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         Chalkhills Digest, Volume 6, Number 215

                   Monday, 31 July 2000


          Washington Post article on pop culture
                        Did I win?
                    Re: Comedy albums
              Misheard Lyrics (XTC content)
                   and today's word is
                   Oh, You Want it BAD?
                 Andy's Unproduced Songs
                     A Worrying Trend
                 One Non XTC and One XTC
      Then I suddenly remembered what I left at home
        Don't Buy Starpark!(Childrens Guide Thang)
                      Kisses For Me
                 Nice Trip, Shakespeare!
  email addresses; Erik Schlichting's simply insane map
        assorted responses and the other Greenman
                        Dom's Ass
                   Re: French Chalkers


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Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 14:39:10 EDT
Subject: Washington Post article on pop culture
Message-ID: <>

Greetings, Chalk Friends. I hope the link below still works by the time
the distribution is sent.

It's a short essay on "Corporate America, Calling the Tune of Mass
Culture." The author iscusses popular music - then (Mozart) and now
(Shitney Spears; Gawd I could kiss whoever came up with that name!)

If the link doesn't work as is, go to; go to the
search box in the upper right and type in Mozart, or corporate
America. The author is Phillip Kennicott (I'm trying to give you all the
possible search words).

The paragraph that caught me:
"The kind of popular music created by 'N Sync and Britney Spears is an
aberration in the history of music ..." Take if from there, Chalkies.



Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 14:56:39 EDT
Subject: Did I win?
Message-ID: <>

       Rory Wilsher writes:
>A while back, someone (I'm too lazy to check) posted a
>list of spurious band names. But, hidden in amongst
>them, was at least one band who actually existed - as
>in got a recording contract and released records - I'm
>sure some of the other were used at some stage by pub
>bands. So, who can spot the real band? First prize: an
>all-expenses-paid night on the town with international
>celebrity superstar Mr. Vee Tube. Second prize: TWO
>all-expenses-paid nights...(ahh, the old ones are the
>good ones...)
          The answer would be ; Not Drowning, Waving
      I too picked up on that little gem. Now do I get to pick the nights
events or will I have to go along with what has already been planned?
      On the off-hand...   My thanks go out to Jayne and Amy. You know the
        Noone has guessed the lyrics from my post in CH #  6-203
    "Surprise me with some honesty,
    surprise me with some independence...
     Outside there is darkness, outside is the lie, outside stands between us"
        Answer:     "Longest century" - Winter Hours
     Now... I know the score         -Nor


Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 12:29:57 -0700
From: "Ray Michno" <>
Subject: Re: Comedy albums
Message-ID: <>
Organization: My Deja Email (

>> From: Ed Kedzierski <>

(lots snipped)

>> Tracked down Radio Dinner and Lemmings much later on when I was
>> into Lampoon (the magazine - does anyone else miss it?)

I miss that magazine too. I was first introduced to it through old issues
from the early 70's that I picked up at a used book store. They were
hilarious, subversive and slightly naughty for a teenage mind. I even
subscribed to the magazine for several years in the mid 80's but by then
the quality of writing had gone downhill and the magazine resorted to too
much T&A to try to sell issues. It mercifully stopped publishing a few
years later.



Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 15:37:55 EDT
Subject: Misheard Lyrics (XTC content)
Message-ID: <>

I would have sworn the song was called The Wheel and The NAPALM.


Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 21:43:37 +0100 (BST)
From: Rory Wilsher <>
Subject: Techno/Trance/Ambient
Message-ID: <>

Hill people

No, I don't know what these terms mean either, or what
the distinctions are. What I DO know is that there is
a band that do something along these lines that I like
- featured in my aliens list - called The Beloved. I
guess they're Techno "Lite". Anyway, they write pop
songs, with words and tunes, but also have that
"club/rave" image. Apparently their main play is in
what's known as "the chill-out room". I have no idea
what this is - I haven't really done night clubs (are
they still called that?) since FGTH were big, and that
was in another life.

Anyway, along with the "rap music sucks", "new bands
suck", "techno music sucks" threads, there are always
exceptions. But, hey, there were survivors at
Hiroshima. Apparently, there's some former punk/new
wave band around who don't suck...they're still
releasing records...can't remember their name, but
they had an album out called April Penis or something
like that...

