Tag: Kae Tempest
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Francis Lung – 2p Machine
Every once in a while – in fact rarely, a song stops you in your tracks. This happened today with ‘2p Machine’ by Francis Lung…A wonderful magical story of Sasha and the 2p Machine – oh I was obsessed with those tuppenny falls as a kid too – something very magic realist about this, and…
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RC 367: Indie Space Butterfly
Release your inner Space Butterfly! First we have some good news – Radio Clash is back on iTunes and Spotify – for now….Well a big hello to all intelligent lifeforms on there and to everyone else, the secret is to bang the rocks together, guys!. The Copy Gods of Olympus Were Angry And Threatened a…
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RC 343: Punks In The Jungle / Pigs in the Park
Following on from the events of Saturday before last in Clapham Common with the Metropolitan Police attack on the Sarah Everard vigil (a police officer has been charged with her killing, so a very bad move), I hoist the podcast as a sign in support of 97% and join in the chant of We Will…
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RC 336: (Don’t Call It A) Lockdown 2: Election Boogaloo
“Riot shields, voodoo economicsIt’s just business, cattle prods and the I.M.FI trust I can rely on your vote” Uncertain times means an eclectic conscious podcast to reflect that, where we are surfing the second wave of lockdown and electional dysfunction with dub, reggae, metal, drum and bass, hip-hop, indie. kosmische, ambient neo-classical, punk and more…
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RC 332: Rain on Brass
Of course I recorded this autumnal podcast over a week ago when it was a rainy late August and early September with brass monkey weather….and now to utterly mock me we have a late Indian summer and bright sunshine! And lo this podcast seems completely irrelevant…until then next autumn shower. Maybe it’s sunny because of…
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RC 304: Sweat Dreams (Keep Going Through This)
Bad decisions in the night…and sweaty dreams, a poisoned well. How do you sleep? Our town has dark streets (beware of darkness) on this eve of destruction….Unexploded bombs and European elections. 2021 or 2092, Southern freeze or armageddon the comet is coming, and they’re all out to get you these plainclothes men. There is nothing…