Saturday, April 30, 2011

MDC Acoustic "John Wayne Was a Nazi", Ash St. Saloon, Portland, Apr 29, 2011

Stream or Download here: MDC Acoustic "John Wayne Was a Nazi", Ash St. Saloon, Portland, Apr 29, 2011

MDC, fresh off a month-long US tour with the Subhumans (UK), came back to their hometown of Portland, Oregon and played last night, as MDC Acoustic (featuring lead singer Dave Dictor singing and playing acoustic guitar, and Mad Mike Smith playing bass and singing), at a benefit for Portland's favorite zine Rozine, produced by the inimitable Roz, who was celebrating the release of Rozine #4....

Rozine on MySpace click here

Also playing at the show were: Sho-gun, Growler (a spirited punk folk three-piece with a violin who struck a chord with the audience), and Roz's band Thee Iron Tides.

MDC Acoustic played MDC classics like "John Wayne Was a Nazi" and "Chicken Squawk", as well as some new songs. The old thrash songs translate surprisingly well to a quieter folk format, and Dave and Mike do great harmonies together. Dave proved he can sing as well as scream, and in this slower, calmer presentation, we can catch the lyrics better, the songs' strengths revealed in meaning and harmony instead of the "loud, fast" formula encountered at hardcore gigs.

A good time was had by all....



Friday, April 29, 2011

My Early 80s Jams...


Plastic Bertrand - Ca Plane Pour Moi

Psychedelic Furs – Fall

Martha and The Muffins - Echo Beach

Soft Cell - Tainted Love/Where Did Our Love Go

‪Talking Heads - Take Me To The River (Al Green cover), Psycho Killer, Life During Wartime

Joy Division - Love Will Tear Us Apart

Trio - Da, Da, Da





Plastic Bertrand - Ca Plane Pour Moi











            
Yam! Bam! mon chat Splash
Git sur mon lit a bouffe
sa langue en buvant tout mon whisky
quant a moi peu dormi, vide, brime
J'ai du dormir dans la gouttiere
Ou j'ai eu un flash
Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo!
En quatre couleurs

Allez hop! un matin
Une louloute est venue chez-moi
Poupee de cellophane, cheveux chinois
un sparadrap, une gueule de bois
a bu ma biere dans un grand verre en caoutchouc
Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo!
Comme un indien dans son igloo

Ca plane pour moi ca plane pour moi
Ca plane pour moi moi moi moi moi
Ca plane pour moi
Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo!
Ca plane pour moi

Allez hop! la nana quel panard!
Quelle vibration!
de s'envoyer sur le paillasson
Limee, ruinee, videe, comblee
You are the King of the divan!
Qu'elle me dit en passant
Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo!
I am the King of the divan

Ca plane pour moi ca plane pour moi
Ca plane pour moi moi moi moi moi
Ca plane pour moi
Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo!
Ca plane pour moi

Allez hop! t'occupe t'inquiete
touche pas ma planete
It's not today
Quel le ciel me tombera sur la tete
et que la colle me manquera
Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo!
Ca plane pour moi

Allez hop! ma nana s'est tiree
S'est barree enfin c'est marre a tout casse
L'evier, le bar me laissant seul
Comme un grand connard
Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo!
Le pied dans le plat

Ca plane pour moi ca plane pour moi
Ca plane pour moi moi moi moi moi
Ca plane pour moi
Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo!
Ca plane pour moi
Ca plane pour moi ca plane pour moi
Ca plane pour moi moi moi moi moi













Psychedelic Furs - Fall

from their debut album (1980):

you will have a dress of white
you will have a ring of gold
you will have a paper snow
we'll fall

see the wall
the wall is black
we will have a heart attack
we will be alone and
we'll fall we'll fall we'll fall

fall in love like sailors do
tell your lover you'll be true
sail upon the stupid sea
we'll fall

you will have a sheet of red
paint the trees, the trees are dead
we will be alone and
we'll fall we'll fall we'll fall we'll fall

marry me and be my wife
you can have me all your life
our love will never end
parties for our stupid friends

are the children really home?
we will lie upon the lawn
needles on the beach at goa
we will have another flower
we will be a part of structure
you will have a face of structure
we will make ourselves a scene
we will live our stupid dream
i am you and you are me
tie me down i will be free
our love will never end
parties for our stupid friends

marry me and be my wife
you can have me all your life
our love will never end
parties for our stupid friends
are the children really home?
we will lie upon the lawn
needles on the beach at goa
we will have another flower
we will be a part of structure
you will have a face of structure
we will make ourselves a scene
we will live our stupid dream
i am you and you are me
tie me down i will be free
our love will have no end
















Martha and The Muffins - Echo Beach, May '80

I know it's out of fashion
And a trifle uncool
But I can't help it
I'm a romantic fool
It's a habit of mine
To watch the sun go down
On Echo beach, I watch the sun go down

