Dear Windypops,
I am writing to you to express my anger and frustration at the inappropriateness of allowing
Take That to release a new single so close to Remembrance Sunday. Can I therefore suggest a three and half-minute silence every time someone attempts to play the said Take That single?
Yours faithfully,
Bernard Chapstick
millersounds.co.uk
Dear Sirs,
I am very much enjoying your esteemed publication, especially the new telepathic version which arrives promptly in my brain every month and gives me something interesting to think about on the way to work. However, as an Englishman, I would like to complain about whichever office drone it is that sends these braincasts out, as he is forever thinking about ladies' bosoms. I am more of an elbow and shins man myself.
Having said that, I do very much delight in the intentional content of your magazine, especially the exclusive telepathy-only articles. 'When Bass Players OD' raised some smiles, and the gruelling account of one woman's ordeal at the hands of five simultaneous stalkers, 'Procol Harum And Me' made me sob and laugh and sob again.
Adam S. Leslieadamsleslie.com myspace.com/adamsleslie
Dear Pops,
'Guerilla Gigs' seem to be all the rage these days. Anyone who caught
Will Young treating his fans to a sexually-charged one off performance on Hampstead Heath will be familiar with the phenomenon. But when I decided to surprise the general public with a free banging 2-hour drum n bass set, it was met with nothing but hostility. I don't get it. I turned the sound down during most of the burial service and I wasn't standing on the graves like the vicar said. Some people...
Chop it up, lay it down.
DJ Parsnip
myspace.com/djparsnip
Dear Windypops,
I feel I must take exception to your claim in a previous Popcast that
Spliffpilchard are an Ambient Grindcore Metal band when they are clearly Savage Techno metalheads.
They may have started out with Nu-Gloom Rock sensibilities, and ridden the wave of success enjoyed by most of the War-zombie Deathrock bands of the nineties, but their more recent Dark House Punk influence has been deeply felt within the Uber-Corpse Blues Hammer Jammer scene for well over eight months now.
Surely this affords them the kudos and respect to be accepted as a Nu-Renaissance Murder Rock Doomcore combo in their own right instead of the convenient tag, "Scrawny Mincing Axe-Boglers". Not that I want to pigeonhole them of course.
Biscuitshapedly Yours,
Trevor Poink
myspace.com/bumhistory
myspace.com/dogstand
One of the most intriguing of phenomena is a genuine anachronism. We here at Windypops were baffled to receive a "letter" written on "paper" several days ago. Needless to say we now feel quite unsettled. Click on the picture to have a look at this curiousity yourself:
Dear Team,
I was told that when you play some records backwards, hidden satanic messages can be heard. Out of curiosity, I decided to try this with 'Countdown To Extinction' by
Megadeath during a recent live dj set. Much to my surprise, it revealed a touching 45-minute sermon by the Archbishop of Canterbury. It went down rather well!
Fshizzle my nizzle.
DJ Parsnip
myspace.com/djparsnip
Hi Windypops,
I have really been enjoying the vast majority of CD reviews on your site and more often than not often, they are bang on the dollar.
The reviews of “Get Off The Phone” by Stinky Pipette, “Usual / Unusual” by The Clock Rocking Crater Chimps and “Pan Left for Corinthian” by Towed From the Mole, were excellent choices, but I would have liked to have seen at least one or more of the following CD’s considered for review.
“Apricot Sundays” by The Krill Nuncles. “Message to Pomposity” by The Isthmian Leagues, “Automatic Whistler” by The Dynamic Damage Detection Crew feat MC Gordon or even “Plagued By The Rash Caused By The Perfume Left In Direct Sunlight” - the 16 cd retrospective of the early years of the midlands based “Darren” label.
Also I would like to point out one glaring omission from your otherwise excellent coverage of the current hottest and most popular music scenes, making up what is going on in music today.
Your complete failure to cover the burgeoning Rastabillypychopoppunk Mod/Folk Fusion scene that is taking place in the Feniscowles district of Blackburn, is positively unfathomable. Its emergence is absolutely unique and is probably the most important thing to happen to the music scene in this country in the last thirty years, and it is already drawing people (some of them with cars) into Feniscowles from as far away as Pleasington and Hoghton (both of which are more than three miles away).
So come on Windypops don’t be left behind - get to where it is at – The Function Room of The Red Lion in Feniscowles (the first Tuesday bi-monthly) and you may even be lucky enough to catch blazing sets from the three darlings of the RBPPPMF/F scene - The Paper Cut Chasers, The Medieval Mongs, and Wang.
Regards,
Raymonde Bosley
Feniscowles, Blackburn.
millersounds.co.uk
Dear Windypops,
Further to your article on celebrity fights, I was witness to a most juicy set-to whilst dining at my favourite combined noodle bar and blacksmiths in London's fashionable Soho last weekend. I was initially annoyed at the prospect of being forced to watch yet more ugly street violence – but, to my delight, the brawl turned out to be between a drunken
Sir George Martin on one hand, and the terrified
Liza Goddard,
Sarah Greene and
Floella Benjamin on the other. Needless to say, Sir George whupped their collective asses good. As he was taken away by police I could see him punching the air in victory and roaring, “Now who's the producer of Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band?”
I wish also to draw attention to my own terrifying encounter with
James Blunt last Saturday afternoon. I was shopping in my local branch of H&M when he saw my face in a crowded place and didn't know what to do. I don't know what to do either. Please help. Apparently he has a plan which he refuses to divulge, and this makes me nervous like you wouldn't believe.
It turns out Belle And Sebastian are really Donovan as I'd suspected all along.
Anyway, please keep up the good work. All my best wishes, love and unwanted attentions,
Adam S. Leslie
adamsleslie.com myspace.com/adamsleslie
Windypops says: Thankyou, lovely, lovely people, for your kind words