Tuesday, August 19, 2008

 

My career as sound engineer started as a volunteer in the local youth centre/rock club. For those on this planet not aware of the Dutch rockclub situation: they are all youth-centers. This is how it worked: Since the fifties Dutch leaders realize that you can get kids of the street, regulate their drug use and keep them in control by supplying a building where they can practice their own favorite activities. Through the 60ties the local corner cinema showing “wild” Bill Haley and Beatles movies didn’t fulfill anymore the needs of a next generation. Old buildings like abandoned churches, deserted factories, empty stores, forgotten sheds around city sportsgrounds, aged schools and whatever suitable, were reserved by local authorities for the youth to practice their experiments with mushrooms, liquid-slides, 3 hour long blues-jazz fusion solo’s and full moon dances. These places became the gatherings of likewise to listen too likewise creating their bit of popculture. To keep an eye on the bunch, a “social worker” was hired in (paid by the local town council). Quickly they learned that a “daddy” was unsuitable for this job. Somebody out of their midst would easier be accepted. In the 70ties the amount of  touring bands exploded. The Netherlands located many pop stages, created and subsidized by local councils. Through years these stage expanded into professional performing rooms well equipped by government money, without employees. The place was fully run by volunteers except the social worker. That’s were I came in. Reaching the age to discover more of the “world of rock” I became on my 15^th volunteer in a youth centre, trying to learn something about the mystery of sound.
To keep the history short: the social workers turned into professional promoters. In the last decennium the sheds turned into modern designed cold concrete death popculture industry buildings (I take a jump of 30 years here, but that’s the situation now). The Netherlands is again very good in killing cult with vulge (read: money). I know I know I hear you all scream it out that this is great because in your country………. But hehhhh I like to come in your country and you know why…. Because I can feel that you sweated it getting the gig right, selling the tickets, arranging the technical needs and bests; you actually come to see the gig because you like the band. In these Dutch “youth centers” the promoter became a 9 to 5 office nerd who never shows his face on the actual floor to see and hear the gig booked. The sales statistics on his office desk next day count for the decision if the band ever be booked again. On the floor government paid crew with take care of the night. You cannot come before 5 and have to leave at 1, their shift times…… You know what, I stop. Can go on with endless more stupid rules and regulations that makes The Netherlands one of the most boring places on tour. Call this progress? Ask yourself if “progress” is always the right way to go.
I prefer that Sicilian gig in the cornfield. 10 miles out of town. Beer-crate stage against the barn wall. PA 3 hours late, but who cares. Hanging in a few old camping chairs we have a glass of good local wine with the promoter, watching the warm breeze creating waves over the field. The gig started at midnight in front of an ecstatic crowd.  
Wanted to write a post about Snakefinger. My mind is tricking me here.  


