Although I’m enjoying my belated discovery of the marvel that is Everyone’s Mixtape, where I am thoroughly wallowing in my obsessive collating of John Peel’s Festive Fifty in audio format (no doubt along with 50 other circa fifty-somethings), I do remember with fondness what appeared, when I was a teenager, to be wave upon wave of new music.
Now, I understand that the Sex Pistols were little more than an “outrageous” version of the “outrageous” New York Dolls; that the Two Tone groups started out as punky or poppy groups with a nod to ska and bluebeat; that the New Romantics adored Roxy Music and Bowie; and that the strange advent of folk, bluegrass and rockabilly inspired music in the mid-80′s harked back to days where, well, a night out was not quite as electronic and a darn sight more straightforward than a posing down The Blitz.
However, it struck me recently that over the past – I kid you not – 20 years I have had very few moments where I’ve thought “Wow, that is genuinely new!” Yes, I’ve loved loads of music heard on Last.FM, Dandelion Radio, Thelonius Funk and the weekly downloads I subscribe to from Rough Trade. But nothing ever sounds genuinely new.
So, in the spirit of adventure, I have resolved to scour the planet more than ever before to come across those fresh beats (am I sounding middle-aged enough yet?) and will hopefully create a new mixtape, track by track, over the next few weeks. Any suggestions of exciting and new music that I can add to the tape will be gratefully received. I hope to be proved completely wrong, out of touch, and end up with a wonderfully fresh and re-energised music collection.