Paul Thompson
(Vocals/samples), Ian MacGregor (Drums), Steve Appleton (Guitar), Mark
Wernham (Bass), Mark Howe (Guitar), David Clark (Drums), Karin Abram
(Vocals/ Saxophone)
An industrial rock band incorporating early sampling
and dance techniques – we toured extensively across the UK.
Entire performance
Filmed from the desk of the University of Warsaw 1988
Have Found X-Ray Machine
Filmed from the stage of the University of Warsaw 1988
Promo Vid
Cut by Ian and Mark in Brighton 1989
Cub Crush
Video filmed in Nottingham University 1989
Sound City
1992
Live at Lion Street (Oakengates, Telford)
8th March
1991
Transmission TV interview
1990
Basti Selection International
1992
Spongey
1990
Culture
Photo by Simon Couzens taken in Salford 1989
SPAG BSPFC
1999
City Girl
Photoshoot in Bermondsey 1992
Basti 'B'
1991
Buddy
2012
New York Seltzer
2012
Anytime
1990
Culture
1991
Headshot
1991
Buddy
1991
Reunion
2012
Reunion
2012
Progress so far on the Purple Studio's DAT Archive project.
Matching DAT details to the studios' handwritten catalogues. We
have completed one box of 5 which comes to 4090 tracks. No tidying
up has been done to the text at this point so there will be many
mistakes to correct but the acts found so far are below.
121 / MARCH 22 / 1000'S OF KITTENS / 200 LIVE / A BETTER MOUSETRAP
/ ABOUT TIME / ABOVE & BEYOND / ACCARDIAN /ACME BLUES CO
/ ACTION / ADAM DEAN / AKA HARPER / ALEX GALE / ALLEN, PAUL /
AMANDA RYAN / AMBER SEA / ANDY GARWOOD / ANDY SULTAN / ANGELOU
/ ANGIE / ANIMAL NATION / ANITA RAY / ANNA MUDEKA & BABA
SIMBA / ANNETTE / ANTHILL MOB / ARTURO / ASTHMATIX / ASTRAL PLANE
/ AUSTIN, PAUL / AYTON, PAUL / B MER / BABY MAN / BACKTRACKING
/ BACTON, MICHAEL / BADGERS / BAKER, DAVE /BAKER, PAUL / BANBARRA
/ BAND WITH NO NAME / BARDOTS /BARNEY / BASH ST KIDS / BASINGER
/ BASTI (IAN) / BEACH /BLANKET BINGO / BEHIND THE LINES / BELIEVE
/ BEN / BEN? /BEYOND THE BLUE / BIG BIRD / BIG BIRD ON A TRYKE
/ BIG KEV /BIG RED OVERCOAT / BILL RICH / BLACK CAT BONE / BLEACH
/BLUE / BLUE BUTCHERS / BLUE JAYS / BLUE SCRIPT / BLUE YOSHI
/BLUES AT TEN / BMR / BODINE, JAMES / BOND, PETE / BOOKEND /BOOMERANG
/ BOX 8 / BOZAK / BRAINDANCE / BRASH / BREAM, DAVE / BROADLAND
HOME INTERIORS / BRUNDLE, PAUL / BRUNO/RICH/KATHY / BUDGIE /
BUILT FOR COMFORT / BULLOCK, IAN / BURNED DAHLIA / BURST / BUS
STOP / BUSH KANGAROOS /BUSTER JAMES / CANAAN / CANDY APPLE /
CAPTAIN LOVE / CAPTAIN LOVE & THE KOSMIC / CAPTAIN LOVE & THE
