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         Chalkhills Digest, Volume 6, Number 279

                 Tuesday, 3 October 2000


               You Thought *We* Were Bad...
             Still Think It Looks Like a Duck
                   That horrible night
               Andy Partridge & Harold Budd
              Transistor Blast & Mr. Easter
            The Sugarplastic *are* Fans of XTC
                      It's Only Love
        Tis the season to be Mummer! ..and thanks
                     AW: Six Degrees
                  Re: The Dream is Over
                 RE: I've gone all Psonic
                When words are not enough
                     Chomsky article
                      Andy Pod-ridge
                 Anniversaries are cool.
                       Philly radio
                Undiscovered (by some) XTC
   where have all the digests gone...long time passing!


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Date: Fri, 29 Sep 2000 11:43:31 EDT
Subject: You Thought *We* Were Bad...
Message-ID: <>

 From the September '00 ish of _Mojo_, illustration of the subtle difference
between a Labor of Love and a Labor of Rather Creepy Compulsion....

   If, like me, you were heartbroken when Mr. Robert Smith
   announced that The Cure's latest album, _Bloodflowers_,
   would definitely be their last, you can seek solace in the
   diligent work of three true believers in Buenos Aires who have
   just completed an astounding CD collection which features Cure
   fans from around the world covering every single song the
   back-combed ones ever recorded. All 431 of them.

   "It was a way for people to show their love of the band,"
   explained Argentinian record-store owner and project coordinator
   German, "They're a band that you grow up with, they're part of
   your youth."

   The project was coordinated over the web at and they even managed to present
   the CD collection (of which there are only 500 in existence)
   to Mr. Smith himself in New Orleans. "He seemed pleased --
   he'd said that he'd been following the project," says German.
   "But he wasn't very demonstrative. Maybe he's not a demonstrative
   kind of person."

That's one possibility, I suppose...

Kind of puts the "Chalkhills' Children" projects into perspective, doesn't it?

So: Who up for, it, gang? Every single XTC song ever done--gotta be a piece
of cake, right? And then when we're done, we troop up to Swindon and present
the whole enormous, lovingly crafted pile to Partsy and Moulding, who will,
I'm certain, leap at the chance to show what "demonstrative" fellows they
are... Big hugs all around... Come on, you guys! Somebody set up a website!

Harrison "Demonstrative is as demonstrative does" Sherwood


Date: Fri, 29 Sep 2000 12:00:07 EDT
Subject: Still Think It Looks Like a Duck
Message-ID: <>

>Subject: Check out The Canonical List of Weird Band Names
>The Canonical List of Weird Band Names

Funny indeed, but did you try the link near the top of the page, the one
offering a "Zillion Zappa Quotes"? Try it: Get a load of the background image
they used... (

Harrison "Mup" Sherwood


Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2000 01:07:44 -0700
From: "Drew MacDonald" <>
Subject: That horrible night
Message-ID: <005201c02ab5$8317dc00$>

Tom K.:
> This may be a delicately macabre thread idea, but maybe a good
> cartharsis and a good tribute to Lennon's memory for the anniversary
> ... maybe those of us who remember that horrible night could relate
>  their tales.  You know, where were you, what were you doing, how
>  it affected you.

I was living in northern New York State, and the news of the shooting came
to me in a phone call that woke me from a deep sleep. It was my editor at
the daily newspaper where I was then employed, who knew I was a fan and
wanted to know if I would come in to add "color" to the paper's story.

When I got to the newsroom, I could see why he called me. The wire-service
material coming in was appallingly generic, focusing on the well-known parts
of Lennon's public life (the "Jesus" quote, the "bed-in," the FBI crap,
etc.) instead of on the music and what John meant to at least two
generations of music lovers. I was able to provide some of that perspective,
along with quotes from local luminaries (several of whom got the news from
me when I woke them up. Those were hard calls to make.)

I stayed there until deadline, churning out copy and juggling incoming
comments. When the edition was finally put to bed, I left the building with
a bunch of similarly shell-shocked graveyard-shift employees. We ended up at
a 24-hour diner, where we camped out at a table and spent the next several
hours trying to work through the event and what it meant.

