Sound Of Young Leeds week On Radio Feastingonroadkill. From 1989 Cud: ‘Only (A Prawn In Whitby)’
“It was suggested that this song was written after the band had seen the superstar of pop, Morrissey while on a day trip to the seaside resort. At that time Mozza had taken a very public and militant stand for vegetarianism. However, the CUD band would have you believe they saw him sampling the fine prawns of Whitby. The man in question turned out to not be Morrissey but a lookalike.”
“It’s weird for me (the concept of downloading). I’m not from that. I’m from going into a shop and buying a 45. We’ve come through vinyl, tapes and CDs - it’s all the same, except people don’t pay for it (now). I don’t mind. It works out.”—Paul McCartney on downloading here. Visionary music industry genius, or confused old man?
Wakefield headline of the month. C’mon, is your town this weird?
“Robert Howard, mitigating, said: ‘This lady realised she had a problem with drink earlier this year and went to recovery. She was trying to go to an AA meeting in Pontefract. She was not over the limit but became frustrated and upset because she could not find the meeting and had a relapse. She bought two bottles of wine from Morrison’s, parked up 400 yards from home and consumed the alcohol.”
British tumblin’ chums. Check out your home sweet home here. E.g.
"Wakefield, the city of chavs. A city steeped in medieval history and famous as ‘the merrie city’
Chav central occurs on Sunday mornings in particular where the wakefield market is a magnet for burberry shell suit cladded chavs looking for a deal. The more descerning chavster sporting a Tommy Hellfinger top and parading around with his / her Nokia 3310 admiring the latest phone cover in a replica Burberry style. The chavettes will be sporting adidas four stripe tracksuits and wearing plenty of ‘da bling bling’ purchased with vouchers at Argos a go go and window shopping at one of the three hundred pound shops that are available, superdrug will be visited three to four times a day and the chavs will be seen in Boots smothering themselves in as many tester aftershaves as possible, mainly on a Friday as they prepare themselves for a thunderbirds or mad dog 20/20 fuelled weekend
Moving onto the more central areas of the city to the chav feeding hole AKA Mcdonalds. The chavs will be munching their way through happy meals galore. Occasionally and probably on giro day they may have supersized and be swaggering around with a 10 litre coke and two straws. Skateboarding chavs are a common site and wino chavs are in there plenty. Eastmoor in particular seems to breed chavs and I have spotted Burberry clad babies chavs many a time. Lupset seems to be a chav mecca where they are literaly born in a shell suit with a 9ct sovereign given as a birth present, this causes the heavy gold to extend the arms at a young age to enable knuckle dragging chavs to flip the bird from a very young chav development stage.”
Yet more sweet soul goodness for funk and soul week. From the archives of northern soul, (and that time when 50 something guys and gals who worked in filling stations or checkouts in Atlanta didn’t realise that they were legends to kids from Wigan or Wakefield in 40” wide trousers and ankle length leather coats) I give you Lynn Varnado; ‘Tell Me Whats Wrong’
Having recently promised and failed to make my own patch of th’internet of more interest to British visitors, I have now resorted to riding on the coattails of my compatriots. Mud Island is a tumblr by Brits for anyone. Bad weather, bad teeth, St Trinian’s films, the Daily Mail, buggery, racism and so much more: if it’s British, we’ll get around to tumbling about it. I’m sure you can hardly contain your excitement.