From nine till five I have to spend my time at work
The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk
The only thing that helps pass the time away
Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day

On a silent summer evening
The sky's alive with light
Building in the distance
Surrealistic sight
On Echo Beach
Waves make the only sound
On Echo Beach
There's not a soul around

From nine till five I have to spend my time at work
The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk
The only thing that helps pass the time away
Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day

Echo Beach
Far away in time
Echo Beach
Far away in time
















Soft Cell - Tainted Love/Where Did Our Love Go (Live) 

Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
From the pain that you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
And I've lost my light
For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
(whoa-o-o-o) Tainted love

Now I know I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
You don't really want any more from me
To make things right
You need someone to hold you tight
And you think love is to pray
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
(whoa-o-o-o) Tainted love

Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm gonna pack my things and go

Tainted love (whoa-o-o-o), tainted love (whoa-o-o-o)
Tainted love (whoa-o-o-o), tainted love (whoa-o-o-o)
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Tainted love (whoa-o-o-o)
Tainted love (whoa-o-o-o)
Tainted love
Tainted love

Baby, baby, where did our love go
Oh, don't you leave me,
Don't you leave me no more
I've got this burnin', yearnin', yearnin' feelin' inside me
Ooohh deep inside me
And it hurts so bad

You came into my life so tenderly
With a burning love
That stings like a bee
And now that I'm surrounded so helplessly
You know I believe, you wanna leave me

Oh, baby, baby, where did our love go
Oh, don't you leave me
Don't you leave me no more
Oh, baby, baby, where did our love go
Oh, don't you leave me
Don't you leave me no more

You came into my life so tenderly
With a burning love
That stings like a bee
And now that I'm surrounded so helplessly
You know I believe, that you wanna leave me

Oh, baby, baby, where did our love go
Oh, baby, baby, don't you leave me no more
I've got this burnin', yearnin', yearnin' feelin' inside me
Oooh deep inside me
And it hurts so bad

Baby, baby, baby, where did our love go
Don't you leave me
Don't you leave me no more
And now that I'm surrounded so helplessly
You know I believe, you wanna leave me

Oh, baby, baby where did our love go
Where did our love go
Where where where
Now that I'm surrounded oh so helplessly
You know I believe, that you wanna leave me

Baby where did our love go
Where did our love go
Where where where
Baby, baby, where did our love go
Oh don't leave me, don't you wanna leave me
I've got this burnin', yearnin', yearnin' feelin' inside me
Oooooooohh deep inside me
And it hurts so bad

Baby
Baby













Take Me To The River - Talking Heads (Al Green)


Psycho Killer, Life During Wartime



 
    


Joy Division - Love Will Tear Us Apart 












Trio - Da, Da, Da










What you will and what you won't
What you do and what you don't
What you can and what you can't
This is what you need to know:
Loved you though it didn't show

Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht

da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da

Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht

da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da

(whispered)
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht.

I know why you ran away, aha
Understand you couldn't stay, aha
Wonder where you are today, aha
After all was said and done
It was right for you to run!

Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht, aha
Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht

da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da

Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da Ich liebe dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht

da da da
da da da
da da da....



Oh, those heady days! 1980 till 1983, 84....

i was in europe for two of those years, hitch-hiked across country from the East Coast to California, and eventually settled in San Francisco, where i got involved with the Haight Street community, punk rock, and anarchist activism.

but in 1980 and 1982, i was in europe.

i dropped out of school after a year and flew to london. i wanted to visit the three major places my ancestors came from - ireland, hungary, and italy, and i wanted to visit the great cities of london, paris, amsterdam, rome, and florence.

i sold ice cream on the beach near san tropez. i picked grapes for wine in provence. worked in a pub in london. worked in a kitchen of a restaurant at gstaad the famed ski resort in the swiss alps. visited my great-grandmother's sister in budapest. stayed with friends of my late friend george solomos, excellent raconteur, con man, and artiste. i became friends with several of them such as mary chapman in london, mark boyden in west cork, and brain and bernie eastwood in dublin.

it was a different world.

there was a party in the countryside in ireland. we were staying in west cork, but this party was over several hills in County Kerry. Hippies and freaks from all over the West of Ireland were there, many from Britain and Europe. Some people camped out in tents behind the farmhouse. There was a campfire. There was acid. There was music.... Several of the songs on the above list were played that night. The songs and the fire and the people and the stories and the stars that night in the sky, are forever stamped upon my memory, as is the slow ride home the next day with kenny from scotland. we were all a little weary. we had been up all night. As we drove the windy roads, after some ian dury and the blockheads (wake up and make love to me), someone put on Dylan's "Blood on the Tracks". And everybody, sang every word, as we drove, otherwise silent and slow, all the way back to Bantry...