Not interested here in rock writers in their current haggard state, of which there are innumerable examples on YouTube.... but rather, rock writers in their original pristine prime. These are much rarer, as rock journalism was not taken seriously by the gatekeepers of the mass media.
In roughly chronological order
There are some TV clips of the young Coon here amongst the looking-back stuff.
She also appears here from 14.35 onwards in this next clip, a TV program about The Alternative Society
Richard Williams (Melody Maker) presenting The Old Grey Whistle Test, with a natty mustache
Clip of Legs McNeil and the other fellow from Punk magazine which you'll have to go to YouTube to watch
Danny Baker, pre-NME, and Mark Perry, both then repping for Sniffin' Glue
Apparently the Clash totally fan-boyed Tony P
Charles Shaar Murray
The earliest clip of me on the box is from The Late Show - a live-on-air discussion of Jimi Hendrix. This must be 1990. I was brought on to represent the younger breed alongside more venerable rock pundits like Richard Williams and Charles Shaar Murray (during the long wait, CSM took me in the stairwell for a smoke and tried to ascertain how cool I was about weed. I certainly was not going to get stoned immediately before going on national TV).
I have to say, I looked quite dreamy. Extremely soft-spoken, almost whispering through a cloud of long curly hair, as I unfurled my Dionysian argument: better by far that Hendrix shot across the sky like a meteor than for him to have carried on, gradually dwindling to an ember of his former incandescent intensity. Only the most bourgeois metric would measure a life in terms of mere duration. In his brief transit, shooting star Jimi burned through lifetimes more "experience" than we mere mortals eke out across our cautious, play-safe spans.
Young man's talk, obviously...
It used to be online but no more.... somewhere I have it still on a VHS tape.
UPDATE: Actually you know what, being a hoarder, turns out I saved it from YouTube...
there is also this.... from 1998, the electronica doc Modulations.
I don't look quiteas terrible as I remember... When it was premiered in a movie theater, my bad hair blown up on the big screen, I was aghast.
Kodwo Eshun in the middle of the Reynolds sandwich there, looking very natty indeed.
Another Kodwo bit
I remember being peeved that they used him talking about gabber, and not me!
The full film - I think we are the only journos in it
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I said I didn't want to show the legendary critics in their current haggard state, but chanced on this the other night and it's full of them in varying states of disrepair (and this is quite an old look-back prog, must have been made in the 2000s I should think)
I am obsessed with the advertisements in the old music papers - the New Wave era is particularly rich for the semiotician and lover of graphic design trends, but then so is the Old Wave era. For a historian, it's almost as rich material to draw on as the actual journalism.
However that is not my subject today - my subject today is advertisements for the music press.
I'm going to start looking for the ink-and-paper versions, which I suspect are clueless in the extreme.
But for now here are TV commercials for weekly music papers, going from the early '80s to the 2000s.
These were posted by someone at ILM.
I wonder to what extent they were actually showed on TV. Perhaps some were used as cinema ads.
I remember a radio advert for Melody Maker during my early years of being there that was a really irritating jingle and the chorus went something "Read music, read Melody Maker" in a sing-song sort of matey voice. Or was it "love music, read Melody Maker"? Can't recall but the jingle is lodged in my brain like an indestructible tapeworm.
There was also a T-shirt floating around that said something like "Melody Maker - Tomorrow's Music Today".
In the actual music papers, you would get adverts for other music magazines sometimes - The Face advertised in NME regularly.
Monitor actually bought some micro-ads to run in the NME and also The Face, I think. We had come into some funding.
I can feel this post already extending itself towards future posts, including 1/ music journalists on television and 2/ fictionalized depictions of the rock press on television and in film.
There's quite a lot of the former - as a taster, I give you this ruddy marvellous clip of the Stud Brothers being callously anti-humanist in 1989
10 Jungle Classics - Mojo - April 1995
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Note how the copyeditor assumed that the 2 in "2 Bad Mice" was me having
started and abandoned a numbering system but having forgot...
reading matters / music that stutters
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Chal Ravens has written a lovely in-depth review of Still In A Dream at
London Review of BooksThere's even an LRB playlist so you can listen as you
readKie...
Tellus a story
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Death Is Not The End takes avant-garde LPs originally released by a New
York artist-owned label and reissues them as cassettes.... *Earth
Libraries* tak...
RIP Tim Curry
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A glam icon obviously for his *Frank N Furter* in *The Rocky Horror Picture
Show*, a movie much darker and more interesting than I had first imagined
and...
A Telex from yesterday's future
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An example of what I call "the rhetorics of temporality" - the way critics
compulsively position and reposition things they like, or are...
faves of the 2010s
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(Tracks not full lengths)
Ke$ha – “We R Who We R”
Ke$ha - “Backstabber”
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti, "Round and Round"
Rangers – “Golden Triangles”...
angel delights
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https://rada-ve.bandcamp.com/track/saturn-rings-songs
*Go on* - listen to that gorgeous bubble bath of synthtronica!
Another vintage release, with a vi...