Billy Childish ~ 1914 guerre, Buff Medways
Billy Childish Making of de l'album 1914
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1914 Guerre ~ Buff Medways
Billy Childish's number 100-something long player, is a thirty-five minute trip through the troubled mind of poor Billy and, as such, it's a fine and wonderful thing. It would be unfair to accuse The Buff Medways of not progressing musically, that would defeat the very purpose of their existence. That purpose is to kick back against the unrelenting demands and pressures of the so-called music business and produce music that's bloody minded in it's singular determination to create a vibe of muddy punk goodness thats raw and bleeding in its purity and, most of all, honesty. Calling The Buff Medways a punk band is something of a misnomer. Though they undoubtedly have that true punk sensibility of DIY ethics and a refusal to step in line, but the actual music owes more to the raw pre-punk era. Sonja Fagg could be a 60's garage band top ten single that never was, as could Nurse Julie while The Least Disappointed Man is a lovely punk stomp along with twangy psychedelic noise guitars. Highlights are the hilarious Saucy Jack and musical tribute to the WW1 hairstyle, the celebrated (by Billy Childish, anyway) Mons Quif. The lyrics are often hilarious in their timing and delivery. From Barbara Wire we get "Sitting on your father's wall/Feeling only two inches tall/You said you loved me/But you didn't at all" and the ranting polemic You Are All Phonies is a nice little sucker punch waiting on the tail end of the album for the unwary. It's simply great, a nihilistic rant against everything from hip-hop, garage punk, The Gap, mortgages, Small dogs, hedge trimmers, football stars, being cool, celebrities and even the song itself. It's pure Billy Childish at his best and most contrary, demanding to be a cornerstone of the live set and, what's more, he sounds like he means every word. ~ Karl Wareham
http://www.cdtimes.co.uk/content.php?contentid=522
Creatcher in the Rye ~ Billy Childish
Billy Childish. The First Creatcher is Jellosey, 1981
Billy Childish's books, the valuable early ones, mostly look like fanzines - cheaply home printed, stapled with b/w photos and drawings-- some of Childish and his erstwhile consort Tracey Emin. Tracey has gone on to make Rolls Royce money, Billy is still madly productive but more of a cult than a celebrity.
Billy Childish's Rules When Dealing With a Publishing House:
'1. Do not swager yu bollocks when you come in and dont give us any arty shit
yu will resive a brocken jaw and apendiges pretty qwick
2. If yu bottle out n turn out to be a whimpy one we will not give you respect
infact we will do you down.
3. Do not talk of CND feminism or any of that crap or we will bust yu lip
We talk the strong langwige that only children can bear
we drink neat carosean n smoke full strength navi-cut
our noses are smokeing chimny stacks
they fall over and crush yu wife and kids
We feed on boil pork n black cocain...'
http://www.bookride.com/2008/05/billy-childish-first-creatcher-is.html
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