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Oh Yeah, Yeah, Yeah?

Graham Laker sent me this (many thanks) and I think our views about the article are pretty similar.

What is odd is that in the second column the author identifies some of the reasons why it’s not the greatest ever before suggesting it is, because it “resists criticism” – a bizarre contradiction (and there is no such thing as a cultural artefact that resists criticism. That’s just bollocks).

Is it “revolutionary”? It came after early albums by most of the top San Francisco bands, Hendrix, the Byrds, Love, Doors, Mothers of Invention, Velvet Underground etc.

How do we know that “each generation” is under its spell? Do we treasure it? Are we obliged to? It’s just clichéd rhetoric.

I’ve got a copy of it, I’m happy to acknowledge that the Beatles did many remarkable things, and that some of the tracks on this album are pretty fine. Why can’t we be allowed to say it’s an OK album, or even a pretty good album, without having to go on-and-on about it as the greatest ever?

As I’ve suggested before, I’m not even sure it’s the Beatles’ greatest album. I’m even more certain that there’s no such thing as the greatest album ever.

Sgt Pepper 2



I’m not sure if it makes sense to post stuff on here about that horror, but seeing those young kids, it struck me that 54 years ago I went on my own to my first ‘pop’ concert at Pompey Guildhall. I walked there and back (from around Devonshire Square) and saw the Chris Montez, Tommy Roe, Beatles show, with not one thought about my safety or security – it simply never occurred to me or my folks that there might be anything untoward in doing that, and it’s led to this lifetime of the most enormous pleasure; a quite wonderful life immersed in music.

So today, 54 years later, I’m off to that same Guildhall for this month’s lunchtime gig for the Southsea Skiffle Orchestra.

Some of those kids, already touched by the magic of music, might have looked forward to the same excitement through their lives.


Do Call Me Ska Face

50 years ago, yesterday, the Beatles held a press conference for the first public playing of their Sgt Pepper album. The BBC announced they would ban the track “Day in the Life”

But 50 years ago tonight, a rather different aspect of the Summer of Love occurred at the Birdcage with the first (and only) appearance of Prince Buster and his All Stars.

(On Sunday, the original Fairport Convention made their debut at a gig in Golders Green)


Coming Soon

To a movie emporium near you (and congratulations to Nigel, who has sweated everything known to humankind to finish it!)

Cool Days, Groovy Nights – The 1960s Portsmouth Music Scene.

 The documentary runs for about 2hrs and features aspects of the Portsmouth local music scene in the 1960s. Producer Nigel Grundy talks to  local club owners, musicians and characters about the part they played on the scene from the late 1950s to the early 1970s. The documentary is richly illustrated with photographs, posters and ephemera and brings fond memories for people who were in Portsmouth during that time – and will be of interest to those who weren’t, but wished they had been!