Monday, August 18, 2008  
We would all meet up in the agent’s apartment in Amsterdam, who booked the European tour. This was mid-80ties. I was about to go on my first tour with Laibach, band from Yugoslavia. This was in Laibach’s first Mute period.
I travelled by train. The band arrived one day earlier. Walked from Amsterdam CS to the Nassaukade, the agent’s home. A bit of a stretch but not impossible, anyway, I like to go slow and notice something of my whereabouts. Arriving I rang the buzzer. Somebody upstairs pressed unlock. Ofcourse the 4th floor, no elevator but famous steep narrow Amsterdam staircase. On the last bit I looked up. A strange, older man, in a kind of South German hunting uniform, was standing straight posing like an army officer, eyes stern observing me from above. I was more amused than impressed. Am used to something plus knew the flat lodger. This “officer” could only be a guest, probably Laibach member. “This is going to be funny” I thought. On the platform I introduced myself. Quickly the person dropped his mask and stopped acting. Taking a closer look at him, I thought he looked more like a comedian. The uniform was pretty misplaced on this not so sportive body; fat belly, unshaved. Obvious for a long time nowhere close to army activity or hunting party. Soon I learned that the fake-officer was Igor V. a Slovenian celebrity. In those days Laibach’s “manager”, now into politics and organizing gigs. Had respect for the Laibach members in those days sticking so consequently to their act, also off-stage. Only if we were among us (band and me) they behaved normal. Enjoyed many (for me comical) scenes. They marched into gas-stations stores, parking toilets, and shopping streets. But the best moments were in venues. We arrived in uniforms (not me). To welcome us, a friendly promoter rushes to the van. Suddenly side door slides open. A bunch of arrogant cold guys, back straight, chin up, looking superior down at the enthusiastic local organizer, who’s smile quickly disappears. I grinned from inside.
Everybody who wanted to enter the dressing room had to knock. We all hang around, feet on the table, rolling joins, sniffing coke, picking nose, zipping beer. The usual behavior in the backstage before showtime. More red wine was ordered and expected. Suddenly “knock, knock”. Quickly a magazine is thrown over the weed and coke, feet of the table, beer under seat. “Jawohl” yels one of the members. Everybody moves their back straight. When door opens all turn their head same time towards the girl carrying a tray full with glasses and few bottles of wine. No word is spoken. Everybody stares disdained at her. Uncomfortable and shy she slowly puts the drinks on the table and rushes away. While the door closes we all move on with our normal activities.
It was not easy maintaining the show in normal life. The off-stage act lasted for one and a half tour, than died a slow death, but for sure was funny.


Sunday, August 17, 2008



Ok. Guests are gone, back on my posts. I start of easy. Would like to share these two pictures with you to give you an impression how the sky can look were I am now.
I take these pictures with a very cheap analogue Agfa Funcam Slimline camera. No extra functions, auto-flash and click. That’s it. The films I use are long over-dated bargains from the local fotostore. They put my films straight on a disc. That’s what you see here. 1 to 1, real, without tricks, pictures.
Its an amazing unlimited action in the air overhere. The Unlimited Sky. First picture you see clearly 2 layers of clouds. The top layer comes from the South-East, meanwhile from the West darker clouds move in underneath. This is live! Second picture: setting sunlight reflects in Southern clouds.



Till tomorrow.


August 14, 15, 16.

Sorry no new post for 3 days. I get guests (they absorb my time, but its fun) and would like to keep the explanation about the two videos above, on top for a few days. Next new post will be on Sunday.

The video Free Music was once complete as a download available here. Noticed that many people got subtracted by the story. The film includes amazing music played by Adam and the Free Music clan. Therefore I started to edit bits into music-video-clips. Makes the music more obvious. Adam and Free Music rocks!

The other video. Yes yes yes, “never ever go and borrow something from YouTube”, was my statement not that long ago. “Insist on my own player”! Still think like that, but this one is really a major huge big exception. The video is so good. It’s simple and basic but hits the point. What point? Figure it out yourself. If you don’t feel it, you do not have it. In that case stay at home for the rest of you’re life.
The link is here already for 2 months. In doubt that people click it, we made the complete video visual. Its called “Where The Hell Is Matt” (the same name is coincident). You can see a better quality version on YouTube, I left the link above the video. Visit Matt’s site (see “links”) for more info.


Wednesday, August 13, 2008.


