Tag: The Skints
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RC 334: Windmills of Mercury
A long episode of Radio Clash for reasons explained within, this has taken over a week to finish and started out being an uptempo celebration of Windmills of Your Mind, the Mercury Awards and Eddie Van Halen during the first Kitchen Disco Hour…and became rather more downbeat after I learned that Radio Clash has been…
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New Skints video – the Island
I played The Skints a fair bit recently on the podcast, and indeed this was featured song was in #317 but glad it’s got a new animated video. Especially for all of us who feel like we are trapped on this island with idiot gammons and the evil likes of Dominic Cummings, Priti Patel and…
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RC 317: Europa Mon Amour / Royal Flush
There Aint No Party Like A Brexit Party! Friday 31st of January, in the next day or so the UK will be exiting the European Union which it has been a member of since 1973. Europa No More! Longer than I’ve been alive. So this podcast isn’t a fusty dusty talk about the Ins and…
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RC 315: Eat The Rich For Christmas
Merry Brexmas from the Former United Kingdom! It’s the last show of the year, and because I don’t have a little elf like the big guys I can’t do a canned Christmas ‘highlights package’ and have to actually, well, do a show despite the lack of cheer caused by the insane political climate. So hence…
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RC 306: The First Pride Was a Riot And Other Stories
Just over a week ago was the 50th anniversary of the riot at Stonewall Inn, and today is London Pride, so the first half is a queer collection of revolutionary songs, from trans hardcore punk to dragapella, werk a pose to some acid banji realness and pansexual pop, and some folk tunes from the fabulous…
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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…