Leonard Smalls

Be afraid! But I'm actually able to listen all the way through without vomiting now...

Where? Sounds like a nice mellow jazzy thang to me! Here's an example of building jazz carnage...

This month I done a song about Infinite Regress, which is where in an infinite series of entities, each entity depends entirely on the existence of the previous entity. This is often illustrated by the idea that the world is supported on a turtle, which is in turn supported by another turtle. So how far do these turtles go? All the way down. But every fool knows it's hippos, not turtles! Hence, we have this achingly beautiful melody: (good luck ☠️) For those that need to know, apart from drums programmed in EZ drummer, everything else is a Wal bass through various Line6 Helix FX. Obviously not the train and the robin; train was from Freesound, robin was in my garden just itchin' to be a rockstar.

I had the same from See Tickets for the cancelled Primus gig. What was particularly galling was the fact they wouldn't even refund the £4.80 cancellation insurance! The add-ons worked out around 25%, there weren't even printed tickets!

For recording, an '83 Wal. And live, an ACG Recurve. Or a Lightwave Sabre if I feel a bit fretless. Or a Parker PB51 for wild'n'crazy. Or a Sandberg Basic if a little more staid.

And something a bit newer!

Arf McSnigger-Chuckle!

I saw 'em in the 80s... He never said owt daft, but his band were absolutely kicking! Great gig.

Usually it's Bootsy. But as someone has already mentioned the funkiest mutha ever, I'll go for Mr Trujillo - especially in Suicidals and Infectious Grooves days:

Annoyances for me are: -folks who noddle away loudly at rehearsals, oblivious to the fact that the rest of the band are actually trying to work out the song structure - guitarists who can only get "their sound" by having their distortion pedals set to full gain on everything, so when they aren't playing the amplified system-noise is almost as loud as when they are! Our guitarist does this, and now the whole band turn to him and say "this wouldn't happen if you had a Helix!". And the guitar man would usually say "I can't get my sound with one of them, it's digital" (he hadn't tried one). So at our album recording recently the engineer mentioned his noisy pedals, so we tried my Helix which gave him better tones with absolute silence in between. Hopefully he'll buy one!

I remember seeing an early Coldplay supporting Muse at London Astoria (shows how long ago it was). They were a complete snoozefest! Still, each to their own!

Always a floorfiller when I was one of them DJs...

You know how it is when you nip off to the bathroom to drop the kids off at the pool? Then no-one apart from you can go back in there because of the stench of death? Well I've rolled mine in both glitter and hundreds and thousands plus 3 coats of varnish and 1 of clear resin, and I can still barely listen to the whole thing! You guys are going to enjoy this!

Or joint 5th, depending on how you count it 😝 Still, I'm aiming for nul points next time at best, or at worst, instant disqualification and a lifetime ban 🤘

You should never have given me hippos. You knows how dangerous they are!!! All I'm saying is, Be Afraid... Be Very Afraid!

I don't think Turner and Drinkstable are necessarily comparable - Turner was far more impressionist and Constibule more idealised. Neither of which apply to Mrs Moloko. Dali, however, was surrealist in a "that's fookin' mad, that!" sort of way, whereas Ms. Murphy was only surreal in the same way that someone might say "that's surreal" when actually they meant something else entirely. In her case, the sort of art I'd compare her to is this amazing restoration:

I attempted to watch Raisin Murpy's set earlier... Despite all the positive comments here I found it a bit painful. It was like, faking the funk - a reasonable backing band playing funk-by-numbers; they were all hiding at the back of the stage somewhere while Ms Burpy strode about in a completely out of time fashion, occasionally doing some sort of "dance move" which was even more out of time and generally a bit bizarre. Then she strapped on a weird green thing, strode about a bit more in her big trousers and somebody started with a horrible electronic cymbal thing which just pecked at me 'ed. So I turned it off and watched Bootsy Live At North Sea Jazz Festival dvd instead.

Whodafugisthat?

Obvs! I'm all about The Folk, The Whole Folk And Nothing But The Folk... Don't Fake the Folk!

Make it something wild and crazy, and above all, funky as feck!

Aye! As The Doors sang long ago "De doo de doo de, doo de da doodoodoo, doo de da doodoodoo, Some People Are Tw@ts"...

👌🤘 More importantly, who's going to get the next photo sorted? You won before Mr. Soup? If not I vote you choose!

Aye, but I meant Dub Band or LKJ era...

I'd have liked to play in Dennis Bovell's band...