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The All Night Bookshop

Friday, September 21st, 2018

 

The All Night Bookshop was inspired by our first visit to the USA in 1992. We spent the best part of a month driving round California, starting and finishing in San Francisco. One of our first ports of call was the legendary City Lights Bookstore, co-founded by Lawrence Ferlinghetti (who is, amazingly, still alive). The bookstore stayed open until midnight, an unimaginable concept in the UK, and still an unusual one (unless a Harry Potter novel is being published).

I remember which notebook I jotted down the idea in. It has a black rubber cover and is somewhere in the loft. Sue bought it for me when she visited the original Getty museum in LA. You weren’t allowed to park and the place was hard to reach, so I dropped her off for a couple of hours and went walking on Malibu beach. The notebook was a thank-you. The title I wrote, reflecting the story’s US origins, was In the All Night Bookstore, and that’s how it appeared, eight years later, when Geoff Nicholson and Martin Bax accepted it for Ambit, in what turned out to be the last of my long run of stories for that magazine.

A year later, when new publisher Five Leaves was putting together a collection of my YA ghost stories, Ross Bradshaw insisted that I include ITANB, even though a) it wasn’t exactly a ghost story and b) it wasn’t a YA story. I said fine. That collection sold out over a decade ago. I did consider including the piece in my collected stories, which came out in 2016. However, it was a pre-internet story and I figured it had dated badly. Happily, I was wrong. Updating the story for the internet age was easy.

Last year, Di Slaney asked me to write a story for a Candlestick Press short story pamphlet. You’ll have come across their Ten Poems about series, marketed as instead of a card, thought up by our good friend, the press’s founder, Jenny Swann, many years ago. Candlestick’s short story (and nature writing) pamphlets are a more recent innovation. I follow in the steps of Sean O’Brien. The prose is bookended by poems. I was delighted to get to choose one by Jim Burns, a Northern poetry legend (and fellow Ambit regular, a Beat enthusiast who, in his eighties, runs this review site) for the front. And at the back I’m proud to have a poem about Silver Moon Bookshop by Jackie Kay, Scotland’s makar, who has been a friend for twenty-odd years.

The story is narrated by a young student who wanders into a strange bookshop with a mysterious owner, falls in love with the assistant and starts working there. It isn’t quite the same as the one published last century. To acknowledge this, I’ve anglicised the title. The piece has expanded a little, too, excellently edited by Katherine Towers, with an atmospheric cover by Steven Hubbard. The All Night Bookshop has a semi-mythic feel that’s unlike anything else I’ve written, so it’s appropriate that it should be published as a stand-alone story.

If you’ve read it before, you might consider buying this new, final version. It’s only a fiver and, once you’ve read it, you can always give it away instead of a card. Even better, why not come along to the launch which, appropriately enough, takes place on National Bookshop Day, on October 6th, and, even more appropriately, is at Five Leaves Bookshop (independent bookshop of the year!), at the heart of Nottingham city centre, where I always imagined the story to be set. Ross will be opening late for the occasion, at 8.30pm. Alright, not quite all night but after his usual bedtime. There’ll also be a rare opportunity to see Jim Burns read, which I’m looking forward to. But if you can’t make it, you can order the book here.

There aren’t all that many songs about bookshops, but there is a lovely one by Nottingham’s Gallery 47 (Jack Peachey) who I recommend you check out.*

Gallery 47 – Little Job in a Bookshop

* Since I posted this song yesterday, I’m delighted to say that Candlestick have been in touch with Jack and he’s agreed to play a handful of songs at the launch, which is terrific. What a star. I must remember to take my video camera. And I strongly recommend that you book soon if you want to come, either by using the facebook launch link above or emailing events@fiveleaves.co.uk

 

Laura Cantrell: Nottingham Glee, 4.5.16

Tuesday, September 4th, 2018

One last archive review no longer on the Post website before the autumn round begins in a couple of weeks. This was Laura Cantrell‘s third Glee show. I reviewed the other ones here and here. Nearly time she came back again.

Modern country music has an embarrassment of fine female singer/songwriters. Few have as pure a voice or acute a song-writing sensitivity as Laura Cantrell. On her third visit to this venue, she does not have a new album to promote, a rather enjoyable collection of her BBC recordings. Most were made for John Peel, a huge fan of hers.

