Paul Johnson
DJ Funk
DJ Sneak
DJ Rush
Waxmaster
Hyperactive
Jammin Gerald
Brian Wilson
George Clinton
Lil Louis
Ashley Beedle
Neil Landstrumm
Kenny Dope
DJ Hell
Louis Vega
K-Alexi
Dr. Dre is in the house yeah
Omega in the house
Gemini is in the house
Jeff Mills is in the house
DJ Deeon
DJ Milton
DJ Slugo
DJs on the low
Green Velvet
Joey Beltram
DJ Esp
Roy Davis
Boo Williams
DJ Tonka
DJ Skull
DJ Pierre
Mark Dearborn in the house, yeah.
Todd Edward’s in the house
Romanthony’s in the house
Ceevea in the house
Luke Slater
Derrick Carter
Robert Hood
Paris Mitchel
Dave Clarke is in the house
Van Helden in the house
Armando in the house
Surgeon’s in the house, yeah
A list of Things You Do For Love.
Loss is not infinite
Is it better to stand for something, or fight against?
Would you rather be right, or happy?
Ayahuasca nuts in Mammut kecks
Acoustic guitar playing lids
Inspirational quote-loving ninjas in Valentino trabs
Meditation meatheads
Anti-vaccine stoners
Vegan kick off merchants
An angry man on a march for peace
Mental health awareness bullies
Ketamine psychology lessons
Have you got kids? You don’t know what you’re fucking talking about then.
Loss is not infinite
Loss is not infinite baby
Some skinhead lectures your nan about 15 minute cities
A chef microdoses cocaine
A fella with a poppy has got a swastika tattoo
An enlightened taxi driver informs you that the earth is actually square A firm of Facebook mas are on their way to the scene of a crime
Gym owners are still quoting the Magna Carta
A kid buys a new balaclava while his idol vanishes beyond the furthest city light
You know what you need, lad?
Less Berghaus, more Bauhaus
A litter picker calls your mate gay because he sat up straight on the train to St Helens Whatever you do, don’t be yourself
Loss is not infinite
Loss is not infinite baby
Madonna - Vogue
David Holmes - Necessary Genius (Featuring Raven Violet)
Brian Eno - Third Uncle
There are tins
There was pork
There are legs
There are sharks
There was John
There are cliffs
There was mother
There’s a poker
There was you
Then there was you
There are scenes
There are blues
There are boots
There are shoes
There are Turks
There are fools
They’re in lockers
They’re in schools
They’re in you
Then there was you
Burn my fingers
Burn my toes
Burn my uncle
Burn his books
Burn his shoes
Cook the leather
Put it on me
Does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
Burn my fingers
Burn my toes
Burn my uncle
Burn his books
Burn his shoes
Cook the leather
Put it on me
Does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
There are tins
There was pork
There are legs
There are sharks
There was John
There are cliffs
There was mother
There’s a poker
There was you
Then there was you
There are scenes
There are blues
There are boots
There are shoes
There are Turks
There are fools
They’re in lockers
They’re in schools
They’re in you
Then there was you
Burn my fingers
Burn my toes
Burn my uncle
Burn his books
Burn his shoes
Cook the leather
Put it on me
Does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
There are tins
There was pork
There are legs
There are sharks
There was John
There are cliffs
There was mother
There’s a poker
There was you
Then there was you
Shout out to Vaginal Creme Davis
Hot topic is the way that we rhyme
Hot topic is the way that we rhyme
Hot topic is the way that we rhyme
Hot topic is the way that we rhyme
Carol Rama and Eleanor Antin (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Yoko Ono and Carolee Schneemann (One step behind the drum style)
“You’re getting old”, that’s what they’ll say (One step behind the drum style)
But don’t give a damn I’m listening anyway (One step behind the drum style)
Stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Don’t you stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
I can’t live if you stop (One step behind the drum style)
Don’t you stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Gretchen Phillips and Cibo Matto (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Leslie Feinberg and Faith Ringgold (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Mr. Lady, Laura Cottingham (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Mab Segrest and The Butchies, man (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Don’t stop (One step behind the drum style)
