Coco Steel & Lovebomb – It! (1994)

30th March 2010

[description]The first album from Chris’s band, a mix of clubby and atmospheric chill tracks. Launched 1994 on Warp.[/description]




Cork City Airport, or, how was that for you?

30th March 2010
At this level you have to take your chances, because they are few and far between, or you’ll get punished, Gary. I think we’ve been watching so much football punditry that the language is rubbing off on me.

It’s unbelievable, of you don’t have the confidence to take it all the way, if you’re not as solid in defence as you are ruthless in attack…

There I go again.

But it’s no surprise that I am a little zoned out, Gary. We’ve worked on five tracks in four days, watched as many matches, run the immaculate loop and talked about just about everything.

Now I’m on the way back to town, soul lagging behind, still somewhere just outside Leap. Mind strangely empty, in neutral.

Half time, that’s what it’s like. It’s started but it’s not over, but nothing’s happening. There’s a long way to go Gary, both physically and metaphorically.

Let’s just hope the lads are up to the challenge.

Who said that?

29th March 2010
‘I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – Too? Then there’s a pair of us? Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know!

How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one’s name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!’

Emily Dickinson

So we have poetry in our hearts and music on the hard drive. We have fed the dogs, stared out of the window, scared away the crows, now it is time to take stock. There are new tunes. For the record they currently have these names: Promenade Des Anglais, Coeur De Lyon, Macaroon, Afrobeat and Cape Clear.

Maybe it’s an aviary

28th March 2010
‘To see the world in a grain of sand, And heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour.’

William Blake, Auguries of Innocence

William could have been writing about today, this place. It’s 5/4 time, techno and castanuelas, on a new tune called, for reference, Macaroon, after the French capital’s favourite sweet delicacies. Soon enough macaroons in Macroom become kalimbas in Cameroon as we become the Macroom City Orchestra, the Cork and Cameroon district big band.

In the heart of the country

27th March 2010
Back in the County, at the heart of it, on the river bend, we walk down to the boat house, watch the rowers power up to the jetty and back, up to the jetty and back, like the birds in some long lost song from a distant memory of another life when she had red soft lipstick lips and everything was fine. I study a book of black and whites as maestro reclines on the day bed and the dogs pad about outside, sniffing the air, being dogs, and the reeds whisper sweet nothings to each other through the too clean glass. The work is by Jean Loup Sieff. In the 60s, when everything was monochrome and oh so simple, he made a photo essay on French new wave cinema, including Jean-Luc Goddard’s classic A Bout De Souffle.

Up the incline, dogs in tow, sun still beating, and back to base, where we find the trailer on Youtube and start playing with the words. La tendresse, la peur, la petit Americaine, et Dieu crea la femme, le Diable dans la peau.

Will there be trouble? It’s all so evocative, nostalgic, warm, fuzzy and beautiful, like the day, like the light splashing on the divan, like the girl on the river with a pony tail and no name. It’s all so perfect, how can there be trouble?