For what it's worth, we never figured that out. And I still never have. I am
now older than John ever got, and there has yet to be a death outside my
immediate family that has affected me so much.



Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2000 11:44:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: The Colonel <>
Subject: Andy Partridge & Harold Budd
Message-ID: <>

I just picked up the quasi-ambient album by Patridge
and Budd. Anybody have more info on this project, how
it came about, etc. It's just such a departure for
Andy that I was curious and thought someone might have
some background info...

The Colonel


Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2000 15:55:47 EDT
Subject: Transistor Blast & Mr. Easter
Message-ID: <>

Dear Chalk Children -

I believe it was the bright and thoughtful and always entertaining Mr. Easter
who recommended getting Transistor Blast and, because I'm such a god**am
monkey, I did.

WOWSER! He's right! Live, from New York, it's XTC!!! If you don't have it, I
guarantee it will bring huge grins to you!

The whole package is worth it to hear Another Satellite live. I can even
start to handle some of that early noise, er, MUSIC from White Music.

So I repeat his recommendation: Go Get It!



Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2000 15:34:19 -0400
From: "Derek Christoff" <>
Subject: Airplay
Message-ID: <00c601c02b15$6e450ae0$>

A lot of Chalksters write in with sightings (hearings) of Wasp Star tracks
on radio. In Hamilton Canada, XTC are getting continuous airplay of both
Man/Love... and Stupidly Happy. The clincher was as I sat in a bar playing
NTN trivia and drinking a beer, Man/Love.. came on; and almost the whole bar
began singing along and discussing XTC, how they havent been around for a
while and blah blah ...Nigel... etc. It was kinda kool. I must admit it's
neat to hear XTC on the airwaves.
Just a passing thought, doesn't that Third Eye Blind song sound like
Stupidly Happy sorta, kinda. Which came first I wonder.?


Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2000 16:23:53 CDT
From: "joe _" <>
Subject: The Sugarplastic *are* Fans of XTC
Message-ID: <>

The Sugarplastic are only second to XTC in my book.  ("Polly Brown" is the
best Mummer-era single Andy never wrote.)

For the record, Ben Eshbach, the principal singer/songwriter contributed
this as part of an essay at :

"A lot of comparisons got thrown around at us. We were compared to Gentle
Giant (!), The Kinks, The Pixies, 10cc, The Talking Heads and, of course,

About XTC. It was sometime around 1993 or 1994 that some interviewer
surprised us with the news that we apparently did not like to be compared to
XTC. We weren't (and still aren't) sure where that rumor began, but it began
strong and hasn't ever let up. Interviewers now always preface their XTC
comparisons with, "Now I know you guys don't like it when your compared to
XTC but..." This is always sure to get an eye-rolling from the band - and
this eye-rolling is almost always misinterpreted as "Yep! That's right!
Enough with the XTC comparisons." The fact is, though, that we've never been
bothered by the comparison; not a single bit. We love XTC. They were an
inspiration for the band, and anyone familiar with their stuff can hear
that. I've sung about Mr. Moulding in the song Arizona on our first record,
(the song itself is a weak parody of Life Begins at the Hop.) Occasionally a
writer will parade his musical acumen (perhaps for the benefit of his fellow
writers) by making the comparison in a derogatory, even mealy-mouthed, way.
That's bothersome. We've read some articles by people who go overboard. My
experience has been that the biggest XTC fans are the least likely to see
this exaggerated likeness."

I strongly encourage XTC fans to purchase their latest CD, "Resin" at .  (I have an extra copy that I'm willing to trade for
XTC stuff.)  "Radio Jejune" can be found at CDNow, Amazon, etc.  "Bang, The
Earth Is Round" is out of print, but can be found second-hand pretty easily.

And you can learn more about the band at their website, as well as another
ongoing Relph project at

Best Regards,


Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2000 18:17:46 EDT
Subject: It's Only Love
Message-ID: <>

In 6 #278 Bert wrote:

>> I'm not familiar with "It's Only Love" so can't comment
on that, <<


"It's Only Love" is one of THE most beautiful Beatles songs. Smoochy and
dreamy. Only John Lennon ....

