You know, sometimes you lose touch with friends for no reason. There's no bad blood, it's just that life takes you in different directions. Yesterday, I bought a mono copy of The Artwoods' Art Gallery from Guerssen. I'd had the Repertoire CD for ages, but it was in stereo and I just needed it, you know? Anyway, this morning, I did my usual ritual: I woke up, chatted with my wife about the problems women always seem to find out of nowhere, and made myself a coffee. Then I placed my new purchase on the turntable. I dropped the needle and started reading Mike Stax's (as usual) detailed and entertaining liner notes. Then, at the end, I found this in the photo above. My beloved partner in crime for ages, Jean Philippe (to his friends jpstooges) here at White Trash Soul had done the remastering, since the original mono tapes had been lost! I'm very proud of him, and I had to share this with all of you. I sent him an email to one of the countless addresses he's sent me over the years (he was a nightmare about this, but I love him anyway), and then sat down to write these few words. I have many goodies from JP in my vault from years gone by, so hopefully I'll post them for you in the next few weeks. Cheers to you mate!
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Dad of three Handsome Devils. Garage Punk Pounders, Soul Stompers, Punk Rock 'n' Roll Stormers, Greasy R&B, Funky Sizzlers and Mod Freakbeat fuzzters (mostly)! Grown Up Wrong in the 90s, hooked with the grooves of Acid Jazz and Madchester's Baggy scene. A lot of Indie Pop jangles too. Reverend in the Church of Venerated Saint Johnny Thunders. In love with shakin' maracas, tambourines and wailin' farfizas. Little Richard was the King & Queen of Rock'n'Roll. The first Punk Rocker was a gay blackman from Macon, GA. FUCK YOU! Subvert normality, Kill All Hippies. Antifascist/antiracist/antisocial/anti-stupid.
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