The Plugs, Denise Marie, Jessica Goyder

international scoop. I wonder what he’d look like
in those red braces…
Coming up:
Swiss Concrete at The Wheatsheaf
Why the hell do people go to The X, it’s so far
away from everything?
Sep 19th - Would Be Goods, Sparky’s Magic Piano, The Lovely Eggs
Oct 17th - More Silage, Borderville, Schuman the
Human
Donny Moilespetitspois, 245 Cowley Rd
Swiss Concrete at The Exeter Hall
Clive says: Everything’s a long way from us here
in Thrupp – I can barely keep the frenetic 4 gigs
per year timetable this job demands!
Oct 3rd - Megamoog & more tba
Clive
Clive
The new season at Global Swarming approaches. This time, rather than advertising the names,
styles and track records of the acts, we’re just going to have huge fliers the size of country chapel
vestries (or was it apses? Must check the AGM
minutes) here and there telling you simply how
far away the acts originate from. As you know,
the further away from England music is, the
better it is! And who else but us would dare put
on a band where the bassist’s great-grandparent
lived for a while in Tunisia – how’s that for a living
tradition?
Gappy Tooth at The Wheatsheaf
Sep 29th - Ropetrick, Jake Morley, The Sidewinders (tbc)
Oct 24th - Andensum (tbc), Footsteps and Voices,
Maria Ilett (tbc)
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The Plugs, Denise Marie,
Jessica Goyder
All of the above have doors at 8pm, are £3 in advance and £4 on the door. Advance tickets can be
bought at www.wegottickets.com
More
info
at
www.gappytooth.com
and
www.myspace.com/swissconcrete
The only problem with this logic, is that it means
that Mack Bayleaf’s Cidercore Post-Erior band
must be the best in the world…pray they never
tour…or indeed exist.
Planet wide vibes,
Alissson Cranely, Global Swarming Events Manager and Psychic Tofu Rejuvenator, West Oxford
Clive says: blah blah blah, crap joke, the ad for
the next gig goes here, right, the end, time for
Barker to relax with some Horlicks and a puce 7”
of The Shiny Buckles’ 1986 classic “I Grazed My
Knee On The Waltzer (Can I Have My Ten Pee
Back, Mister?)”
www.gappytooth.com
Editorial
two acoustic guitars for the last several years, I
wanted a change, so I’m back to the electric for
Hello and welcome to the travel edition of the Den- a while.
ture. They say that travel broadens the mind and
judging by the minds of our erstwhile Swedish and GTI: You live in New Orleans. Tell us what’s best
Kiwi correspondants the would appear to be the about living there.
case.
With so many modes of transport, I’d be hard D: There’s more then one best thing about living
pushed to pick a favourite. Just the other day my in New Orleans....real music of all shades, real
Spanish friend El Turnip was trying to convince people of all shades, the tradition of music and
me that a bicycle with no saddle was great for a it being passed down to anyone who wants to
number of reasons. Firstly you could pick one up learn it, someone saying “hey beautiful” whether
for nothing on the streets of Oxford, secondly the you’re fat, skinny, ugly or old, flowering trees all
raised cycling style was better for fitness and also year round, old wooden houses painted purple,
that when he collapsed at the end of a punishing orange or any color you want, porch swings and
ride he got a spike up the ass and was sexually claw foot bathtubs, walking in city park, looking at
fulfilled. Mind you, he also tried to convince me the giant, ancient live oaks, breathing in the thick,
that is friend Juan is the cousin of Jim Kerr from heavy air that makes your skin soft and your hair
Simple Minds. El is currently available as a profes- curly, walking around Bayou Saint John watching
the pelicans dive in the water for fish, somewhere
sional lookalike for Catweazle and Sting.