Rory "I deserve to get kissed at least once or twice"

p.s. Molly...Bananarama!!! The most successful (UK)
girl band ever in terms of hits (eat your hearts out,
Spice Girls!), yet almost completely ignored by
Eighties anthologisers. Some of their songs were quite good.


Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 23:39:00 +0000
From: Jayne Myrone <>
Subject: and today's word is
Message-ID: <>

A goody.  Go & look it up.

Serious Voice:
"This is an appeal on behalf of those athletes who are in training for
the new Olympic sport of box packing.
At a secret location, so secret they wouldn't tell me, somewhere
in the Cairngorms, these men and women are devoting every
waking hour to getting closer to their dream, the dream of
bringing back gold medals.

What has this to do with me you might ask.
With you generous help and your recommendations, you can
help these athletes get closer to their goal.  All we are asking is
for your (printable) suggestions for CDs, tapes, and yes, even vinyl
to help motivate them even more.  With your help they may reach
their personal best for numbers of boxes packed.
If you want to help please send you thoughts and recommendations
to or to
Thank you.

Ok what this is all about is that I'm packing to move house and
I want to listen to some music that might make it go faster.
Well if I stopped reading the books that I'm supposed to be packing
that might make it go quicker.
Your thoughts would be appreciated.

Can't think of any misheard lyrics just yet, but  in Bohemian Rhapsody
there's supposed to be "the devil's put aside a chesterfield for me."
How sweet.

Comedy records?
Tom Lerher was probably my first taste of comedy on vinyl.
There was a programme called Junior Choice in the UK, which was
aimed at kids. It was on Saturday & Sunday mornings and played
requests.  That's where I heard Poisoning Pigeons for the first time.
This may explain a lot.
Well some of it.
And it wasn't me.

Also that's where I heard Peter Sellars doing a Hard Day's Night in
the style of Olivier doing Shakespeare.  Maybe that should be
A Hard Day's Knight.

I have very vague memories of FireSign Theatre - something to do
with the Giant Rat of Sumatra, A tale for which the world isn't ready.
Help me out here.

Today's real silly thought:
Hugh Grant playing Hamlet.
Need I say more?

XTC content:
I like Nonsuch, and all the negative reviews in the world aren't going
make me change my mind.
How many copies are going to be on the mothership?

"grabbed me by the nadgers and refused to let go"

Can any Brits help out here? Does that mean what I think it does?

ie: nadgers = tallywacker

Bemused under the Ministry

The Mole

They're referred to as "nazums," I believe, in parts of Glasgow.
I've also just notice why orchids are called orchids ( go figure)
- River of Orchids isn't going to sound quite the same again.

Embarrassing first album (be kind):
The Plan by the Osmands (can't remamber how to spel too dai)

I still think the screaming guitars on Crazy Horses isn't bad, she said.

Problem is the LP is well hidden in another part of the UK so my memoryV


better go pack a box or 2 or 3
Jayne the Worrier Queen

want to know how many boxes & books I've packed?
go here - hopefully updated on a daily basis

"Nothing is meaningless if one likes to do it"
Gertrude Stein


Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 18:15:54 EDT
Subject: Oh, You Want it BAD?
Message-ID: <>

OK, we can do BAD....

"Playground in my Mind"? Tschah! The prattling of infants! The merest
insect buzzing in my ear! As flies to wanton boys so is "Playground in my
Mind" to the Gods of Horrible Music! Even Jim Morrison at his most
flatulent couldn't hold a candle to this: Prepare for DEEEEEEP



What Would Cause a Sister of Mercy to Kill?

RAVENNA, Italy, July 28, 2000 -- (Reuters) The affair began simply enough.
Police in this port city on the Adriatic yesterday arrested a disheveled
and plainly distraught woman yesterday on the Strada. The woman, an
indigent expatriate American of indeterminate age, had for several hours
been accosting bewildered female passersby, tearing at their clothing and
browbeating them in Southern American English, a dialect little understood
in this rough port city. Asked what the woman had shouted in her tirade,
one victim simply shook her head dumbly and wandered away, plainly deeply
affected by the experience.

