does it's cos they ripped ME aff! Ah taught that fuckin' Mick Jagger aw his moves, you shoulda seen the state o' the cunt before he met me... middle class student wanker wi' a fuckin' ten foot stripey scarf wrapped roon' his scrawny neck ... fuckin' LSE... David Starkey? David Starkey? That's exackly whit Jagger wid ah turned oot like if ah hudnae set 'im right: a big jessie!. An' ye shoulda heard the music he wis intae: ah wis listenin' tae real fuckin' hardcore fuckin' rock like the Pastels, dangerous stuff, y' know? And he's listenin' tae some weak shite like Robert Johnson, cunt's no' even goat a drummer or a bass player! And as fer that wee nyaff, Richards... ah tell ye whit, fuckin' smack? Smack? The only smack he knew aboot wis the smack he goat aff his mammy when he wis late hame fer his tea! He wis aye plinkin' away oan his fuckin' guitar tryin' tae learn some Muddy Wahters or sum'hin' and ah'm like, "Holl' you, get a grip, 'err's 'Truck Train Tractor' by the Pastels, come back when ye can play as good as Brian Superstar!" Look, ye know whit, T'resa? This jist isnae workin' oot, cos' when ah saw ye oan the telly, ah thoat, "Aye, she's a bit o' awright her, ah mean, fer an auld yin"... ah even thoat ah might get a fuckin' winch aff ye at the end o' the night but, nae offence doll, up close ye're nu'hin' tae look at... in fact, nae offence, ye're fuckin' hacket! Ah've seen better lookin' burds fa'in' oot o' Clatty Pats at throwin' oot time oan a Friday night!

*stands up*

BOB: Right. Ah'm oot o' here. Joe the Toff. Offski. You can pay the fuckin' bill yersel', ye're a fuckin' Tory, ah'm sure ye can afford it... ma fuckin' da' wis right efter aw... UP THE WORKERS! (singing) "We'll keep the Red Flag fuckin' flyin' here!"

*pause*

BOB: See ye.

*Bob bolts out of restaurant*

WAITER: Madame, ze gentleman is not 'appy wiz 'is main course?
THERESA: No no...
WAITER: Per'aps 'e would like to move to a different table?
THERESA: No...
WAITER: Zere is a slight draught from...
THERESA: ... oh fucking shut up and bring me the fucking bill, turdbreath!