In general people do not change that much when they get older. The basic character of the “wild” years stays with you till the end. Through time you learn plus gain some experience and therefore approach situations more confident and calm. Some move a bit in the direction like “how dad was”. Often fought-against in the young years, now the same authoritarian bully with some extra baggage from the “alternative” years.Do not know if the latter counts for me. I prefer still to create space for everybody so they can find the amount of ease and freedom needed within respect for everything else. In my younger years we (bunch of people; “the scene” in town) created a “fanzine” called “Piss Off”. Have to smile writing this down. Wow! What a name. The impact sounds so different being older. Anyway, the “Piss Off” was a compilation of pictures and articles about all kind of things. Music reviews, Limbabwe announcements, politics, opinions, borrowed articles, drawings and pictures,….. No particular direction, although it was very punkrock orientated. The Limbabwe website is still a kind of “Piss Off” with some minor changes. Its not made by a group anymore, only the webmaster and me (like to keep it that way). Not printed on paper by cheap stencil, just a few bits in a server-computer (all things must past). Limbabwe is more a reflection of one person; me. But the basics of this page are still the same; a compilation of articles, music, video’s. Some I borrow, some are made by other for this page, most I create myself. Think the page is hard to categorize. For sure what you have here is more than just a record-label page. Added many personal stories about travelling, my past, pictures about my touring, music from others, band booking (work) opinions a.s.o. Think the site became a “weird type” personal home-page. Like to keep it this way. Fuck the labels people try to stick on you. Release yourself from chains in your brains!

Wanted to write something about the two new video’s that you can see above since today.
The video Free Music was once complete as a download available here. Noticed that many people got subtracted by the story. The film includes amazing music played by Adam and the Free Music clan. Therefore I started to edit bits into music-video-clips. Makes the music more obvious. Adam and Free Music rocks!
The other video. Yes yes yes, “never ever go and borrow something from YouTube”, was my statement not that long ago. “Insist on my own player”! Still think like that, but this one is really a major huge big exception. The video is so good. It’s simple and basic but hits the point. What point? Figure it out yourself. If you don’t feel it, you do not have it. In that case stay at home for the rest of you’re life.
The link is here already for 2 months. In doubt that people click it, we made the complete video visual. Its called “Where The Hell Is Matt” (the same name is coincident). You can see a better quality version on YouTube, I left the link above the video. Visit Matt’s site (see “links”) for more info. Like to end today’s post with an (little bit adjusted) quote borrowed from Vi Subversa (Poison Girls):



Tuesday, August 12, 2008.


The world is a safe place. I say this so often to many people. Travel and find out. On parties, in bars,….. I get reactions like: “you should not go there….” “there it is…..” Their knowledge is based on information gained by the media; the news. Those who stay at home have a very wrong impression about the planet. I said this so often, here on these Limbabwe pages. News reflects short moments on small spots involved by few people. Even if these few people are for example 100.000 fanatics on a square in Teheran, it is wise to ask yourself what the other 65 million people are doing in Iran at that moment. These 100.000 are just a fraction of the complete population. Question: “do these people represent the complete country with their action”. The news does not answer. They only inform about what happened, preferable edited in attempt to influence you. Stay cool, balance the information, and take your own conclusion. Or do like me. For many years I distance myself from all media. I travel and therefore get the information directly, on the spot, unfiltered, unedited, straight from the source; the people living there. Most people are nice, they like to explain their culture, express their vision, inform you what actual did happen. In all my travelling I hardly met anyone who was not willing to talk, explain and help me. Made some friends this way, all over the world and came to the conclusion that people are from their heart nice, friendly and good. This makes travelling, wherever you go, one of the safest things to do. Ofcourse experienced a few lesser convenient encounters. Nothing to serious. I remember somewhere in the 90ties The Balkan war was on its top. Entered a bar in Ljubljana. Figuring out I was born in The Netherlands, the barman, recent refugee from Bosnia, turned very aggressive to me. He almost became physical. “Ho ho wait una momento”! Tried to explain that I don’t give a shit about The Netherlands. Carrying a Dutch passport does not mean that I agree with/ are responsible for any of their political or other actions. Try to be as less as possible in The Netherlands and prefer not to discuss any subjects related to this country. Do not feel Dutch! Of course with all respect for people living in The Netherlands. There are loads of nice individuals, as everywhere in the world, and culturally the spot is worth a visit. But all that does not represent whatever their government, army and media are up too. Could not explain this the barman. He was far to freaked out. Sadly some local friends needed to jump in holding him back. I did not made any move, neither said word, to make him angry. But do understand it. Although he never told me his story, a very heavy recent experience might have turned the anger on. Hope that now, many years later, he calmed down, found luck in his live, and maybe even reads this.