Don’t you stop (One step behind the drum style)
We won’t stop (One step behind the drum style)
Don’t you stop (One step behind the drum style)
So many rules and so much opinion (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
So much shit to give in, give in to (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
So many rules and so much opinion (One step behind the drum style)
So much bullshit but we won’t give in (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
We won’t stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Don’t you stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
I can’t live if you stop
Tammy Rae Carland and Sleater-Kinney (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Vivienne Dick and Lorraine O’Grady (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Gayatri Spivak and Angela Davis (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Laurie Weeks and Dorothy Allison (One step behind the drum style)
Stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Don’t you stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Please don’t stop (One step behind the drum style)
We won’t stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Gertrude Stein, Marlon Riggs, Billie Jean King, Ut, DJ Cuttin Candy
David Wojnarowicz, Melissa York, Nina Simone, Ann Peebles, Tami Hart
The Slits, Hanin Elias, Hazel Dickens, Cathy Sissler
Shirley Muldowney, Urvashi vaid, Valie Export
Cathy Opie, James Baldwin, Diane Dimassa
Aretha Franklin, Joan Jett, Mia X, Krystal Wakem
Kara Walker, Justin Bond, Bridget Irish, Juliana Lueking
Cecelia Dougherty, woo! Ariel Schrag, The Need, Vaginal Creme Davis
Alice Gerard, Billy Tipton, Julie Doucet, Yayoi Kusama, Eileen Myles
Oh no, no, no, don’t stop, stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Oh no, no, no, don’t stop, stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Oh no, no, no, don’t stop, stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Oh no, no, no, don’t stop, stop (Hot topic is the way that we rhyme)
Oh no, no, no, don’t stop, stop (One step behind the drum style)
(One step behind the drum style)
Oh no, no, no, don’t stop, stop (One step behind the drum style)
(One step behind the drum style)
One of the best lyricists this country has produced imo, calling out a phoney and listing some great writers along the way.
Keep quoting
Cabaret, Berlin, Burroughs, J.G. Ballard, Duchamp, Beauvoir, Kerouac,
Kierkegaard, Michael Rennie. I don’t believe you really like Frank Sinatra.
Deborah was a Catholic girl
She held out till the bitter end
Carla was a different type
She’s the one who put it in
Mary was a black girl
I was afraid of a girl like that
Suzen painted pictures
Sitting down like a Buddha sat
Reno was a nameless girl
A geographic memory
Cathy was a Jesus freak
She liked that kind of misery
Vicki had a special way
Of turning sex into a song
Kamala, who couldn’t sing,
Kept the beat and kept it strong
Zilla was an archetype
The voodoo queen, the queen of wrath
Joan thought men were second best
To masturbating in a bath
Sherry was a feminist
She really had that gift of gab
Kathleen’s point of view was this
Take whatever you can grab
Seattle was another girl
Who left her mark upon the map
Karen liked to tie me up
And left me hanging by a strap
Jeannie had a nightclub walk
That made grown men feel underage
Mariella, who had a son
Said I must go, but finally stayed
Gloria, the last taboo
Was shattered by her tongue one night
Mimi brought the taboo back
And held it up before the light
Marilyn, who knew no shame
Was never ever satisfied
Julie came and went so fast
She didn’t even say goodbye
Rhonda had a house in Venice
Lived on brown rice and cocaine
Patty had a house in Houston
Shot cough syrup in her veins
Linda thought her life was empty
Filled it up with alcohol
Katherine was much too pretty
She didn’t do that shit at all
Uh-uh, not Kathrine
Pauline thought that love was simple
Turn it on and turn it off
Jean-marie was complicated
Like some French filmmaker’s plot
Gina was the perfect lady
Always had her stockings straight
Jackie was a rich punk rocker
