Five Lost Albums

I thought I would mix it up this week and look at some treasured records that in my personal view, and for whatever reason, did not receive the acclaim they deserved. I have listed these in chronological order: –

Squirrel Bait – Skag Heaven 1986

Hailing from Louisville, Kentucky they were quantified in the emo/mathcore genre (1983-1988).  Influenced by peers Black Flag and more distinctly Husker Du who they supported. I discovered  them via a Bob Mould quote in the NME singles review ‘as the finest thing he’d ever heard’

This second and final album contains 10 songs but is only 25.45 in length. Standout track is ‘Kid Dynamite’ with bracing intro and alarming refrain ‘I don’t need no pig stomping on my buzz’ and has muttered unintelligible incantations. Others to note are ‘Choose Your Poison’ with Black Sabbath War Pigs intro and ‘Slake Train Coming’ which thunders along.    

The record is scuzzy and full of youthful vigour and dark lyrics. It sounded utterly vibrant as an 18-year old and still holds up to scrutiny now.

Former members played with the Breeders and Lemonheads and original member Britt Walford subsequently formed semi legendary Slint.  

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Squirrel Bait -‘Skag Heaven’ album cover. Image Credit reddit.

Dumptruck – For the Country – 1987

Formed in 1983 in Boston Massachusetts. This was their third album and they decamped to Rockfield Studio in Wales for some solitude to record it. It is country rock in the finest tradition evoking comparisons to Neil Young, Green on Red and Buffalo Tom.

It has a yearning timeless quality and it is a ‘go to’ album for me. Standout tracks are ‘Friends’ ‘Brush me Back’ ‘Hung Out on the Line’ and ‘Dead Weight’.

Through no fault of their own the band got sucked into a record label contract dispute meaning no new material could be recorded and subsequently disbanded in 1991. Half of the band reformed and recorded new material as recent as 2018, but with diminishing returns.

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Dumptruck – ‘for the country’ album cover. Image Credit you tube – Tony Fivek

Joy Zipper – American Whip – 2002

Dream pop duo from New York, Tabitha Tindale and Vincent Cafiso, who are also a married couple.

Album recorded initially in Glasgow and then co-produced and mixed by Kevin Shields of My Bloody Valentine. It has a wonky sugar-coated beauty with a 60’s vibe and razor-sharp lyrics. Gorgeous sultry vocals complement each other perfectly and it is lovingly recorded. I hear snippets of Mercury Rev, Raveonettes and Velvets in there.  

‘Christmas Song’ could just possibly be the most shimmering gem of a Xmas song ever written. I also like ‘Baby you should know’, ‘33x’ and the fine outro ‘Valley Stream’ book ends the record.

Their last known recorded material was a contribution to a Smith covers album in 2011.

Former Cellmates – Who’s Dead and What’s to Pay 2008

Formed in Sunderland by ex-Leatherface bassist. Leatherface received Husker Du comparisons but I never really saw that link and much prefer this album.

The record could arguably be vaguely derivative at times and I can imagine not to everyone’s tastes but for me it is imbued with a lot of soul and passion and chugs along mercilessly and has a shambolic charm. There is a bit of Buffalo Tom and Springsteen in there and it has a country rock tinge.

Stand out tracks are ‘Always’, ‘Here’s to the Pretty Girls’ and ‘Why would you Pray for Me?’. They recorded 4 albums between 2005 and 2014 and I am not sure whether they are still operational.

Sennen – Where the Light Gets In (2008)

Based in Norwich in 2002 before decamping to London. They are named after a Ride track, and they are the only one of the five listed I have seen live.

I bloody love this band, who have produced five fine albums between 2005 and 2016 and I could have picked any of them but have selected the second album. Strictly in the post-rock shoegazing genre, displaying a hypnotic lush yearning sound, coruscating guitar and whispered harmonies resembling Loop and MBV.

Standouts are ‘Your Hand in Mine’ and ‘A Lifetime Passed’ which are gentler lovely tracks, that recall Teenage Fanclub ‘Grand Prix’ era. Also ‘Just Wanted to Know’ which morphs into a long thunderous outro.

My overall favourite track of theirs is ‘Falling Down’ off third album Age of Denial which builds layer by layer to a tumultuous conclusion, resembling ‘Ithica 27/9’ by Mogwai and ‘Dirge’ by Death in Vegas.

In my humble opinion, they remain the most criminally underrated band I have encountered.

Now, I would be fascinated to know what would be contained on your lost album list, even if you can only think of one.

Preston Venues 2 to 4

There were a plethora of nightclubs in Preston back in the day. There was No No’s on Heatley Street with the mini dance floor and tasty pizzas (now a Chinese restaurant), the Piper opposite the bus station, Gatsby near the Playhouse, the Manxman down on the Docks and the Bull in Royal in town where it used to cost a paltry £2 to stay till 1am, to name but five.

The one I frequented most that I must pay homage to was Raiders (latterly known as the Warehouse) off Church Street in the centre of town. It was primarily the only indie club in town, so suited me down to the ground and I was a regular attendee from college days in 1985 through to the end of the millennium. It was just one floor initially and was gradually renovated up to a three floor capacity. Big Bill was on the door and a regular tipple was Murphy’s and occasionally somewhat foolishly 20/20 Mad Dog! It was a somewhat dingy venue and the music was fabulous, and I recall Euro 96 and PNE promotions were celebrated in the establishment.  

Remarkably and I am not altogether sure why I never saw a gig there, however there are three tales that spring to mind about the venue. Joy Division played one of the last gigs there where a live recording was captured for posterity and rather quaintly within the recording there is an announcement that the midnight bus to Burnley will be departing shortly. Black Flag also famously played a gig there (sadly never managed to catch them) and Henry Rollins still tells the tale of being beaten up at the gig. He once recapped that story to Terry Christian on an edition of The Word. The third story being when Discharge cancelled a gig there at short notice and it all kicked off and became known as the ‘Warehouse Riot’ portrayed in colourful detail in a song of that name by my good mate Jez Catlow’s band Deadwood Dog.

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Raiders in 1980 at the time of Joy Division gig. Image credit joydiv.org
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The Warehouse today. Image credit flickr.com

Continuing the nightclub theme there was a joint nightclub off Orchard Street. One side being the Soul/Dance side named Squires, which I have visited only once as a group on Gill’s 21st. The other venue via an interlocking door was the marginally more indie Snootys club. It had seen better days with ripped seats, but it had a ragged charm about it. I saw my mate’s band Purple Turtles there in 1986 in a stage in a corner of the venue. From memory I guess you could quantify them in the psychedelic pop genre. Snootys/Squires went through various derivations afterwards and closed permanently in 2016. Useless trivia again- Snooty’s entrance is near the Black Horse pub which apparently holds the distinction of one if not the only pub in Britain that has entrances onto three separate streets.  

Around that time, I also saw the Turtles at the Bodega Bar which I think was at the bottom of Cannon Street. It was a home crowd with lots of school and college colleagues in attendance and I recall enjoying that gig.

There was for a short-lived period a decent venue located down Avenham St called the Paradise Club linked to the Maguires pub next door. I saw one gig there in 1985 which was a John Peel fave the Three Johns who to be honest were pretty dull and disappointing. The venue captured some good bands for a spell, the Rain Parade played there but one of my regrets was missing the Pogues there in front of a very sparse attendance.  I was in town that night but foolishly declined to attend. One other memory was one night me and my brother being in there on our own and having a free reign on record requests and the dancefloor to ourselves!

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Paradise Club. Image credit flickr.com