Monday, August 11, 2008.




This is sentiment. Since falling into a different subject everyday, I allow myself to write this. Don’t worry the Dee Dee Ramone, Laibach and all other stories will be continued like my life-style: whenever I feel for it.

Rock and roll is in my bones. Although Harry Belafonte tunes vibrated the air during my birth, someone down the street must have been jamming a Link Wray song, loud!

I confiscated the little family pick-up in the living room before making my first steps and started the career of a DJ since my 3^rd year. The dearest close family can confirm this. Do not know if they always were happy with my self-employed new job, but I was dedicated singing along with the records spinned. Still do that up to day. As I write this Richard Hell grooves waggle the needle. Automatically words leave my mouth; “love comes in spurts, oh no it hurts……” Very funny lyrics. The guy was a genius. Anyway, being so young and obsessed by records, someone in the family came on my 4^th birthday with the first unforgettable great present in live: a gift-coupon to be exchanged for a 7 inch 45rpm in the local record store. Sleepless nights followed. Couldn’t wait to turn this useless piece of paper into a great vinyl disc with magical grooves. The next Friday was thee day. My older brother had time-of in the afternoon and we both headed downtown. At the record-store-counter I proudly showed my coupon, no idea what to buy. Couldn’t even mention one name. The lady of the store had a solution. She came with a pile of records and played them for me so I could choose the most favorite. It became a memorial day for her too. No blame for the thought 4 years old likes kiddy music. The pile was all stupid dumb children and fairytale records. She played the one after the other. I knotted no with every tune. The first so friendly lady got a bit annoyed. Even my brother, who checked the complete store already twice, became impatient. My first record-store visit and I was picky. Got attracted by a raw Chuck Berry tune playing in the background . Both her and my brother clearly disapproved. Too young. Observing my interest, she suddenly snapped her fingers, dived into the storage and returned with another kid-record, but played the flip (B) side. I smiled! Yes! Yes! Yes! This is what I want. The song was a premature rock tune, sung by children in Dutch called “De Drummer Is Mijn Broer” (My Brother Is The Drummer). It was a new, recent release. The music attracted me in the first place. A wild raw beat. Loud drums and rockin’ rhythm. Coming home spinned the tune over and over until bed time. It absorbed me. This is it! This is what I was looking for my whole complete live, barely 1460 days old. Even the lyrics were striking. So about my situation: a kid who’s older brother rehearses with his rock and roll band in the backyard shed. The kid dreams to become a rock-musician.



Sunday, August 10, 2008.


The list of records I sell is ready. See below. Prices and more info about each individual record appear on the usual internet selling pages. Take a good look. I have some very rare and interesting sales. If you are interested email me -email- . In the future I will sell more. This is just a start