Where was I? Oh fuck it, let’s go for a steam train, in the distance always music, a trumpet maybe
they’re cheery and remind me of Ivor the Engine or a parade or a stereo or a band playing outside
at a party or park, and always birds singing too,
and childhood.
but also it can be really quiet too, a slow pace,
time isn’t going anywhere, and things aren’t
getting done very fast, it’s deep down in New
Cheers
Orleans and it’s old, sidewalks are crooked and
Russell
broken and the houses are bent, graveyards are
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little villages of their own, then there’s gumbo at
Liuzza’s by the track, mmmmm, I miss that when
Editor: Russell Barker
I travel, cat fish poboys, getting your drink in a ‘go
Design and deputy editor: Helen Barker
cup’ at the bar and going into the next bar with it,
Contributors: Clive Newman, the bands.
Cover photograph: Clock at the Musee D’Orsay, checking out several bands for free on any given
night, knowing your neighbors, talking to them
Paris by Helen Barker
and the feeling of a community that is saving
themselves, helping eachother and rebuilding
Introducing the bands:
their lives without the help of government
because they love the place and it’s their home
Denise Marie
and there is no other place like it and if you’ve
ever been there you know exactly what I mean.
GTI: Tell us a bit about your music
GTI: Can you recommend something we might
not have heard of before?
D: My music isn’t one style and it will keep
changing. The music I’m doing right now is
girlieswamp and bayoustomp. I’m really into a lot D: Music you may not have heard? hmmmm....
of different kinds of music but if you want a more how about Olu Dara, The Subdudes, Rosie
typical description it’s a mix of blues, jazz, world, Ledet, Earl King, Snooks Eaglin, Katie Webster,
Myshkin, Memphis Minnie, Jo Privat or Blossom
and rhythm is important to me, it has to groove
Dearie.
......I’m a songwriter, I play guitars, electric,
acoustic and tenor (4 stringed guitar), I sing
GTI: Where would you like to visit that you
in a feminine way but sometimes I growl. My
haven’t been to before?
voice is changing as I get older. I also play the
riqq (middle eastern tambourine) while singing.
D: Brazil and Cuba. I’m working on gigs for
For this tour in England I’ll have my old blue
Brazil...Cuba’s another story with me being
stratocastor and be playing a lot of slide guitar
American and all....
mixed in with some other styles. I traveled with
INSIDE TRACKS – A Smile, A Song,
A Poorly Placed Plastic Skiff Of
Overpriced Wine, Oh Bollocks, They
Were New Slacks.
Greetings once again, Ear Bandits, and welcome
to another month in the scintillating world of
Oxford music. This issue we’re talking about the
tantalising topic of travel, which is something I
know ALL about. Yes, folks, I’m proud to say I’ve
been employed as a writer for the excellent and
snappily titled new magazine, Oxford Is A Town
And It Has Lots Of Different Sorts Of Music In It.
And Nearby. My first assignment is to travel to
every single place in Oxfordshire to report on the
local music there. Phew! I decided the easiest
way was just to take a photo of Little Fish Juju’s
red braces at every destination – what better
way to show the diversity of music we have on
offer in our little corner of England, quite near the
middle? This will take some time, but that’s OK
as the next issue isn’t due until September 2013,
which also gives me time to work on the 47 word
limit they have on articles. Bon Voyage to me!
So, stop tapping those itchy feet, put them up
and read on, children, read on.
Dear Clive
It crosses my mind – stop looking over my shoulder when I write, vile assassin!! – sorry about
that, I’ll start again. It crosses my mind that
Young Knives are one of Oxford’s most up and
coming groups. Well, all I can say to the tubby
one who calls himself The Fifth Amendment is
that he’d better watch out for his band mates, because if my experience of being in The Refectory
(Oxford’s most promising band, January 4th-27th
2005) those Knives will split into at least 5 factions poised against him at a moment’s notice.
It’s like when we had a gig in Whitby – I arrived
7 hours late because I’d got lost, and found I’d
not only missed the entire gig, but that Alan had
eaten all the caramel barrels from the band tub
of Roses, when he knew they were my favourite.