Police have linked the woman's presence in Ravenna to the hasty departure
two days ago of the royal yacht belonging to Prince Rainier of Monaco. It
appears the woman was forcefully ejected from the yacht by strong-arm men
in the employ of Prince Albert of Monaco. They were seen hustling her off
the yacht and onto the quay directly before the yacht sailed, and one of
the bodyguards was heard to threaten the woman with violence and even death
if she ever came anywhere near Europe--or indeed the Western

The woman, who would only give her Christian name, Charlene, to the
authorities, was held for a few hours in a local jail. Apparently her
behavior in the lockup was so disruptive that she was remanded to a local
sanitarium and placed under the care of the Little Sisters of Mercy. A
United States consular officer took her under the care of his office for a
short time, but after approximately one hour she was once again sent back
to the sanitarium: Apparently her countrymen found her as insufferable as
did the police.

Some few hours later she was found in her cell, murdered execution-style
with a single bullet in the back of her head. With stunning irony, the
horrifying act had apparently been carried out by her caretaker, Sister
Maria Eugenia of the Little Sisters of Mercy, who was led away in a
straitjacket. The deranged nun, hitherto known in her order for her
patience and forbearance, claimed loudly that the murder had been an act of

Never in the annals of crime in this far-from-innocent city has ever a
series of events so chilled the blood of even hardened observers of the
bizarre and unusual. What could have caused so saintly a woman as Sister
Maria Eugenia to so completely forget herself as to commit murder--in the
few short hours that the victim was under her care?

We have managed to obtain, from an amateur video enthusiast on La Strada, a
videotape of the woman as she raved at passersby and brought on the series
of events that led to her demise. After lengthy consultation with an
American-lan guage expert, we have managed to piece together the gist of
her disturbing and fateful rant. Some of it is quite incomprehensible and
plainly the illogical product of a deranged mind, but enough of the
allusions to yachts and kings and prostitution point a steady finger of
culpability at Prince Albert and his henchmen. References to illicit
encounters with clergymen must be understood in their context: Apparently
some Anabaptist sects in America allow their clergy to marry, difficult
though that may be to comprehend.  After reading the transcript of the
woman's ravings, readers have unanimously reported an upwelling of sympathy
for Sister Maria Eugenia, and a willingness to grant her claim that the
killing was an act of mercy.

Perhaps a jury will agree.

The Madwoman's Rant

   Hey lady!

   You, lady! Cursing at your life!

   You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife! I've no doubt
   you dream about the things you'll never do--but I wish someone had
   talked to me like I wanna talk to you....

   Ooooh, I've been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run.
   I took the hand of a preacher man, and we made love in the sun...

   Please, lady! Please, lady! Don't just walk away! 'Cause I have this
   need to tell you why I'm all alone today! I can see so much of me
   still living in your eyes! Won't you share a part of a weary heart
   that has lived a million lies!

   Oh, I've been to Nice and the Isles of Greece, while I've sipped
   champagne in a yacht. I've moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo--and
   showed 'em what I've got! I've been undressed by kings and I've
   seen some things that a woman ain't supposed to see...

   Hey: You know what paradise is?

   It's a lie. A fantasy we create about people and places as we'd
   like them to be.

   But you know what truth is?

   It's that baby you're holding. It's that man you fought with
   this morning--the same one you're going to make love with tonight.
   That's truth. That's love.

   Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children that might have
   made me complete, but I, I took the sweet life I never knew, I'd be
   bitter from the sweet! I've spent my life exploring the subtle
   whoring that costs too much to be free! Hey lady! I've been to
   paradise...but I've never been to ME!

Harrison "Imagine Jerry Lewis singing it...Hey lady!" Sherwood

PS: AOL Client Spell Checker wants to change Morrison to "Moron." Just so you


Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 20:42:47 EDT
Subject: Andy's Unproduced Songs
Message-ID: <>

Checking out BMI's list of registered songs by Andy. It's at:

Tally stands at 195, for the record.  What I was interested in was the few I
never heard of, either in demo form, or even just rumored to be worked on.
These are:

Anima Mundi
Ceramic Avenue
Place of Odd Glances
Well for the Sweat of the Moon
And who could forget...Bronze Coins Showing Genitals!

Can anybody shed light on what the hell these are?
Doug M.


Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 02:26:34 +0200
From: "Mark Strijbos" <>
Subject: A Worrying Trend
Message-ID: <>

Dear Chalkers,

Is it just me or are the grrls indeed taking over this asylum?