DAS ABENDPROGRAMM riskant 4004
LAURIE ANDERSON-HOME OF THE BRAVE warner bros 925 400-1 WE 381 1986
AUDIO ACTIVE – APOLLO CHOCO REMIXED on-u sound 0095lp/efa lp 18695-1 AUDIO ACTIVE/UNIVERSE CREW green tea GTT003
AUDIO ACTIVE featuring I-ROY-IDLE DRAGON beat records THC-01
AUDIO ACTIVE-HAPPY SHOPPER IN EUROPE EP on-u DP 35/efa DP 186 35-1 ANGELIC UPSTARTS- WOMAN IN DISGUISE anagram/cherry red 12ANA3 A CERTAIN RATIO – SEXTET fact 55
THE CRAZY WORLD OF ARTHUR BROWN atlantic SD8198
DE BRASSERS kremlin KR004
BLACK FLAG-EVERYTHING WENT BLACK aggressive rockproduktionen AG0015
BAD BRAINS-I AGAINST I sst 065
BGK-JONESTOWN ALOHA vogelspin BITE008
BGK-NOTHING CAN GO WRONG vogelspin BIG BITE011
BAD MANNERS-DON’T KNOCK THE BALDHEAD pork pie/vielklang LC7152
THE CLASH-GIVE THEM ENOUGH ROPE epic JE35543
THE REBIRTH OF COOL PHIVE fourth & broadway BRLPD 617
CROSBY,STILLS,NASH & YOUNG-LOOKING FORWARD reprise 9362-47436-1
JIMMY CLIFF-IN CONCERT THE BEST OF reprise/warner bros MS2256
CORA-UND DER MC IST WEIBLICH mzee 034/efa 11734-1
CONSPIRACY INTERNATIONAL-ONE cti1/rough trade
CHRIS AND COSEY-EXOTIKA pias BIAS69
CYPRUS HILL-SKULL & BONES Columbia 495183-1
CULTURE-CULTURE AT WORK shanachie 43047
DUB POETS DUB heartbeat HB30
DUB SYNDICATE-HIGHER THAN HIGH lion and roots mix plate 2/ efa 39852-6 1998 DUB SYNDICATE-FEAR OF A GREEN PLANET lion and roots 002LP/efa 39802-1
DILLINGER-CB200 mango MLPS9385
500% DYNAMITE soul jazz records sjr55
DEAD KENNEDYS-PLASTIC SURGERY DISASTERS alternative tentacles/static VIRUS27/STATLP11
DOPAMIN-HELION heimelektro ulm heim 13LP/efa 50663-
EKSEPTION-3 philips 6413 007
EKSEPTION-5 philips 6423 042
EKSEPTION-BEGGAR JULIA’S TIME TRIP Philips 6314 001
DIE FANTASTISCHEN VIER-4:99 four music/Columbia 4942381000
FEHLFARBEN-12” SUPERSOUND MAXI EP welt rekord/emi electrola 062Z 46590
PHILIP GLASS-DANCE NOS. 1 AND 3 tomato 202834
GOD BULLIES-DOG SHOW amphetamine/glitterhouse/efa ARR 9/87 EFALP05587-08
GENTLEMEN-TRODIN ON four music/Columbia FOR494885 0
GOLDEN EARRING-LIVE polydor 2625 034
GORE-WREDE (THE CRUEL PEACE) megadisc MD7905
HALF MAN HALF BISCUIT-BACK IN THE D.H.S.S. probe plus PROBE4
I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVY-ST. KILDA’S ALRIGHT MM007
DIE KREUZEN touch & go LP4
KING CRIMSON-IN THE COURT OF island/ariola 88 166 XAT
LAIBACK-REKAPITULACIJA 1980-84 walter ulbricht schallfolien WULP003/4 LAIBACH_KRST POD TRIGLAVOM-BAPTISM Walter Ulbricht Schallfolien, Sub Rosa WULP 005 / 006, SUB 33006/7-9
THE LAST POETS-TIME HAS COME-SAMPLER mercury melp149
LOLITA-LOLITA sokoj/skuc-forum
MDC-MILLIONS OF DEATH COPS mdc1
MONO-NEW YORK SOUNDTRACKS human highway/virgin Japan/temporary residents TRR74
JASON MOLINA-PYRAMID ELECTRIC CO secretly Canadian 83
MADONNA-RAY OF LIGHT maverick warner bross W0444T
MANDRILL-ENERGIZE montage ST72008
NO MEANS NO-SEX MAD psyche industry records/alternative tentacles VIRUS56 NEGAZIONE-LO SPIRITO CONTINUA… konkurrel 039/101
OUTKAST-STANKONIA laface/arista 73008-26072-1
OCHO-OCHO universal sound uslp12
OCHO-II universal sound USLP13
THE PHARCYDE : 7 vinyls.
TESTING THE WATERS
TESTING THE WATERS
TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES
IMANI “Citizen Strange”
IMANI “Citizen Strange” Strange / SUPERNATURAL Rahhh
CHOICES/STORM
ALLMYGHTY MYGHTY PYTHONS
IGGY POP & JAMES WILLIAMSON-KILL CITY radar/wea RAD2
PAYITALLBACK 6 on-u LP96/efa 18696-1996
PRINCE FAR I & TRINITY-HEAD TO HEAD rocky one RGLP021
PANIC-13 universe productions LS-7
PUSSY GALORE-RIGHT NOW! Product inc./Caroline 33prod19
PRINCE-GRAFFITI BRIDGE paisley park/warner bross 7599-27493-1 WX361
PRINCE-FOR YOU warner bros BSK1350
Q.E.D. nlcentrum/pias N.L.C.001
RUTS-GRIN & BEAR IT virgin 203 056-320 ariola
THE RAPEMAN-BUDD touch and go/torso/efa MS0233702
LOU REED-METAL MACHINE MUSIC rca CPL2-1101
ROOTS RADICS-FREELANCE kingdom KVL9021
THE SLITS-UNTITLED (Bootleg Retrospective) Y3
MARK STEWARD-HYSTERIA mute I2 92
SUNS OF ARQA- DJ FILES WHIRLING DUB arka 602
IGGY AND THE STOOGES-METALLIC 2X KO-OPEN UP AND BLEED skydog international SKI622321
SEX PISTOLS-SPUNK blank bla169 1977
BIM SHERMAN & THE VOLUNTARY century 100/on-u sound
STAX-FUNK-GET UP & GET DOWN stax/fantasy SX020
ARNOLD SCHOENBERG :
SERENADE OP.24/SUITE OP.29 SCHOENBERG ENSEMBLE/REINBERT DE LEEUW VOL.2 harlekijn/Philips 6570 812
KLAVIERWERK MAURIZIO POLLINI deutsche grammophon 2530 531
CRATCH ACID-BERSERKER fundamental/red rhino HOLY2
TEST DEPT/BRITH GOF-GODODDIN media city C.M.C.4
21^ST CENTURY SOUL talkin loud/mercury 534 742-1
CECIL TAYLOR-AIR ABOVE MOUNTAINS enja 3005
TONY D-POUND FOR POUD grand central GCLP102
ULTRAVOX-HA HA HA island/ariola 25 499XOT
VELVET UNDERGROUND-EVIL MOTHERS-RARE VELVETS skydog LP003
DAS WESEN-WHO HAD A HEART torso 1214 VR 22327