Am I done giving advice yet?
Oh! I hear the dinner bell...



Date: Sun, 1 Oct 2000 13:13:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Brown <>
Subject: Tis the season to be Mummer! ..and thanks
Message-ID: <>

..hello?.. is this thing on?..ahem.. -Thank you, fellow employees, and a
special thanks to my dear friend and cubicle mate, Mr. Hanks.  It is an
honor to be chosen as 'employee of the month'.  Without the support of my
colleagues, and my own unhealthy obsess..I mean sincere belief in the Mummer
product, I would not be standing here today receiving this most coveted of
corporate acknowledgements.  It really was a team effort, so in a sense we
are *all* winners!  (PSSSSSSST.. stick around after the suits leave and the
margaritas are on me!)

Like I was telling Wes, I won't be stopping here in my promotion of the
Mummer product, oh no.. I see great things ahead for our little darling.. I
envision a future where there is at least one copy of Mummer in each home in
America, nay, in each home on the planet!.. Just imagine it, friends.. a
tolerant place where Mummer lovers can stroll freely through the streets,
singing at the top of their lungs, "Great fire burning THROOOOUGH.. great
fire burning through my house.." without fear of persecution or reprisal.. A
magical land where instead of drab, confining uniforms, school children and
police officers alike will don Deliver Us From The Elements tee-shirts and
comfortable jeans (don't forget the sensible shoes!).. A united world where
Beating Of Hearts becomes *the* single anthem for all humankind.. truly, a
Utopian society.. and that is only the beginning..

..But how to realize this wonderous dream?.. I lost sleep over this one,
kids.. then it came to me..
I propose to you, my ginger snaps, a day like no other.. a day to give
thanks and sing the praises of Mummer.. to share its enigmatic beauty with
the rest of humanity, thereby helping the deaf to hear and the blind to
see.. it shall be known as *MUMMER DAY*

Can you not embrace my vision, Hillians?  ..*Mummer Day*..the most
anticipated and joyous of all manufactured holiday occasions (cue up the
Peanuts gang singing softly in the background, ala 'Charlie Brown
Christmas') ..I can see them now, the wee bairns..their faces all aglow as
they sing Mummer tunes and dance merrily 'round the gaily-decorated home
stereo system.. Every home and public building, near and far, shall be
adorned with bright lights and glittering ornamentation..Serpentina!..

Need more convincing?  ..The day of Mummer will be a paid holiday to be
sure.. one to be celebrated by the consumption of a heavy, indigestible
meal, and hours of Mummer documentaries, interviews with the lads, and
Mummer album/memorabilia auctions on the telly.. a festival of countless
parades, and grand, open-air ceremonies, replete with dozens of long-winded
speeches given by local Mummer afficionados, and culminating in a dazzling
fireworks display!.... But let us not forget the 'true meaning' of this
special will be a day to share this intoxicating masterpiece with
the world.. a reverent time for all to reflect on the brilliance of Mummer
and the blessed bounty of the entire XTC catalog!

I invite you all to join me in celebrating the very first Mummer Day in
history on October 17, 2000.


Debora 'only 16 shopping days left' Brown


Date: Mon, 2 Oct 2000 08:04:55 +0200
From: Bergmaier Klaus <>
Subject: AW: Six Degrees
Message-ID: <>

Dear all!

Jeff Eason <> averred:
>>Anyone connecting XTC to Frank Sinatra wins a special prize!