Once again, Mark Spencer is on guitars and pedal steel. His feisty, accomplished accompaniment occasionally drowns bassist Jordan Caress.

Opener Pile of Woe could sum up the theme of half of Cantrell’s songs, while the chipper Can’t Wait is followed, wittily, by the equally upbeat Wait. The title track of No Way There From Here is the first big ballad. All Blue, from the BBC album, is preceded by a vigorous debate about whether it’s in C or D. (D is the correct answer. Laura wins).

The set’s highlights include the haunting When The Roses Bloom Again, with an anecdote about Rickie Skaggs and Barry Gibb reinterpreting the original version of the song. A Record Store Day first vinyl release for Laura’s debut LP leads to Not The Tremblin’ Kind dominating the setlist for the first time in many years. No less than five songs from it close the main set, including Two Seconds and a rousing Churches Off The Interstate.

For the encore, Cantrell is joined by former Nashville neighbour Kris Wilkinson Hughes from support My Girl, The River. They debut an untitled new ballad, which includes the word ‘surmise’. Is this a country word? Laura wonders. ‘What would Nick Lowe do? He’d use it. So I did.’

Cantrell exudes poise, with classic country looks and voice, and finishes with a piece of classic country, Sing Me Back Home, loving slowed down in  tribute to its author, the late Merle Haggard.

Laura Cantrell – When The Roses Bloom Again (live at the BBC)

Jesus and Mary Chain – Rock City, Nottingham 22.2.15

Monday, August 6th, 2018

Anniversary tours come thick and fast. Can it really be 30 years since the JAMC’s debut Psychocandy? Evidently so. This band’s early, short, chaotic, feedback soaked gigs are a thing of legend. It feels utterly wrong for them to play their incendiary album in full, in order, like a museum piece. But that’s what they’re here to do tonight.

For most fans, they never topped their debut, but the first part of tonight’s show is there to remind us that they produced plenty of other fine material. The band did move on from the Phil Spector meets the Velvet Underground noise (more recently adopted by Glasvegas) that they specialised in, to a more classic rock sound. But they never lost that chunky, mesmerising melodic edge, which was fully evident tonight. They open with the glorious April Skies and it’s clear that, with improvements in technology, the band have never sounded better.

The next number, the supremely catchy Head On, was such an influence on Black Francis that many Pixies fans think he wrote it. Then there’s the wonderful Some Candy Talking, followed by the title track of Psychocandy (which was dropped from the album) and a show stopping Reverence, all white light flashing, with its ‘I wanna die like Jesus Christ’ refrain. It’s so good that it might have been better saved for the encore, if this band did encores. Upside Down finishes the half hour ‘hits’ set and they leave the stage, only to return two minutes later.

The drum sounds of Be My Baby heralds the opening of Just Like Honey. The crowd go crazy for the band’s first album, which is performed in full, in order, without any introductions, until the end, when Jim Reid says that he hopes we enjoyed the show and this is the last number.

And it’s fine. Great, in fact. The strobes and smoke make the stage very atmospeheric. The album holds up well. In A Hole and Never Understand are particularly good. But there’s no suspense about what they’ll play next. The crowd’s excitement dissipates after a few numbers, only to revive towards the end with the terrific Trip Me Up. Psychocandy was what people had paid to see and it’s what they got, but, for my money, good though this evening was, a balanced set reflecting the band’s whole career would have been better, more exciting. Too much reverence, maybe.

The Jesus and Mary Chain – Some Candy Talking

Rod Stewart – Nottingham Arena 23.6.16

Thursday, August 2nd, 2018

Another review that’s dropped off the Nottingham Post website, my fourth (and probably final) time seeing the Pope of Rock (do they call him that?)

Newly knighted Sir Roderick Stewart’s fourth visit to the arena comes in the midst of a short tour of parks and stadiums. He must like Nottingham. He’s coming back to the Motorpoint in December to give us his From Gasoline Alley to Another Country: Hits tour. When was the last time a megastar played Nottingham twice in a year?

Tonight Gasoline Alley is performed by daughter Ruby Stewart and Alyssa Bonagura, who make up the enjoyable country support act Sisterhood. Ruby introduces ‘The Rodfather’. He tells us it’s a privilege to come indoors and be warm. Soon he’s thanking everybody who nominated him for a knighthood.