Saturday, August 09, 2008.


“You tour with a marching band”. The cynical remark from a colleague was still spinning through my head as we left the Benelux. It was in the second half of the 80ties. I was on the road with Laibach. Their Mute release “Opus Dei” was just about to break trough. We travelled a van from The Netherlands to Belgium. Next show was in Germany. Outside the Benelux Europe still had borders. Drug search, especially coming from The Netherlands, were to be expected. At the Belgium/German border we got picked out by German Custom. The van had to drive aside. A stern looking officer marched towards us. “New member in the band?” I thought. He walked to the van, opened the side door. “Musik gruppe gerade aus Holland” (Band just from The Netherlands), he said. “Die haben drogen dabei” (You must have drugs on you). I never liked these statements from government officers. You are already convicted before you did the crime. Something doesn’t fit here. They are to defend the “free democratic” system where they so strongly convinced believe in. Still behave and talk totally opposite. Very often I mentioned in these posts that border-officers are the wrong people on the job.
We got searched. First a quick look in the van, than everybody had to empty their pockets. On the table appeared the usual pocket-contents; coins, handkerchiefs, Swiss army knifes, cigarettes, tobacco, wallets,…. . Everything got inspected. Sticking his nose in a bag of Dutch tobacco, a grin came on the Laibach-looking border-officer face. Inside the bag was a tiny little miniscule bit of hash. “Who’s tobacco is this?” he asked. First some shy behavior of band members. Jannie (bandleader) started to talk with the officer. This tobacco-sack appeared to be owned by one of the main band-members. “I can take you to jail for this” the officer barked. “Two weeks minimum”! It was one of those people who think they can save the world by strict obeying rules. Jannie with the convicted and officer disappeared into a building. The van got totally turned inside out by other officers. Nothing more was found (there was none). 6 hours later and 2000 marks (deposit and bail) lighter, we could move on. Made it just before doors at the Cologne venue. No soundcheck that night.
Nowadays in the EC, stories like above are hard to imagine. It is for many young people, or those who travel Europe now the first time, impossible to picture the situation barely 10 years ago. Or for example 20 years ago, driving to West Berlin. I still have many posts to write.