KOSMICS / CARA / CARAVAN CLUB / CARRION / CASCADE / CHEROKEE
/ CHERRY COCAINE / CHERRY FOREVER / CHICKEN BONE CHOKED /CHOCOLATE
/ CHRIS WALLACE / CHRISTIAN & THE MUSIC ROOM /CHRISTOPHER,
GARY / CHROME YELLOW / CHUCKS BUZZ / CINNAMON CIRCUS / CIRCLE
SKY / CIRCUS CIRCUS / CLOWNHOUSE / COAST TO COAST / COLLERICK,
JOHN / COLLERICK, JON / COLORFORM / COMPACT PUSSYCAT / COOK,
VERA / CRAVE / CRAWFISH DADDY / CREEP / CREST / CRY FREEDOM /
CSA / CULLABINE, JIMMY / CULLEN, MIKE / CURIO /CURTIS, STEVE
/ CYNIC / D & N / D. DIDDLEY / DARK SEED / DARREN JAY / DARYL
PATTON / DAVE & OTTS / DAVE BAKER / DAWG HOUSE / DEAN & LISA
/ DEAN, ADAM / DEEP WATER /DELTA RADIO / DEN & BARRY / DESIRE
/ DETECTIVES / DEVIANT / DEVIATED INSTINCT / DIE LAUGHING / DIG
/ DIRT FEG / DIRTY / RIVERS BLUES / DISCIPLES / DIVERSION / DIZZYACS
/ DOC FRIDAY / DOCTOR SYN / DOMAIN / DONNELLY, DAVE / DOOMWEASEL
/DOWN STROKE / DREAMFIELDS / DREW, GARY / DUBIOUS / DUMP IN THE
BATH / DUVAL, GLENN / DYCLATTICS / DYNAMO HUM / EARTH TRIBE /
ECHO PARK / ECKIE / EDWIN TURNER / EGG / EGO /EIGHT STOREY WINDOW
/ EL GATO / EL GATOS MEN / ELEMENTAL / ELMERHASSEL / EMMA / ENCHANTED
/ ENDLESS NOISE / ESBERN SNARE / ETERNAL, THE / EUPHORIA / EX
PRESIDENTS / EXECUTION / EXILE / FABRIQUE / FAKUS QUO / FANTASIA
/ FIDGET / FIEL GARVEY / FIFTH SEASON / FIONA / FIONA & ANNE
/ FISH LOGIC / FLAVIO / FLEECE / FLOOD / FLOODLAND / FLOOR /
FLYN TRADE / FLYOVER / FOND OF DOGS / FORTY THIEVES / FRANTIC
/ FREAKY JOLENE / FREAKY KIDS STUFF / FULL FRONTAL / FUNKLE BOD
/ FUR / GARWOOD, ANDY / GARY J PEAK / GAS POETS / GEEK LOVE /
GEOFF LIGHTFOOT / GIBBS, SAM / GIFT / GLASSWHEEL SHOWBAND / GOD
FATHERS / GOD KNOWS / GOOBER PATROL / GOOD TIMES / GRAHAM MCDADE
/ GRAND DESIGNS / GRIND, MAVIS / GROOVE HEAD / GUNRUNNERS / HALF
TIME ORANGES / HANDSOME / HANG TIME / HANGTIME (JAMES IPSWICH)
/ HANTON, SHAUN / BOOKEND / HARD COUSIN / HARPER AKA / HARRISON,
ANDY / HAYWIRE / HEG / HERME, MIMIL / HIDDEN INSTINCT / HIPPODROME
/ HOLLY / HOLLY EX RAINBYRD / HOMELAND / HOMER / HONEY BUZZARDS
/ HONEYMOON SUITE / HORACE GOES SKIING / HORNE, JOHN / HOT OR
WHAT / HOWIE / HOWIE'S BAND / HUNGRY FACE / HUNGRY FACE (SHAWN
HANTON) / HYPNOTIZE / IAN LEWIS / IMAGES / IMPERIAL / IN THE
RED / INCIDENT / INFANT KISS / INLAWS / INNER SANCTUM / INSTANT
CHAOS / INTENSION / IVY / J R HARTLEY / JACK ORION / JADE VEIL
/ JAGO / JAIL BREAK / JASON'S BAND / JAZZ TRIO / JETBOY / JETBOY
(SPACEHOPPER) / JIM CARTER / JOEYS / JOHN DOE / JOHNNY (DJ) /