On Duets FS duetted with Chrissie Hynde. I'm sure there are more connections
between the Pretenders and XTC, but one is enough. On their album "Last of
the Independents" David Lord arranged the strings for the ballad "I'll Stand
By You". As we all know "The Good Lord" produced the Three Wise Men and Big

Best wishes from Austria


Date: Sun, 1 Oct 2000 11:04:24 -0500
From: "Christopher R. Coolidge" <>
Subject: Re: The Dream is Over
Message-ID: <l03130303b5fd0e586a32@[]>

>The next day I woke up sleepless and hung over, and unbelievably sad.  I had
>to go teach guitar lessons all day.  As I sat there trying to keep my wits,
>each student started asking me about John Lennon.  It was too much, so after
>the third one I cancelled the rest and went to my parent's house for dinner.
>When I got there, the local news broadcast was playing a tribute montage of
>pictures.  The song was In My Life.  I just fell to pieces for the first
>time, went into a bedroom and cried myself to sleep.  (This is getting hard,
>Tom K

  My experience was pretty weird, I was listening to the Plastic Ono Band
album in my dorm room and just at the moment when John sings "I don't
believe in Beatles..." Fred McKay knocks on the door and frantically
announces that John Lennon's just been shot. I look at Fred, and look back
at the stereo as John is song "I just believe in me/Yoko and me...and then
the lyric you quote above. sppooky, huh? For our parents it was where were
when JFK died, for us it's where we were when John Lennon died.
  I highly recommend Dave Davies' "Unfinished Business" as a commentary on
Lennon's legacy, it's one of the most moving tributes I've heard, yet I
didn't know it was about Lennon until a serious Kinks fan friend sat me
down and walked me through the lyrics. "Unfinished business, you put a
bullet in my brain/But you can't put out my light..." He even steals the
opening riff from "Dear Prudence." I'm surprised I hadn't noticed that.

Christopher R. Coolidge
Vermont State Senate candidate, Libertarian, Chittenden County


Date: Mon, 2 Oct 2000 13:21:52 +0100
From: "Smith, David" <>
Subject: RE: I've gone all Psonic
Message-ID: <>

Good fellow Chalkers, it hath finally happenedeth!

There I was, this weekend, driving to me dear old Mum's, and I got
a whim. Yes, indeed, a whim, to pull over and have a quick look through
the racks at a local second hand record store, beautifully named "Vinyl
Resting Place".

I do this once or twice a year because the guy always has a large rack of
vinyl albums from the 80s for a quid each (that's Stg1 btw). I always walk
away with a bunch of stuff I wouldn't have bought full price, but have on
but of course the tapes are old and stretched and sound like they're being
played through a shammy leather - yes, I know it's Chamois, thanks.

So, here I are, peruuuusing through the Best of Barry White (goddit), and
No Parlez by Paul Young (no fanx!) and picking up the first two Pet Shop
Boys albums (to replace said tapes etc) but not finding much in the way of

"Oh well," says I (in my immaculate saarf Laaarndan accent), "I'll
just pay for these."

Into the shop I saunter (the bins were outside) and there - just
. . .just THERE - facing me across the walkway, at the front of the
"New In - Not Sorted" bin
. . .
A splash of colour, hazy reds and purples, four blokes in negative, and the
word . . .


Could it be? No, surely not. But YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS! There, in living
colour, at the front of the row, a completely untouched (well, by me,
anyway) copy of Psonic Psunspots.

The Smudgeboy moves, like a cat (albeit a rather plump cat) across the
floor, at a speed that would dazzle Marion Jones, throwing various
sundry record browsers to the four winds. His grubby little paws move
like lightning and . . . he makes it!

There, grasped in my little stubby digits (dig it?), a copyof Psonic
Psunspots in a condition that would put most of the other vinyl I own
to shame. It was obviously either loved and cared for or hated and
never played, because it's sparkling - not a trace of a scratch or
even anything remotely approaching one.

Blinking back the tears I glance down at the rack from whence it came
- oh .  . . look, whoever . . . brought . . . it . . . in . . . . also
. . . .brought . . .  in . . . . . .

. . . . . 25 O'Clock!

Yep, serious . . . the set, together, nestling, perfect and gleaming.

I'm a nanosecond away from a stammering, gibbering wreck. The
proprietor approaches.  I resist the urge to faint clean away.

"Alright mate" he says . . . "know what they are then do ya - cos I've
never heard of them".

Stifling the urge to laugh hysterically, uncontrollably in his face, I
bring him up to speed on the whole story.

"Righto" he says, "you want them then?"

