So Feww - Get Inside/ I'm Not Automatic

  

More self-released North West New Wave

Label: All For One

Year of Release: 1982

Almost exactly a year ago now we covered the mysterious North West England combo So Feww on this blog, and drew very few conclusions about their identities from their disc "Spirits High". I've often had cause to ponder the fact that the people who did vanity pressings in the seventies and eighties would have been brilliant on the Internet in the 21st Century - having multiple social media accounts, a well-organised Soundcloud site and a slick website. Getting your shit together to do this kind of thing in 1982 was so much harder than it is now and only the truly organised and savvy did it well.

But... we are where we are, and still all I actually know about the group is that the enigmatic Nick Rome was the driving force. While this was technically their third single, it's actually a re-release of their first effort on Pennine Records with the sides flipped. This time round, the subtler "Get Inside" is the main attraction over the more anthemic "I'm Not Automatic", which is an interesting way of doing things.

Sound-wise the group set out their stall in exactly the same way. This is melodic and slightly pub-rock tinted New Wave which shows an interesting range of ideas despite its lo-fi production. They clearly had a following and money to burn on their own record pressings, but neither this nor "Spirits High" pushed them into the so-called big time. 

As ever, if you know more than the sketchy outline information provided above, please get in touch.

Reupload - The Atlantics - Don't Say No/ Send Him To Me

Super obscure slice of 60s girl pop

Label: Windsor

Year of Release: 1964

Another puzzling record which poses as many questions as answers, I'm sorry to say. According to the Manchester Beat website, The Atlantics on this record formed in 1962 and hailed from Blackpool, consisting of Chris Riley on rhythm guitar, Michael Stephens on bass, Frank Blackburn on lead guitar, and Ronnie "Lee" Brambles on drums. Ordinarily I would have absolutely no reason to doubt the information of a well-run site, but there's one snag. There are clearly at least two women singing on this record, one of whom is taking the lead. Either this is not the same group after all, or they underwent a temporary and short-lived line-up change at the record label's behest, or for other unknown reasons.

Whatever the facts, this is actually a rather nice chunk of sixties girl group action, a little rough and ready in places - something which surely isn't helped by the mere "VG" quality of the copy I own - but swinging, beaty and punchy. It's also notable for the production involvement of Peter Stirling, later known as Daniel Boone, a member of the beat group The Bruisers and regular "Left and to the Back" guest.

The In-Keepers - Daily News/ Everytime

 

Psychedelic tinged pop bemoaning news broadcast bummers

Label: RCA

Year of Release: 1969

The In-Keepers are a tiny bit of an enigma. What we know for certain is that ex-Swingin' Six member Stephen Ramsey Burnett was a pivotal part of the group, penning and singing on all their releases - what's less clear is who accompanied him on his mission.

More baffling still, their second single "That Was Just His Thing" is an unusual slice of what appears to be Christian psychedelia, although none of their other tracks show any particular religious leanings and it's not clear how sincere they were (in that sense it occupies a similar territory to The Blinkers "Original Sin").

What I can seemingly ascertain with a fair degree of accuracy is that they were from the New England area and aside from this debut single and the aforementioned follow-up, there was to be no further recorded material. That's a pity, because both records are fascinating in different ways. This one is a faintly folkish maudlin jaunt around one man's despair at the grave nature of daily news broadcasts. "I don't wanna know... for today everything's going so wrong" the group wail, their close vocal harmonies putting a sugary coating on a very sour world outlook. Still, it's not as if things have got any cheerier in the interim, so you can only sympathise with them.

Mark Allain - Be Mine/ Best Friend

Mystery 45 found on the pavement

Label: Island

Year of Release: 1973

Flashback Records in Islington have a fascinating and extremely tempting stock clearance policy. Their harder-to-shift wares gradually get shifted to large shelves and boxes on the street outside their premises, where they are radically reduced in value to £1, 50p, 25p and then ultimately nothing. If they can't get rid of certain records at all, they'll often just make them free to passers-by.

Even at £1 I've found some lovely items on the pavement outside alongside the tat - a box set of Motown classics, for example, which may have been in horrible reprocessed stereo but for the price of one shiny golden coin I was barely in a position to complain about. Then last weekend, this obscure Island 45 was nestling for £0.00 amidst the unwanted eighties Elton John LPs, scratched Readers Digest compilations and football supporters records. 

It's unusual for an artist on Island Records to be so tough to trace. Most people who recorded for the label had a notable pedigree among fans of their genre at the very least, and collectors have already done a sound job of tracing their career and subsequent whereabouts. Unless I'm very much mistaken, though, Mark Allain appears to have recorded this one single for the label in 1973 before disappearing forever. 

I expected a naff ballad from a folkie singer-songwriter, but actually "Be Mine" is a more robust effort than that, with sophisticated jazzy backing rhythms combining with bouyant pop melodies. It's the kind of material you could imagine Brian Protheroe producing around the same period, daytime radio fodder which nonetheless isn't too plastic sounding.

Theo Bikel - I Love My Dog/ The Great Mandella (The Wheel Of Life)

 

Actor, folk singer, composer and political activist Theodore Bikel seemingly adds "dog lover" to his list

Label: Reprise

Year of Release: 1970

If anybody told Theodore Bikel "Find out what you're really good at, focus on that alone and you might become great", he obviously wasn't listening. Closing down his career options really didn't seem to be his thing. He had a butterfly mind, being an actor on television and in the theatre, a political activist, a singer of folk songs (he was one of the first signings to the fledgling Elektra Records) and occasional songwriter himself. His CV of appearances in everything from "My Fair Lady" to "200 Motels" to "The African Queen" and "Dynasty" is enough to make your head spin - from serious productions to light musicals and soaps, to performing at the Newport Folk Festival inbetween, the man seemed to do everything he wanted in his lifetime without much pause for thought.

I have to admit to being something of an ignoramus around his recorded work, so when I found this slightly battered 7" single selling for £1.99, I was somewhat sceptical and it was only the presence of Richard Perry on production duties which made me jump for it. Perry's arrangements and productions throughout the late sixties are often exceptional, his work on Tiny Tim's LPs elevating them above and beyond mere eccentric curiosities. Unsurprisingly, this doesn't disappoint either.

Cat Stevens' original version of "I Love My Dog" is a fine single, but is somewhat subdued in its delivery, sticking to a galloping rustic rhythm rather than letting fly as much as you suspect it could. Perry and Bikel really put that right here by pushing things up several gears, introducing urgent drumming, psychedelic diversions, orchestral flourishes and joyous vocals. Bikel sounds like he means it when he sings "I love my dog as much as I love you/ But you may fade, my dog will always come through" - sentiments seldom heard in pop music but ones some of us can certainly relate to.

This wasn't a hit in any country and certainly didn't generate royalty payments for Cat Stevens akin to the ones Ugly Kid Joe and Boyzone dropped in his lap many years later, but it's a fine example of how adaptable the man's work is, here performed by another gentleman who would seemingly try anything once.