Listening Spot Check

[CantSleepClownsWillGetMe]

Out of curiosity - what music are you all listening to right now? Or, if the TV's on, what CD is in your player right now? No cheating. No digging out some favourite album to big up. Just tell it like it is.

Thank you,

June

PS Mine is playing 'Şişeler' by Ankarali Namik: a Turkish pop singer, with a sound vaguely reminiscent of an MC at a cheesy wedding. Love it love love it!

[Jonathan E.]

Some dub with a DJ toasting over, 'Chant down Babylon." I don't know who it is because it's on a mixed download — and can't place it although it sounds familiar. Probably King Tubby.

[Adam Blake]

U Roy, mon... Album call "Now"...

(Name that quote: "And even the dog that piss against the walls of Babylon shall not escape this judgement.")

[Kirin]

I'm listening to birds outside and water running out of a tap. There isn't any music playing at the moment, but the last song that I had on was (thinking back) Doi Doi from Koenjihyakkei's Hundred Sights of Koenji.

[Jonathan E.]

U Roy, mon... Album call "Now"...

(Name that quote: "And even the dog that piss against the walls of Babylon shall not escape this judgement.")

How long do I have? Somewhere I have this. Off the top of my head I say Johnny Clarke. Or maybe Prince Far-I.

Now I'm listening to my hard drive whirr, my chair squeak, just a little wind outside, a small plane, and my bossy dog complaining because it's his dinner time and why am I wasting all my time with this stupid box when I could be feeding him. Yes, it is past his preferred dinner time! But . . . my dog does not piss on the walls of Babylon 'cos all we've got around here are trees.

[Gordon Neill]

Is this like some sort of police spot check? You get told to pull over and PLEASE STEP AWAY FROM THE CD PLAYER AND KEEP YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR, SIR. I see. Do you have a licence to listen to Bo Diddley, sir? You do know these are restricted recordings? And his claims to be a gunsliger is probably a controvention of the Terrorism Act. I'm going to have to confiscate this. And I must warn you that anything you hum will be taken down and used as evidence against you. Oh, and could you blow into this balloon for me please? I think we're going to have a party down at the station.

PS (Name that quote: "And even the dog that piss against the walls of Babylon shall not escape this judgement.") Was it Barbara Woodehouse?

[Charlie]

A car alarm, could be a house alarm, somewhere out in the street. The sound of the city.

[Rod B.]

I have much more sensible Balkan music I should be listening to, but instead I'm playing 'Ne siam kurve tuke sijam prostitutke' by Goran Bregovic. It's great! I only wish I understood the lyrics.

[Jamie Renton]

The sound of the Westway. By which I don't mean The Clash, I mean the sound of cars on the Westway, which runs overhead next to my office.

[Con Murphy]

Somebody lent me the Fleet Foxes CD, which I was listening to before I got off the train. Quite apposite to this forum, really, because on first listen they sound like a quite dreadful amalgam of drippy sub-Beach Boys harmonies (happy birthday Brian Wilson) and neo-Woodstockian hippified dreck. I've never felt more out of touch with music's prevailing trends.

[Dominic]

Someone in the office has been playing Joy Division this morning.

I'm waiting for the chance to play a CD I bought at a gig last night - Laura Gibson's Six White Horses: Blues & Traditionals volume 1. On the other hand, she has such a quiet manner I might save it for a time when it won't be drowned out by the phone ringing, the traffic on Euston Road, colleagues shouting at each other etc.

[Rob Hall]

R4, some programme about prawn fishing in Scotland.

[Ian A.]

Ugur Isik - Turkish cellist on Kalan. Track 1, so I can't tell you if its any good yet . . . though sounds promising . . .

[Papa M]

Spam Allstars forthcoming album. Next big thing in Turntableist music?

[Dayna]

Should I say it or not?
Aerosmith's Dream On- this orchestrated version has been stuck on repeat since last week. I can't explain it. I can't understand why no one else hears it the way I do.