I nod - I can't speak.

"How about those two and the Pet Shop Boys albums - 20 quid the lot.

I hand over the Stg20, like a six year old who's just paid for his own
sweets for the first time, snatch the little parcel and levitate back
to my car, drunk on the experience like you are after "the" first

I got to the Mater and Paters and said "could I just borrow your
stereo for a minute".

You know the rest . . .

Now, a little context: I'm au fait enough to know about the Dukes, but
only ever had a scratchy cassette with about four tracks on from years
back. I (guilty M'lud) downloaded all the tracks from Napster a few
months back, fell in love, but firmly believed I'd never find
originals, so therefore assuaged my guilt in that way. Now, my Napster
induced guilt is a distant memory. Although, I don't suppose the boys
get anything out of me buying them second hand . . . hallo, guilt
monster, welcome back, c'mon in, your room's just like you left it
. . .

Now I'm sure I've not done anything earth-shattering in the grand
"record-collecting" scheme of things, they can't be that rare. I don't
even know if the price I paid was above, below or spot-on the average.

But, here's the rub . . . I don't care. At that moment I would have
mortgaged the house and thrown in my genitals to get these, such was
the utter surprise and delight.

I spent Saturday night being a "miserable git" according to my
friends, 'cos I didn't go out. Instead, I sat and listened to both
albums, twice, each! Aaah, my friends, I wish you had been there.

Now THAT'S stpuidly happy!

Smudge "What in the World?" boy


Date: Mon, 02 Oct 2000 18:14:57 +0000
From: The Worrier Queen <>
Subject: When words are not enough
Message-ID: <>

When words are not enough

Last night I got a phone call .
One of my relatives had died.  We'd all been expecting it for some time.

We knew he had cancer.  We knew it was terminal.

With good nursing and pain control he'd been able to remain at home.
A couple of days before he died he'd been helping with the decorating.
In fact he'd made it past the estimate of how long he had left.

I didn't know him well but what I knew I liked.  He was a good man
who'd had more than his fair share of troubles but didn't complain
about it.

And as realtives go, he was one of the best.

And now he's gone & I can never sit and talk with him, find out who
he was and not just a name on a card at Christmas.

Last night I sat with a card and a pen and tried to write, I think, what
I'm writing now.
With Deepest Sympathy is what the card manufacturers use.
But what does it mean?
I've had a similar experience but I only know how I felt, not what
his wife and daughter went through.

How do you say it shouldn't have happened, not to Terry, not to you.
How do you say I wish he hadn't died, I wish the cancer had be beaten,
 I wish he'd never got cancer.

So last night I put on Skylarking and cried for a while.

I'm not sure if I believe in an afterlife, or heaven and hell.
The thought that Terry is no longer *is* makes me afraid, afraid that
one day that's what will happen to me.
The selfish little thought that I am merely mortal.

Don't want to die like you.


Date: Mon, 2 Oct 2000 13:50:15 -0500
From: Jill Oleson <>
Subject: Chomsky article
Message-ID: <81CC73FC2FACD311A2D200508B8B88AA1C92E7@KURION_EXCH>

A brief note to offer this article from the Dallas Observer
on the Texas band Chomsky, which also mentions XTC
and Andy Partridge:

And as a reminder:


Jill Oleson
Austin, Texas


Date: Mon, 2 Oct 2000 18:24:02 -0400
From: Gary McBride <>
Subject: Andy Pod-ridge
Message-ID: <p04330108b5feb7e3adb0@[]>

I don't recall anyone posting the text from this article, which is
pretty interesting for those of us guitar fetishists on the list...
check it out!

	[ ]


Date: Mon, 02 Oct 2000 21:18:34 -0400
From: "Benjamin A. Gott" <>
Subject: Anniversaries are cool.
Message-ID: <>


It's a very special time in the world of Ben Gott...A quick search of the
Chalkhills archives shows that I have been a member of this weird, strange,
always enlightening Internet mailing list since 02 October 1995...So today
marks my five-year Chalkhills anniversary!

