To school, home from school and hours and hours, day after day, week after week to fill. As teenagers music killed the time we were sent to live, huge stretches of days without any responsibility spent on carpeted floors ignoring the dust and smelling the vinyl, trying not to cut your fingers on a particularly sharp inner sleeve.
Some of that love disappears from sight when the jobs, families and responsibilities we build for ourselves in adulthood. There are however some people who manage to keep it going. A passion for music so over-riding that it becomes who they are. The musicians, the fans, the record collectors, the mixers, the DJs, the evangelists, the champions of the obscure, the new, the bent and the battered. Old and rediscovered, new and threatening, if it’s music and it soothes or inspires them these people will tell you about it.
I know a few people like this. The teams that meet in record shops, on message boards, outside bars, raving and enthusing with teen like energy. They never say ‘oh I don’t think the new bands are as good as the old bands’ – the phrase that clutters Facebook – they just get out there and enthuuuuuuuuse.
It might be a while since you bought a fanzine but if you wish to tap into some of the unbridled thoughts and noise of the music patriots then I would heartily recommend buying this magazine, dustily titled An Antidote To Indifference, but far better headlined WE LOVE MUSIC. Put together by the inkbots at heavenly records as a showcase for some of the great writing they publish on their Caught By the River website it genuinely is difficult to put down once you’ve picked it up.
Old and rediscovered, new and threatening, if it’s music and it soothes or inspires them these people will tell you about it.
In the centre spread there’s a brilliant piece of artwork by St. Etienne where they’ve taken a street map and filled it with every song title they can think of featuring a road or place name. Every music fan should buy, blow up and frame this. The lyrical A-Z is like a Rock and Roll Where’s Wally, before long you’re twisting your head to find the Love Shack or Devil Gate Drive.
Heavenly founder Jeff Barrett conversationally takes you through his early years as a record shop employee, in book extracts Andre Loog Oldham recounts starting his Immediate label and a teenage Nick Cohn discovers a paper back about Jazz. Some of the names are predictable and others surprising, former Farm drummer turned film writer Roy Boulter discusses the classical music soundtrack of a documentary about Liverpool. Richard King recounts the great Beastie Boys gig at Slam City Skates in Covent Garden.
A backwater of a record collection can be mixed up and got moving again by entering the Caught By the River associates’ playlists into Spotify so this magazine is educational as well as informative and inspiring. You should buy it, now, go on. Pay pal them £4.20 it won’t kill you and you’ll thank me for it.
More passionate music raving from james
Or read Irvine Welsh from Caught By The River here on Sabotage Times