Friday, 29 May 2026

MIKE DAVIES COLUMN JUNE 2026

 

 




It’s 40 years since
THE MIGHTY LEMON DROPS released their  Stephen Street produced debut album, Happy Head, and became one of the C86 darlings. Hailing from Wolverhampton and formed from the ashes of Active Restraint in 1985, initially called the Sherbert Monsters,  they lined up as  AR former members Paul Marsh on vocals, bassist Tony Linehan and guitarist David Newton (who had played  alongside Neil Cook in The Wild Flowers) with Keith Rowley (who replaced Martin Wilks) on drums.   Although it peaked at 58, charting for two weeks. and neither of its singles, made the top 60 (their sophomore album World Without End reached 34), their punky psychedelia ringing Rickenbacker sound and  Echo and the Bunnymen/Teardrop Explodes comparisons  saw them achieve greater success in America where it  was named one of the 50 best albums of the year.


Opening in driving  style with The Other Side Of You and featuring such similarly powered gems as My Biggest Thrill, Take Me Up, the bass dominant All The Way and a rerecording of their signature initial indie hit Like An Angel alongside slower tracks Hypnotised. Pass You By and the Byrdsian  On My Mind, it’s an enduring classic of its time and remains fresh today. To mark the anniversary,  it’s being released as a remastered limited Dinked Archive edition vinyl in marbled red and black with two bonus tracks, Something Happens and Now She’s Gone, previously released, as was the original Like An Angel, on Dan Treacy’s Dreamworld Records label.

Linehan, Marsh and Rowley are still knocking around but, as far as I can tell, only Dave, now based in Burbank. has sustained a music industry career, both as a producer and recording as Thee Mighty Angels, whose Paint The Town EP and A Gateway to a Lifetime of Disappointment album are well worth discovering. For a detailed look at the Drops career check out https://writewyattuk.com/2022/11/18/moving-inside-out-with-the-mighty-lemon-drops-the-david-newton-interview


A multi-instrumentalist  sextet drawing comparison to – but less improvisational and with more vocals than fellow Brummies The Bonfire Radicals, JUNIPER line up as Dominic O’Sullivan on whistles, sax and woodwinds, flautist Emily Hicks, violinist Anna Vaughan, Rob Roberts on bass drummer Aidan Hammond, and Harry Thorpe from Thorpe & Morrison on baritone guitar and lead vocals. They’re joined on percussion, bodhran and programming by producer Cormac Byrne for self-released sophomore album  Halfway Home, a fusion of Celtic, americana, funk, rock and house inspired by reflections of time on the road and connections to the countryside and Birmingham’s industrial landscapes.

The tracks are a mix of self-penned, covers and the traditional, kicking off with a six-minute plus reading of Breton traditional The Wren, an an dro (a tune to accompany a traditional Breton circle dance) that opens like a cosmic dawn rising orchestral fanfare with woodwind and drums gathering the momentum.


Credited to Sean McCarthy who based it on a children’s skipping-song  from  Kanturk, driven by Vaughan’s fiddle and thumping drums and ending unaccompanied, Step It Out Mary is a propulsive traditional Irish ballad, its upbeat music al nature at odds with its telling of  how her father forces   Mary to wed a wealthy countryman despite being in love with a soldier, she later found    drowned alongside him on her wedding day.

The first original, from O’Sullivan and Thorpe, is the woodwind-led jittery pizzicato rhythm instrumental The Junction, another that, named for the infamous Spaghetti Junction (which features on the album cover)  builds in sound, funkiness and pace as it progresses, leading to a Celtic-shaded cover of John Hartford’s In Tall Buildings, a weary lament about being forced to leave the countryside to conform and work in the city.

The scurrying title track, a fusion of Niall Kenney’s Trip To Pakistan and O’Sullivan’s Joyreel, marks the mid-point with its bodhran percussion and woodwinds, the musical mood sifting with the repeating baritone guitar notes and flute of Thorpe’s  joyous Zimbabwean-tinted instrumental Trajectory.

The second traditional, initially sung a capella, Thorpe on lead and the others harmonising, before guitar and drums kick in, is, flute taking a solo,  Ulster’s  The Flower of  Magherally, the rest of the album all being instrumentals. First up is O’Sullivan’s choppy, whistles and guitar Hare & House, followed by Catharsis, a  traditional-styled Irish reel by Vermont fiddler Amy Cann  that, O’Sullivan on alto flute, again builds in tempo as it gathers to a climax, and finally, there’s Thorpe’s percussion-building, wonderfully chaotic Morris-like dance tune A Brace Of Yari inspired by Vaughan’s two Toyota Yaris cars. Rev it up.


Maintaining an impressive work rate, SOLAR EYES,  Glenn Smyth and Sebastian Maynard Francis, follow their 2024 and 2025 albums with a taster for their third,  Be Under No Illusion being a full‑throttle swaggering indie psych-rock  number that, with  vocal whoops by Nadine Batchelor

Hunt and an off-kilter 7/4 time signature, captures early Kasabian and Black Rebel Motorcycle Club through an Enio Morricone lens. It comes with two  contrasting B‑sides, the propulsive, echoing shoegaze of Sweet Angel and the guitars ringing All Because Of You with  its Velvet Underground  and The Stone Roses.