In that time, I've finished high school, started college, and am now almost
finished with college.  (It's amazing how five years can be boiled down like
that, huh?)  Anyway, you Chalkhillians have been with me every step of the
way (or *almost* every step), and I'm grateful for that.  To all of the
friends whom I've met (and have "met") on this list -- our conversations
about music, school, and life have most certainly made my time on this earth
a little better.  Ira, Simon, Peter, all of the Johns, Dean, Mitch, Daniel,
Dave, Colin (how's Kurri Kurri?), Will, Tim, Eddie, Rob, Richard, Phil,
Molly, Mark, Dom, Jill, Kevin, Chris, Cheryl, Bob, Becki, AMANDA (and so
many more): you're the best.

So, here's to another five years of Chalkhills, to another five years of
XTC, and to another five years of exciting developments in my life, and in
your lives.  Hip hop hooray!



Date: Tue, 3 Oct 2000 10:43:28 EDT
Subject: Philly radio
Message-ID: <>

Buoys & Gulls,
  I e-mailed the owner of Y100 (WPLY )& told him they should play Stupidly
Happy, that it would be a guaranteed hit. Here is his response:

hmmm.  guaranteed, eh?  just like all the other XTC million sellers.
Actually, I like the song, am a fan of the band, have been since Generals
and Majors and Senses Working Overtime... but unfortunately, everytime I've
worked at a station that played an XTC single, they have not been hits.
They've been songs that myself and all my friends liked, but basically went
over the heads of the great masses of radio listeners... sorry but this
track will probably be limited to Sunday night Y-Not spins.  Just being
honest with you.
  So, Thats the state of Philadelphia radio. I suspect its like that almost
      Adieu,  Roger
p.s. Howabout dem EAGLES!!!!!


Date: Tue, 03 Oct 2000 10:06:49 -0400
From: Alexander Werth <>
Subject: Undiscovered (by some) XTC
Message-ID: <>

Fellow Chalkers,

Here's another devoted long time (20+ years) fan and faithful Chalkhills
reader who de-lurks merely once a year or so (if I'm lucky), usually when
some rare thread snags my interest. This time, however, I'm writing to echo
a recommendation I've seen several times in Chalkhills, but not for some
months (which prompts me to write). It's a simple plea, so let me put it
rather baldly: there is simply no good reason why any reader of this digest
(who must be an avid follower of XTC) has not listened to Martin Newell.

Every few months I go on a major Martin Newell binge, and in the past few
days, as I kept replaying his "The Greatest Living Englishman," I was
struck yet again by how much it sounds like a lost XTC album. That's not in
the least surprising, since Andy produced and played on it--and Dave is
thanked for his assistance/inspiration--and both left their signature marks
all over it. Very simply, it's the closest you can come to finding a new
XTC album. Christmas morning indeed!

Trust me, and all the others who've recommended this font of hidden "XTC"
over the years. You owe it to yourself. Run to the record store now! If you
don't give this a spin, you're doing yourself, as well as the Wildman of
Wivenhoe (Mr. Newell himself)--and even Mr. Partridge--a grave disservice.

For the uninitiated, there also a splendid compilation cd called "The
Wayward Genius of Martin Newell" which collects some of his best solo
material along with many great tracks from the Newell-led Cleaners from
Venus and Brotherhood of Lizards. The "Off-White Album" also earns my
highest recommendation.

If you love XTC, I guarantee you'll fall for Martin Newell. Thanks for
listening to this commercial/public service announcement. We now return to
your regularly scheduled broadcast.


Date: Tue, 3 Oct 2000 14:22:12 -0400
From: "Daniel Phipps" <>
Subject: where have all the digests gone...long time passing!
Message-ID: <001801c02d66$da4d7f80$4c8c04d8@pavilion>

hey!  where in the world are all the chalkhills digests lately??
i haven't seen anything from the relph camp in my mail server
since the 26th of september!!  relph, are you on vacation yet
again, man?  LOL

looking forward to more fan-talk on the ONLY fuckin' band
that matters -- XTC!!!!!!  :-)

please advise, john...what goes on, dude?



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