Silver spoon and a paper plate
Sarah was a modern dancer
Lean pristine transparency
Janet wrote bad poetry
In a crazy kind of urgency
Tanya Turkish liked to fuck
While wearing leather biker boots
Brenda’s strange obsession
Was for certain vegetables and fruit
Rowena was an artist’s daughter
The deeper image shook her up
Dee Dee’s mother left her father
Took his money and his truck
Debbie Rae had no such problems
Perfect Norman Rockwell home
Nina, 16, had a baby
Left her parents, lived alone
Bobbi joined a New Wave band
Changed her name to Bobbi Sox
Eloise, who played guitar
Sang songs about whales and cops
Terri didn’t give a shit
Was just a nihilist
Ronnie was much more my style
Cause she wrote songs just like this
Jezebel went forty days
Drinking nothing but Perrier
Dinah drove her Chevrolet
Into the San Francisco Bay
Judy came from Ohio
She’s a Scientologist
Amaranta, here’s a kiss
I chose you to end this list
Ibiza, Majorca, and Benidorm too
I’ve searched all these places but never found you
My aunt was married to a Gus who was a bit of schlub–we would sing this song behind his back.
yo, kid, remember back in the day
the underground was truly the underground
people weren’t trying to make hits
people were about it
no name dropping
it was just straight up underground club hopping
yo, remember the omen?
what happened?
yo, dorian gray
yo, kid, what happened
what?
what?
berlin
the planet
what happened?
tresor
oh, they’re still there
the line
nyc
what happened?
can somebody tell me?
studio 54
we all know what happened
the box
shut down
what happened?
mars?
what happened?
what happened?
love parade
what happened?
danceteria
what happened?
legends uk
what happened?
ministry
trax
what happened?
palladium
what happened?
sound factory
what happened?
hip house
what the f+ck happened?
drum’n’bass
what happened?
techno
what’s happening?
the sonar
what happened?
it used to be so good
new york
the new music seminar
yo, man
new york
yo, new york
what the
chicago
the house sound
you gotta be kidding
what happened?
detroit techno
come on, man
what’s up?
what’s up?
what’s up, kid?
what’s up?
it’s like, what’s going on?
frequencies
play with my mind
i’m getting lost back in time
i want to lose myself in the rhythm
you okay?
what’s happening?
what happened?
i don’t know
d+mn
what’s happening?
yeah, i know things change
rearrange
but really do
what’s happening?
johnny, come late, please
missing
John Lennon - Gimme Some Truth
I’m sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
Ive had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope
No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Money for dope
Money for rope
I’m sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mamas little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now
I’ve had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth
No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Its money for dope
Money for rope
Ah, I’m sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
Ive had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
Seven ways I’m going to move your soul
Seven ways we’re going to lose control
Seven ways and we’ll give no slack
Seven ways to make you jack
Number 1
Visually touch the body in front of you
Caress it with your eyes
Drink it in slowly
Number 2
Close your eyes
Remember the body you’ve just seen
Then slowly undress it
Number 3
Reach out, and without touching
Show what you want to do to the body in front of you
Seven ways I’m going to move your soul
Seven ways we’re going to lose control
Seven ways and we’ll give no slack
Seven ways to make you jack
Seven ways I’m going to move your soul
Seven ways we’re going to lose control
Seven ways and we’ll give no slack
Seven ways to make you jack
Number 4
Put your right hand upon the shoulder of the body in front of you
Number 5
Rhythmically move your body to the beat
Number 6
Physically touch the body in front of you
In every way imaginable
Number 7
Lose complete mental control
And begin to jack
Seven ways I’m going to move your soul
Seven ways we’re going to lose control
Seven ways and we’ll give no slack
Seven ways to make you jack
It’s only a list of three but the tune and video are great.