Saturday, 2 May 2026

MIKE DAVIES COLUMN MAY 2026



DOMINIC CRANE
has been playing gigs around the area forever, but he’s finally got round to recording some of his songs. First up is the rhythmically loping Beatlesque So Moseley with its circular guitar pattern which  tells the true story of meeting the woman who would later become his wife, when he ventured into  retro clothing shop called Houghtons looking for a pair of antique spectacles and she was working behind the counter.


DAVID BENJAMIN BLOWER
  returns to his musical rather than essayist mode with the self-released We Are All Here, a suitably dark and enigmatic affair that variously conjures thoughts of Cave and Waits with its brooding musical textures and poetic lyricism. Given his writing as a theologian, religious imagery is never too far away, the album opener ‘We Are All Here Part 1 offering “God dwells in tents where the beasts sing…God dwells here with everything” and ending with the resonant lines “I wear the past like a tattered robe/Sing into my empty cup/And blow smoke into the firmament”.

Heavy drums wade through the sound effects of the growled Blessings with its raw social commentary on isolation and alienation (“I have no ground/To build my home/I live with outlaws/In HMOs/The streets are hollow/And the eyes are sallow/Mushroom clouds of mutually assured aloneness”), breathing political fumes with “I have no innocence/And neither you my friend/Sat there with your judges hammer/We’ll all be judged in the end/How long should I live/Around the quiet edges/Of your belligerent power/And your stolen scepter?”, the repeated quote  "Eulogete tous diokontas" being is a Koine Greek phrase from Romans 12:14 which translates as "Bless those who persecute you”, the line “I'm not a piece/In your culture war/And all your enemies/They’re not mine anymore” a riposte to those who would seek to use difference to divide.

 Expectations has a circling tribal chug and again lyrics that speak to a sense of nihilism (“I've gambled everything you gave to me/And if there were any left/I’d pay it back to you, I swear/But there ain’t”), again turning to Chrisian imagery with  “What else did I expect/From you yonder hung up bleeding/And where there’s suffering/I know there’s none that you’re not feeling”.

 A shuffling rhythm with a rap sensibility, the vitriolic A New Thing again talks of culture wars “gathering you up like bricks to build platforms/The sheep are shorn/Middle class indignation/Shopping for religion/When was progress not self-righteous?”, spitting out “fuck the demagogues” in a call for some kind of rebirth or reset, the mention of hyssop and  sage an oblique reference to the Crucifixion. That said, “the book of privileged suffering is writ with words all stole from those who have nothing/All the amenable gods are following their owners like dogs and sniffing their cushions/There is no god who defends your opinions…I saw God making merry with your enemies/Sitting outside your cities in squalor/Wherever you dump your shit/Wherever you deface your land and build a new margin” definitely has whim of fire and brimstone preaching to it.

The density of his words, the metaphors, allegories and imagery are challenging to decipher and interpret, but generally these are songs that might be reasonably described as taking an anti-authoritarian stance, calling out the corruption of those in power (“You can do what you want to who you/Like if you make the paperwork tally up right/The pen is the sword for they who outsource wars”), the  boot heel of the privileged on the necks of the weak and poor but woven with a reckoning (“The age to come is beneath your feet/Hidden in the soil where nobody planted it/Resting, buried like treasure under snow and rain./Underneath the rotten leaves/Underneath your dreams again/Breathes like a lake of time welling on the underside”), most notably finding expression in the eerie notes of the semi-spoken The Boot Is On The Other Foot Now, even if you might need a   guide to navigate ancient historical and Biblical references to Moloch, Aeola Capitalina and Rachel.

There’s time when  it plays like dark poetical sermons as with lines like “The world of men is violence/And violence calls for law/And in the law’s raised hand/All the violence it punishes is reborn/Lawyers are alchemists/The noble and small/And the small and wicked shall inscribe this/Violence upon the forehead of the unsanctioned poor”, while punctuating songs with Greek phrases such as  "Kai epi tes ges"  in Open Door translating as  " upon earth"  as in the Lord's Prayer.

The Money’s Gone is another that adopts  a rap style, albeit of  a more society apocalypse content (“Bank cut the rates like a melon/Damn those/Boats/Damn those wire-cutting mountain/Goats/Damn those Sapiens sowing their/Oats/Damn those bat-shit coders/Law is eating its own hind-quarters… Ay all the money’s gone/Hark, your dragon’s calling”).

Choral voices backing, it comes to a close with the marching rhythm  of  Come On Down and an intoned call for coming together  (“come on down/From yr lofty towers/From yr wearing grind/From yr wasted hours/Oh come on down/From yr endless grinding beef/From yr many wars/From yr castle keep/Oh come on down/It’s friendly soil…take a seat/Around the table/And let us reason/A costly fable…Here, sit ye down/Ye also are summoned/See, the horses roaming free/See the river running”).

It ends circling back with the drone of the murmured, choral swelling  We Are All Here Part II and its repeated solace  refrain “We are all here/It's alright/Don’t harm yourself/Reconcile” with its healing kiss and cool waters.

I don’t make any claims to have grasped more than the surface of what he’s singing about , but the cumulative effects of immersing yourself in his words and the miasma of his music is one of the year’s most distinctive experiences.

Written and recorded by David Benjamin Blower

Guitars, production magic and design by Chris Donald

Vocals and steel tonged drum by Rosa Blower

MIKE DAVIES COLUMN JUNE 2026

    It’s 40 years since THE MIGHTY LEMON DROPS released their   Stephen Street produced debut album, Happy Head, and became one of the C86 ...