Hard of hearing? I blame Mick Jones (sorta)
Hello and welcome back to the centre of all things Clash. Thanks for dropping in although I’m not sure if I can live up to that initial pronouncement. I hope your day went well (Wednesday as I write, probably Thursday when you read this), mine was kind of like the Morrissey album Southpaw Grammar – it looked okay on the outside but the contents were similar to the feeling you get when you’ve stepped in dog waste. So the less said about today the better although I did have a revelation and determined the root cause – Mick Jones.
Perhaps I should explain, although my eyesight (still 20/20 and a great source of personal pride) serves me well at my old reasonable modest age of 43, my hearing is not faring quite so well. I guess I’ve been aware of that fact for the better part of seven years, in the office where I used to work I would always cradle the telephone to my right ear because it was easier to hear the other party that way. It seemed like common sense but it just became a habit to the point where I now never use my left ear if I’m on the phone, more recently I’ve noticed that if somebody’s sitting to my left it can be slightly more difficult to hear them, but seeing as I drive in preference to being a passenger I can always hear whoever is sitting in the passenger seat, regardless of wanting to. I don’t have a solution for that should I move back to England however.
I probably should have it tested but have reluctantly accepted the fact that it’s probably been this way for many years and chances are that it was set in motion when I was in my early teens. When I first went to concerts my priority was to be nearest the part of the stage that would be inhabited by Mick Jones or at least (if it were another band) the most likely location for the band’s guitarist. The trend became the norm and looking back I probably have headed to the front left as you face the stage 80% of the time at all concerts I’ve attended. It’s ensured that I’ve had up close views of Will Sargent, Johnny Marr, Graham Coxon and loads of others too numerous to mention but it’s also placed the left side of my head nearest in exposure to the PA stack at countless concerts over the last almost 30 years. It makes perfect sense to me now and of course I don’t regret a single thing, although I do wonder just what I was thinking when I would settle down 10 feet away from the noisiest possible place when seeing My Bloody Valentine or The Wedding Present. Within the last decade I’ve now spotted younger concertgoers downing their pint of Stella and adjusting their ear plugs before the headline act arrives on stage. I can even recall scoffing at their tenderness and wondering when everything changed although I’m sure they are capable of ambidextrous (is there a word for both ears?) telephone use. I guess I don’t mind really but I’ve just given away the game as to how I feel about you if I insist you sit on my left. As for Mick Jones, there’s no hard feelings I just wonder if a high ratio of 40/50-something female Clash fans are suffering reduced hearing on the right side due to their insistence to be near Paul Simonon whenever possible.
Not for the first time I’ve gone completely off track but I do have three short things to attend to all of which can be related quite quickly.
One – The Clash feature in the newest edition of Rolling Stone. It’s nice to see the bands name on the cover of the formerly esteemed publication, but why there’s a photograph of some young lady named Justin on said cover is beyond me. As for the article, do what I did at the supermarket the other day, after grabbing some pears and a selection of fine cheeses make your way to the magazine aisle and save the $4.99 and read the article in-store. It’s not that good anyway, however a note to Rolling Stone – if you had put The Clash on the cover I might have purchased your magazine.

Win Butler...comparisions with Joe?
Two – The NME is still going strong and apparently the new issue features a list of the 50 best front men of all time. If you happen to be in England and want to try the same shopping trick I’ve outlined above could you please advise exactly where Joe Strummer ranks on that list? I’m hoping and assuming he’s in the top five but you never know with the modern and forgetful NME writers. Incidentally you can see those who ranked 26 through 50 on the NME website if you’re so inclined.
Three – Win Butler should be a name you know (if not, he is the vocalist of the recently Grammy grabbing Arcade Fire). I’m seeing a number of tweets, articles, comments and posts that the Californian/Texan/Canadian front man of Arcade Fire is somehow channeling the convictions, spirit and/or the appearance of Joe Strummer. Does anyone else support this concept? At the risk of being beaten down I’ll confess that I do like Arcade Fire very much but as an authenticity measure let me point out that I bought their debut album within a week of its release and saw them at a venue (Modified) a few weeks later that holds fewer people than the average Burger King. Having seen him at close quarters and of course subsequently apart from the semi-Mohican hair currently being sported I don’t find any of the connections with Joe to truly be applicable. So please tell me where I’m going wrong? A related note – I do like the bands cover version of Talking Heads ‘This must be the Place (naive melody)’ I wish that they had never tackled The Guns of Brixton. It doesn’t work for them.
Right that’s me checking out for the time being, much more to follow including a podcast and other news as it comes in. Cheers – Tim



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