It’s you, only you
It’s you, only you
It’s you, only you
You are an important person, a rare individual
A unique creature
There has never been anyone just like you
And never will be
You have talents and abilities no one else has
In some ways, you’re superior to any other living person
The power to do anything you can imagine is within you
When you discover your real self
By practicing a few simple laws of success
First law of success
Take inventory of your assets
Don’t be modest or critical
Be open and objective
Get a pencil and paper
Write down every good thing about yourself you can think of
It’s you (make it habit, make it happen)
Only you (make it habit, make it happen)
It’s you (make it habit, make it happen)
Only you (make it habit, make it happen)
It’s you (make it habit, make it happen)
Only you (make it habit, make it happen)
Second law of success
Write a description of the person you’d like to be
Describe your personal dress, your home, your automobile
Your desired occupation and income, be honest
Now, go even deeper
Describe the inner person you’d like to be
Let your mind run wild
Assume you can become anything you desire
The fact is, you will become the person you honestly describe
You can’t avoid it
It’s you (make it habit, make it happen)
Only you (make it habit, make it happen)
It’s you (make it habit, make it happen)
Only you (make it habit, make it happen)
It’s you (make it habit, make it happen)
Only you (make it habit, make it happen)
Third law of success
Concentrate on a mental image of the person you’d like to be
Paint a picture in your imagination of who you want to become
Constantly hold this visual in your mind’s eye
See yourself performing and responding like a champion
Feel the confidence and courage that radiate from this type of person
It’s you, only you
It’s you, only you
It’s you, only you
These three laws are powerful and effective in changing lives
They’ll work for you without fail if you’re persistent in applying them
(Make it habit, make it happen)
(Make it habit, make it happen)
(Make it habit, make it happen)
(Make it habit, make it happen)
It’s you (make it habit, make it happen)
Only you (make it habit, make it happen)
It’s you (make it habit, make it happen)
I was sitting with Matthew
We were watching TV, I said
Hey Matthew, what do you see?
Do you see the guns? Do you see the bombs?
See those people throwing all of those stones?
Do you see the cars going up in flames?
See their faces, do you know their names?
Hey Matthew, when you’re watching TV
Hey, hey Matthew, what do you see?
Do you see the tension in a rich man’s house?
Do you see the cat? Do you see the mouse?
Do you see the beauty or the big bad beast?
Do you see the famine? Do you see the feast?
In this world of villains do you see the crime?
Is a superhero waiting at the edge of time?
Hey Matthew, when you’re watching TV
I said, hey, hey Matthew, what do you see?
I see Dallas, Dynasty, Terrahawks
He-Man, Tom and Jerry, Dukes of Hazzard
Airwolf, Blue Thunder, Rambo, Road Runner
Daffy Duck, The A-Team, The A-Team, I see the A-Team
I was sitting with Matthew
We were watching TV, I said
Hey Matthew what’ll you be?
Will you walk like a lion in the danger zone?
Will you pass unnoticed in the great unknown?
When you see the press out on a witch hunt
When you see a political publicity stunt
Will you fight for the right? Will you be a man?
Will you step aside? Will you give a damn?
Will you ride that tide with the starry eyed?
Will you give and take?
Will you laugh ‘til you ache?
Will you learn to live?
Will you take? Will you give?
As the bridges burn, will you live and learn?
Will you be numbered with the brave and true?
Well, good luck kid, here’s lookin’ at you
In the future, Matthew, so bright and free
Hey Matthew, what’ll you be?
Hey, hey Matthew, what’ll you be?
I want to be a soldier, street fighter, be a policeman
A captain of a boat, big boat
I want to be a magic man, a cowboy
A train driver, high jump champion
A fireman, a pilot, I want to be your friend
It’s all a game, I hope
Hey Matthew
Hey, hey Matthew
I hope
I hope
I hope
I hope
Was at Transmissions festival (2013?) and they played this in tribute to Tony Wilson before Johnny Marr came on, picture of Wilson up on the screen on the back of the stage, not 100% sure what backing music they used. Was moved.