Hard to believe that, 43 years after I first saw him with the Faces (and he’d been around a few years then) three songs he played at Liverpool Empire are still in his set: Maggie May and You Wear It Well, obviously. The latter gets a restart after the guitarist fluffs the intro. ‘You’re paid a lot of money’, he’s chided. Stay With Me is there, too, though no band but the Faces can do its shambolic funk justice. A highlight of the acoustic set is the poignant Ooh La La. Ronnie Lane’s line I wish that I knew what I know now, when I was younger only take on greater resonance with the years.

Rod is 71 and his voice isn’t what it was, but it’s not that far off, either. He can still kick a football to the back half of the floor. And he still has us in the palm of his hand. He sits to give us a fine, slow version of Tom Waits’s Downtown Train, then strolls into the crowed to shake hands.

Sadly, only one song remains from 2013’s Time, which saw him return to songwriting, inspired by having explored old memories in ‘Rod’, his entertaining autobiography. Don’t Stop Me Now goes down a storm, but Time’s best songs, It’s Over and Brighton Beach, are absent tonight, their place taken by 80s hits. The backdrop to Rhythm of my Heart does manage to feature a VE Day front page from the Nottingham Evening Post. 1978’s Hot Legs is particularly strong.

Rod is primarily an interpreter. Sam Cooke’s Having A Party kicks off.  Robert Palmer’s Some Guys Have All The Luck follows it. Cat Stevens’ First Cut Is The Deepest shines. Danny Whitten’s I Don’t Talk About It gets a strong rendition. His most popular cover, Sailing, closes the show.

Do Ya Think I’m Sexy, built on a riff by the late, great Bobby Womack, is the sole encore. A ridiculous question for a 71 year old to ask, but Rod has never been afraid of appearing a bit ridiculous. He puts on a cowboy hat and balloons drop from the roof. The curtain goes down, then goes back up a little to reveal the whole band prone on the stage floor, listening to balloons pop like gun-shots. Two hours have rushed by, but he’ll be back for Christmas.

Rod Stewart – Can’t Stop Me Now

 

 

Ezra Furman & The Big Moon, Glee, November 18th, 2015

Wednesday, August 1st, 2018

Ezra Furman is exhausted. He’s been touring so long he can no longer remember who he was at the start of the tour, never mind before. He might get confessional, he tells us. That comes later.

His first Nottingham appearance, a 42 minute in-store at Rough Trade in July this year, was a riveting, unforgettable gig. No surprise then, that tonight’s show has long been sold out.

He’s dressed to kill, in pin stripe skirt, black vest and a long string of pearls. Perpetual Motion People is his sixth and best album, the second with the Boyfriends, who accompany him tonight and features heavily.

Furman is twenty-nine, but looks younger, and plays raucous rock’n’roll with exciting hooks that recall doo wop, Lou Reed and early soul. He has a few slow songs, too, like opener Day of the Dog, title track of the first Boyfriends album. It’s introduced with a slow, dramatic drumbeat, then keyboards, before he takes the stage.

The show is intense. Ezra tries to settle in. An enthusiastic crowd wills him on. ‘Now we’re getting into gear,’ he says after a strong Haunted Head. And Maybe God is a Train is emotional. He talks about depression before At the Bottom of the Ocean. The insanely catchy Lousy Connection lifts things back up.

The set climaxes with the wonderful Body Was Made and an even catchier Restless Year. It’s curfew time, but also the end of the tour and the crowd insist on him coming back for a fifteen minute encore. During it, he gets us all to crouch on the floor and rise slowly. For me, the show’s highlight was a cover of the Velvet Underground’s Rock’n’Roll, last played in this city by Lou Reed, on his Berlin tour. Tonight, Ezra proved himself worthy to bear Lou’s torch.

Earlier, Glee’s insistence that punters arrive before start time paid dividends. All woman band The Big Moon were the most exciting, original support I’ve seen this year, playing varied, quirky songs that at times recalled Belly and Sleater Kinney. Watch out for them.

Ezra Furman – Love You So Bad

The Big Moon – Cupid

I’ve seen both acts again since writing the above and am pleased to say they only get better.