The rest of the band didn’t even believe me when
I told them Alan had had specially printed maps
and atlases insidiously inserted into my glove
box, that showed Whitby as being adjacent to
Port Talbot, thus sabotaging my travel plans. Of
course, he’d swapped them back when I tried to
prove it.
Yours,
Joel Madchap, The Refectory (the talented one,
the one who invented the band’s aura), A secret
location, Arsenal Stockpiling
Clive Says: Always glad to hear you’re still
about, Joel. Letter of the month once again (not
least because I don’t have to send out the prize
to your incommunicado nut bunker)
Dear Clive
No I fucking never.
Alan Novocaine, The Refectory (the only one
who’s REALLY allowed to use that name, incidentally, because I thought of the vowels)
Clive says: I hate this job.
Travellers Greetings Clive,
I got you a case of Carling from my trip to
Phrance or however they spell it over there in
Europe. I was damned lucky to get it, cause they
were low on proper beer. Feel free to drop by
anytime and collect at the Wheatsheaf, unless
Joal’s drunk it all.
I got you the case ‘cause I love you column.
Though I have one big problem with it, Clive, it’s
too insular. You should come with us on our next
trip to Calaise from Dover and you’ll see what I
mean.
Arthur “Art” Anderson
PS We can pick up cheap tracksuits as well. Me
and the boys found a great place for Puma and
Adidas.
Clive says: Thanks Ant for your kind gift but I only
drink domestic beer like un-exported Carlsberg
and Stella. Joal drinks anything though, especially when he should be working. As to the international angle you are right, you little piss-Ant.
I am making amends though, and next month
there will be a special Bryan Adams feature in
the column. Bryan is, as you may know, one of
Canada’s finest music exports. How’s that for an
GTI: What’s you favourite way to travel?
D: My favorite way to to travel is by bicycle. I
live in New Orleans but spend half the year
in Europe touring and home base is The
Netherlands. I have a bicycle there, strap
the guitar on the back and go....but most of
the time it’s too far by bike then I go by train
in Europe, I like the rhythm of the clickety
clack, plenty of time to think and chill.
GTI: Where would you like to visit that you haven’t
been to before?
P: Spencer wants to go to Portmeirion (he’s not a
number, you know).
GTI: What’s your favourite way to travel?
P: Erik likes a proper tour bus. Hands down the best.
Spencer prefers his car.
GTI: What’s your favourite travel related song?
GTI: What’s your favourite travel related
song?
L: My favorite travel related song is ‘I’ve
Been Everywhere’ by Johnny Cash
The Plugs
P:
We’ve come up with quite a few actually: Budapest
by Blimp (Thomas Dolby), Drive My Car (Beatles),
Bike (Pink Floyd), Airbag (Radiohead), America (Neil
Diamond), Up, Up and Away! (The Fifth Dimension)
and of course Car Crash (The Plugs)...
GTI: Tell us a bit about your music
P: Spencer summed it up best when he
described one of our tracks as “an indulgent
slice of pop curiosity”. We are four musos
from Oxford who write clever, complex music
for ourselves. We’re a lot like Elbow without
actually sounding anything like Elbow. We
like close harmonies and Sus-4 chords.
We’re more Supertramp than The Feeling.
We could be a bastard love child of Tool and
Air. We have been compared to Eels and
Pink Floyd. We are epic intelligent power
prog. And we don’t even have a bass player.
GTI: Why ‘The Plugs’?
P: We all went down the pub and came up
with a long list of band names, from quite
good to utterly ridiculous. We then spent
several pints narrowing it down to 3 ‘finalists’
- and www.theplugs.com was the only “dot
com” domain name that wasn’t registered.
We’re sluts that way. But I can’t remember
what the other 2 names were...
GTI: Can you recommend something we
might not have heard of before?
P: Spencer suggests Klaatu and Alfie (both
sadly missed), and Erik highly recommends
Matt Mahaffey (aka ‘Self’) - his musical
production hero. Search for “Self Back in
Black” on YouTube. Yes, he’s that good.
Volkswagen Beetle 1300 1972
Transport at the Science
Museum, London