Friday, August 08, 2008.



“In October 1977 the Punk generation held it’s breath awaiting the release of the Sex Pistols debut album, “Never Mind The Bollocks Here’s The Sex Pistols” but to those in the know the previous month had seen the release of an alternative and illegal Sex Pistols studio debut album called “Spunk”. Now of legendary status, those familiar with the under the counter bootleg culture ventured into record shops to purchase this black slab of wax if they could find it.
“Spunk “was as raw and edgy as The Sex Pistols, it was the real deal and as Punk Rock as you could get. The album was as basic as it comes...a slab of black wax with the Blank label in punk pink and white. The catalogue number read BLA 169 and it said the record was published by White Bitch and produced by P. Dickerson in 1977. On the run out groove of the black wax the name of the well-known pressing plant that pressed it up was scratched out. The labels on the record state the labels name to be Blank and the band called “SPUNK”.
The actual sessions that make up “Spunk “stem from 3 recording sessions with the late Dave Goodman the first being at Denmark Street Rehearsal Room in Soho in July 1976 and the tracks recorded here, and used, were “Seventeen”, “Satellite”, “No Feelings”, “Just Me (I Wanna Be Me)” and “Submission” with overdubs at Riverside Studios in Chiswick in the same month.
The next recording session took place at Wessex Studios in Highbury in October 1976 with only one track being used from the two recorded and that was an early take of “Anarchy In The U.K.”.
The final session, which made up the flipside of the album ,took place at Gooseberry Studios in Soho London in January 1977 where “God Save The Queen”, “Problems”, “Pretty Vacant”, “Liar”, “Who Was It (EMI)” and “New York (Looking For A Kiss)” were all put to tape and later mixed at Eden Studios in Chiswick.
The history of the Sex Pistols is well documented and anybody with a vague knowledge of the band will understand that this is possibly one of the most important Sex Pistols documents from the that musical era known as Punk Rock.
It is in fact only the Sex Pistols “Never Mind the Bollocks” record that tops “Spunk” but they are two different beasts with “Never Minds The Bollocks” having little to no involvement from Glen Matlock. Steve Jones gave a master-class in guitar and bass playing on that record but here at least on “Spunk” you can hear that Matlock was a great driving force on bass. “Spunk” is the forgotten document for what was the original Sex Pistols and for that fact alone it should take pride of place next to “Never Mind The Bollocks”…Here’s The Sex Pistols”…enough said.”


It was on a festival in the 70ties; some time before “Never Mind…..” was released. On the festival market in a record stand I found this rare Sex Pistols bootleg. Yep, I have that album since. Got it in my hand right now (type with the other). The condition of the record is very good. Hardly ever played. The cover, cheap made, shows some traces of use but is still in a fair condition. As I mentioned posts ago, wanna get rid of lots of crap I never use, so I offer it for sale. Be aware, I know the price and see it online offered for around Euro 200,--! Interested in this museum piece? Drop me a mail -email-



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