>Stephanie ("practicing what a NYT article from 1 1/2 years back
> trumpeted as 'The New Transparency,' the risks be damned") Takeshita

Woah! you mean, like, with euh... no clothes on and *nekkid* ???

yours in xtc,

Mark S. @ the Little Lighthouse


Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 18:26:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Molly <>
Subject: One Non XTC and One XTC
Message-ID: <>

Non XTC:
I think Stephanie wrote:
<<Open plea to John Relph: Please, please, please
restore our e-addresses to our responses!  Half the
fun of CH is the networking that goes on off-list.
Sure, sure, you can click back to the previous
screen and run a search on the name you want to
contact and get the info that way, but it wastes
time and won't stymie determined spammers anyway.
FWIW, I haven't had any CH-derived spam problem,
and I'm not the only one.>>

Some people don't like their addresses shown in
public, because a weirdo might start harrassing them.
I do think it would be easier if the ban was lifted.
There have been those times I've wanted a fellow
Chalkhillian's e-mail address, but I haven't been able
to find it, because of those xxx's.  Maybe we should
have a special area on Chalkhills where the people who
want to have their addresses out in public, so people
can look up their information.  I do that with one of
my lists.  I have an information page where I have AIM
names, Yahoo names, e-mail addresses, etc.  So this is
just a suggestion, John.
Now for the slight XTC content.  I was listening to my
Monkees Anthology today, and I was imaging Andy (or
maybe Colin) singing the great song, "Mommy and
Daddy".  I think it was made after Peter left.  I know
Micky Dolenz sings it.  It's a great song.  XTC should
do a Monkees cover album, since as a younger man, Andy
was a fan of theirs.


AIM Name: MFanton00
Fave Quote: "If your flight is going rough, your
soul will lead you to the nearest exit" - Jump -
XTC (A. Partridge)


Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 22:04:11 -0500
Subject: Then I suddenly remembered what I left at home
Message-ID: <>

As of #6-205, here's an accounting of which XTC albums -- and how many
copies of each -- would be going with the aliens to Planet Smile. The
results are curious though not completely surprising:

15 -- English Settlement
9 -- Skylarking
6 -- AV1
5 -- Drums & Wires
5 -- Nonsuch
3 -- Black Sea
3 -- Oranges & Lemons
3 -- Wasp Star
2 -- Fossil Fuel
2 -- Mummer
2 -- Transistor Blast
1 -- Big Express
1 -- Chips from the Chocolate Fireball
1 -- White Music
0 -- Explode Together
0 -- Go 2
0 -- Homespun
0 -- Rag & Bone Buffet
0 -- Upsy Daisy

My informal tally excluded those who said, like Mr Creosote on reviewing the
menu, "I'll 'ave the lot!"

I leave the spin doctoring and wild speculations to others. These are the
facts of the case.



Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 22:57:50 CDT
From: "vee tube" <>
Subject: Don't Buy Starpark!(Childrens Guide Thang)
Message-ID: <>

        I'll be uping the MPs soon enough.
    It's a BOOT! XTC makes no money off of it.
    If you're a collector,have fun.If you just
          want to hear it,CHILL!



Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 19:56:08 +0100
From: "Rory Wilsher" <>
Subject: Kisses For Me
Message-ID: <001601bff9ab$50b61fa0$cea1073e@oemcomputer>


Smudgeboy, you B*ST*RD! Thanks for reminding me of this appalling piece of
Eurovision Trash!

For the uninitiated, this excrement won the Eurovision song contest in197?
And no, I don't really need to know the year. It's "Save All Your Kisses For
Me" by The Brotherhood Of Man. If you don't know what the Eurovision song
contest is, think yourselves lucky! It really is as bad as it sounds.

In revenge, I will merely mention the name Bucks Fizz.

Rory "Reach out and touch faith" Wilsher


Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 23:25:29 -0500
Subject: Nice Trip, Shakespeare!
Message-ID: <>

Klaus Bergmaier asked:

> Has anyone any idea what the great band "Trip Shakespeare" are up to these
> days? I liked all their albums, anyone else here?

The magnificent Trip Shakespeare split after ... Volt, I think, or Lulu? At
any rate, around 1993 or so. Dan Wilson and John Munson went off to make up
two-thirds of a trio called "Semisonic" -- highly recommended! -- and Matt
Wilson, last I checked, was fronting a band here in Minneapolis deliciously
called "Pleasure", though I don't think he's quite macheted his way out of
Local-Band Purgatory.



Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 01:58:43 EDT
Subject: email addresses; Erik Schlichting's simply insane map
Message-ID: <>

Hi, everyone,

Sorry if my earlier email wasn't clear enough about the email
address stripping-vs.-spam issue.  I visit the website's archived
digests, rather than receive it all in email form, and I actually
prefer it that way.  (Besides, I don't trust AOL to be able to
handle it all without screwing something up.)

Other than the initial complaint about spammers that prompted
Webmeister Relph to institute the new policy, has anyone else
had a problem?

Based on my personal experience, if you want to avoid getting
spammed, stay away from CDNow.

As far as actual Chalkhills subscribers getting the email addresses
as before....  I guess membership does have its privileges, doesn't it?   8 )

Erik Schlichting's self-imposed topographical challenge, of mapping
CH'ers by their geographical coordinates, got me to thinking.
What, if any, sociological patterns may emerge?  Will Chalkhill-
dom be revealed as a primarily coastal/metropolitan phenomenon?
Or will the biggest numbers be generated in "flyover America," and
its less-cosmopolitan equivalents in Europe, where there are presum-
ably fewer events of interest [adopting a nasal Tom Lehrer voice]
"to help you forget for a moment your drab, wretched lives"?

[Ahem.  I am kidding, of course.  Keep the safeties locked on
your flamethrowers.]    8 )

It reminded me of the title short story in Will Self's "The Quantity
Theory of Insanity".  In this fantasia of socio-academic satire
and pseudo-scientific inquiry, a psychiatric researcher (or
sociologist, or somesuch) discovers that human sanity and
insanity occur in an autonomously self-regulating temporal
and spatial equilibrium, so that one individual (or group)'s
instability, extremism, or psychosis is mysteriously balanced
and compensated for by the corresponding well-being of their
neighbors over roughly the same time period.  (This could
explain why evangelizing -- and rather desperate -- missionaries
can knock on doors all day long without achieving a single
conversion; their fervour is matched by the masses' combination
of complacency and outright secularism.)

Could we extend the fanciful idea fixe of Self's research scientist,
then, to our own charming, if not entirely "normal," virtual community
of music obsessives?  The hypothetical possibilities boggle the mind
(well, my mind, anyway).  So, to witlessness, a sample scenario:

1)  Chalkhillers and New York City.  Assuming that most New
Yorkers are crazy already (and in the manner of Scorcese's
"After Hours," no less), one would expect to find a suppressed
per-capita average of rabid XTC fans, and by extension, Chalk-
hills subscribers, within the five boroughs.  Of particular interest
to the insanity quantitician is Manhattan's Lower East Side,
whose hipster bohemians -- street artists, heroin addicts, grad
students, and so on -- may, a priori, be sufficiently insane in
their respective ways so as to preclude any competing strains
of insanity, such as the aforementioned substrain of music

Additional studies targeting neighborhoods in Brooklyn, Queens, the
Bronx, and all of Staten Island may also yield provocative results.

A comparative study correlating the results of a number of such
studies with the grossly inflated real estate prices associated with
the New York metropolitan area as a whole may answer the question
"is the cost of living in NYC insane, or what?" as well as offer insight
into the ability or willingness of people to indulge in both cost-of-living
insanity and music-obsessive insanity.  One may well determine that
it's unlikely that the typical denizen of in a 1100-sq.-foot, 2nd-floor
renovated prewar brownstone apt. on the Upper East w/Park view
selling for $800,000 and $2500 maint. (60% deductible), with doorman,
simply doesn't have the insanity left over to maintain a well-stocked
musical library, much less make swap tapes, collect vinyl, hunt for
demos and bootlegs, make pilgrimages to Swindon, ad infinitum ad
nauseum.  Or that even if he/she did still had the requisite nervous
energy to live as a music obsessive, he would more likely be into Sting

Or am I perverting the good professor's pristine theory into a debased
model of economic determinism?

The field remains wide open for insanity quantity theorists to conduct
first-generation studies of most of the world's geographical areas, major
metropolitan areas included, as well as socio-economic groupings.
One could plot Chalkhills membership in Kentucky against the percentage
of that state's public schools teaching creationism; analyze Chalkhills
membership in England's Home Counties cross-referenced with the
incidence of animal rights militancy there, or plumb the (presumed very
low) Chalkhills membership rates in a maximum-security prison in Brazil.

