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ROCK The Mighty Wah!
Pete Wylie: talkative
’We’re gomg to Hull to get our own back on them for producing bands like ngmaker and The Beautiful South.’ Welcome back The Mighty Wahl’s Pete Wylie, motormouth, professional Scouser and man who's about to release his first record for eight years after a near-fatal fall cut short his maverick pop career. You’ll know Wylie from his masswe mid-805 hit 'The Story Of The Blues’. He did it With his first band, the prophetically named The Cruc‘ial Three. Wylie formed the band in post-punk Liverpool With Ian McCulloch and Julian Cope, both of whom went on to greater glories with Echo And The Bunnymen and The Teardrop Explodes. You may also know him as the ligging legend, the party animal on every guest list in London, but most of all you’ll know him as the man With the mouth
as big as the Mersey.
Wylie’s on the campaign trail, promoting his new single, the Spectoresque ’Heart As Big As Liverpool’. He swaggers into a sedate Edinburgh bar that only seconds previously had been awash with mid- afternoon dozrness and everything jolts into life. He’s greeting old friends, making new ones and trying to convince his record company to buy him the flying V guitar he's just spotted in the antique shop next door.
Wylie is genuinely amazed at the response he’s received thus far. ‘That’s why I’m filming everything,’ he grins while wavmg a state of the art video camera. ’To capture all these incredible things that have been going on.’
The 1,000 cOpies limited edition ’Heart As Big As Liverpool’ precedes a second single, 'Loverboy' and album, the tellineg titled Songs Of Strength And Heartbreak, both of which look set for release early next year. Live dates also await, which should feature former Smiths drummer and, following on from a bruising yet eventually victorious court case against Morrissey, brand new millionaire Mike Joyce on board.
'Heart As Big As Liverpool' was played at Anfield three times last Saturday 'then Liverpool went and lost 3-1’, groans Wylie.
Like most things though, this is something the Mersey Mouth can swallow eaSily. (Neil Cooper)
Heart As Big A5 Liverpool is out now on Columbia.
Glasgow: l3th Note, Fri 4; Edinburgh: Cas Rock, Sat 5.
'We’re starting a rock ’n’ roll revolution,' bellows ttirbine-voiced, hyperbole-chompin’ nu-SOul MeSSiah John Robb.
'And?’ you may ask. Nothing new there. After all, every three-bit indie coulda-been from Tulsa to the Tyne has foretold of their own devastatineg ’unigue’ seditious plans, With almost unanimously crap reStilts lt's Just something them crazy pop star types
, say, right? Right But when it comes to
Robb's band, the all-sv~Jingin’, all- carousin’ buncha insurrectionistC they call Gold Blade, such rawk-by-numbers self-aggrandisement becomes a neon- clear signal to shut up and take studious heed.
‘The mtiSIc scene is completely fucked. Nobody has got anything to communicate except their boredom It's like prog rock all over again and that’s the very antitheSis of fire and exotement and primal sexual energy,’ he spits, his larynx threatening to explode through sheer, brirnstone- scorched riglite0usness 'Something's gonna happen. Somethings gonna crack And we’re the ones that are gonna do it we've got the edge, we’ve got the power'
Fighting talk, indeed. But then Mr Robb is more qualified than most to rage fortissimo on the failings of pre- rnillennial pop. From a stint in punk rabble-rousers the Membranes, to scribbling tomes devoted to fellow Mancs the Stone Roses and appearing as Mary Ann Hobbs’ motor-mouthed
Gold Blade cut clean
'CuItural attache’, Robb has a firebrand-einbossed calling-card for every occasion. And now, ever the starry-eyed maverick, he and his fellow Blade runners (all of whom are avowed non-smoking, non-drinking fitness fanatich plan to take on the world. ’We want to be able to inspire through the celebration of rock ’n’ roll. We want everyone to iorn our gang.‘ And while Robb's soapbox rants are aimed sguarely at The Enemy, lifestyle preferences ain't an issue YOu want to get drunk7 No problem You want to get stoned? Go for it, It's all about choice, see, and in Gold Blade's
righteous sphere, everyone’s a Winner, -
baby. The revolution starts here. (Sarah Dempster)