Really, the sky's the limit.

One more point needs to be made about I-quantity theory:  it applies as
much to intra-group as to inter-group analysis.  I.e., could it be that
the paranoid delusions of a certain devilish troublemaker and his multiple
personalities (or actual friends), as well as the exuberant piscatic fantasy
of the Chalkhiller that, were Freud to write a case study on him, might
well designate "The Fish Man," and even a handful of over-the-top,
pretentiously verbose, self-indulgent, if self-mocking, freewheeling
yakkers who'll seize upon any personal or cultural pretext -- such as
elaborating at endless length upon some trivial, half-baked short story
they've read at one time but can't even be bothered to consult to get
the pertinent facts straight, just because they are such inveterate
show-offs -- are actually responsible for the bulk of the Chalkhills
community remaining sane by comparison?  Relatively sane, that is.

It certainly bears finding out.

Stephanie ("But I'm not crazy, even if I am living in 'Jersey") Takeshita


Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 02:05:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: brown <>
Subject: assorted responses and the other Greenman
Message-ID: <>

>From, in digest #210-

<<I really don't want my Chalkhill brethren to think that I have a violent
streak, but if we were cave people I would definitely be clubbing old Neil
down to an unrecognizable and silent bundle of fur and stringy hair.>>

I thoroughly enjoyed your description of a gruesome, and yet completely
understandable act.

(When the sh*t comes down, I want to be in your tribe!)
- - - - - - -
Phil asked which artists make us physically ill-

Me- "Alex, I'll take vomit-inducing schlock rockers for $500.."

Alex- "This repugnant troll has recorded scads of puerile crap, including
such gems as, Two Tickets To Parasite, Baby Hold On, and the god-awful, Take
Me Home Tonight (complete with an embarrassing duet with the obviously spent
Ronnie Spector).."

Me- "Who is Eddie Money."

Christ! here come the gastric spasms...

Lest I forget.. listening to Foreigner usually brings about a rapid review
of lunch.
- - - - - - -
One more thing-
I know the subject of the Greenman has been well covered here, but has
anyone ever heard of a Greenman or Stickman in the context of Native
American mythology?  O.K., so the source was suspect (on an episode of
Northern Exposure).. it did get my attention..

I have one book on Inuit mythology, and I did a little scouting on the
web... didn't find any reference to a Native American Greenman.  I'll prowl
the library and my local book store tomorrow (now I HAVE to know if an
Indian Greenman exists!).. if anyone out there has any info/insight to
offer, I'd appreciate it.  Thanks!

Off to dreamland,

Debora Brown

- - *Holy Wedgie, Batman!.. These tights are killing me!* - Burt Ward


Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 02:35:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: brown <>
Subject: Dom's Ass
Message-ID: <>

..He done came back to the five and dime-

Another highly entertaining post, Mr. Lawson.. like backing into a hot
stove, stark naked..  painful AND humiliating.. and it sure leaves an
impression!  Thank you sir, may we have another?

Debora Brown


Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 14:14:23 +0200
From: "Emmanuel Marin" <>
Subject: Re: French Chalkers
Message-ID: <000701bff956$990664e0$3cbe8aa4@ftictspudr>

> How many Chalkers do we have from the City of Lights?  Is XTC well-known
> in France?  Judging from the friend that I will be staying with, the
> answer is a resounding 'non!' - he's never even *heard* of them.

I have no figures to prove what follows, but I'm pretty sure that
nowadays, the XTC member who has been heard the most often
by French listeners is Colin Moulding, because he played the
bass lines in some of L'Affaire Louis Trio's songs...And, then
again, your French friend surely knows about L'Affaire Louis
Trio because of their early hits, not because of their last albums !

> Ok, seeing as I will have some time on my hands to explore Paris and
> it's environs - are any of the parisien(ne)s chalk denizens willing to
> offer me advice as far as music in Paris is concerned?  Are there some
> places or bands that I should know about?

During August the Paris inhabitants leave and are replaced by
the tourists so... :-) Anyhow, don't spend your time going to
the "big" music shops (FNAC and Virgin) for some XTC
material : there, at best, you'll have the latest album and two
or three old ones. No rare material at all. Or, should I say,
it's even rarer in France ! (I saw the "Song Stories" and "How
Eastern Theathre came to be" once).


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