JOHNNY ZERO / JOKERS / JOLLY HANGMEN / JOY / JOYLAND / JUICY
/ JUSTIN / JUSTIN/JASPER / JUSTINE / KAITO / KANNIBAL KANE /
KAREN D'ACHE / KATE / KATE & MARY JANE / KENNCAD, GARY /
KENNEDY, KERRY / KENT, MALCOM / KEVIN KEBAB / KING, ALICIA /
KITES / LAKI / LANDSLIDE / LARDY / LARTHER / LAST ORDERS / LAURA
CANNELL / LAURENCE / LAW, THE / LEANNE / LEE MAHONY / LEE VASEY
/ LIBERATOR / LIETHVOLD, JOHN / LIGHTFOOT, G / LIGHTFOOT, GEOFF
/ LLEWELYN (PREVIOUSLY PUNCHED UGLY) / LONGSIDERS / LOOSE ELASTIC
/ LORE BREAKERS / LOST BOYS / LOST VIRGINS FROM / LOUISA / LOUISE
WILLIAMS / LOVE EXPLOSION / LOVE JUNK / LUCYS / LUKIN / LURE
OF THE UNDERGROUND / LUSTER / LYCANTHROPY / MACBREATH / MADDOG
/ MADIGAN / MAGOO / MAHOGANY / MAINLAND / MAIZE / MAKESHIFTS
/ MALCOLM JAY & MARK WESTERN / MANDRAX INCIDENT / MANIA /
MANUSCRIPT / MARIA / MARK BROTHERS / MARK HIRST / MARK WARD /
MARKS BROTHERS / MASSEY / MATT & GERRY / MATT VINYL / MATTHEW
EVANS JONES / MAURICE CLARK / ME & HIM / ME AND HIM / MEAN
THINGS / MEN YOU MIGHT KNOW / MESH / MICHIGANS / MICKEY JAYKING
/ MICROBES / MIKE HOWARD (2ND STRING) / MIKE SUTTON (BAND) /
MIKE SUTTON (SOLO) / MILLERS / MINOTAUR / MOGGY / MONEY SHOT
/ MONSTER / MOON UNIT II / MORGAN / MORGAN EVES / MOTHER SUPERIOR
/ MR JOLLY / MR PITIFUL / MULLEN, ADAM / MUSIC CONTROL / MY GIDDY
AUNT / MYSTERIE BOYS / MYSTERONS / NAKED / NAVIGATOR / NEAL /
NEILHILLISTIC / NEVER AFTER / NEW WORLD PERSUASION / NFL / NIALL
/ NICK & POPS / NICK GIBBS / NIGEL / NIGEL GAS STATION /
NINA'S INFLUENCE / NO MERCY / NO MORE HEROES / NOTHING SO FAR
/ O898 / OBLIVION GARBAGE / OCHRE / OLD HEADS YOUNG SHOULDERS
/ OPTIMUM WOUND PROFILE / ORIGINAL SIN / OUTBURST / OUTLAWS /
OVAHEAD / OVERREAL / OVERTIME / PADDY / PADDY BUNNY / PADDY SHAW
/ PAPER BRAINZ / PARKER / PASCHENDAELE / PATHOGEN / PAUL PUNCHED
/ PEACH / PECK, G / PECK, STEVEN / PEGASUS / PELT / PENNY ARCADE
/ PERSONA NON / PERSUADERS / PETER JAY / PETROL BLUE / PHANTOM
COWBOYS / PITKINS / PLAINSMEN / PLC / PLD / PMT / PORK / POTTERS
/ POTTING SHEDS / PRAIRIE DOGS / PRESSURE / PRIMITIVE CULTURE
/ PUNCHED UGLY / PUPPET THEATRE / PURDY / PURE MANIA / PUSHKINS
/ RACHEL WESTON / RACKETEERS / RAD6? / RADIATOR / RAGS TO RICHES
/ RAINBYRDS / RAINY DAZE / RANDOM FACTOR / RATZINASAK / RAZOR
BACKS / RAZOR SHARP / REAL UNIVERSAL / REAL UNIVERSE (JOYLAND)
/ RECESSION / RED DRESS / RED FLAG / RED INK / RED LION / RED
STAR BELGRADE / RELATIVES / REPLICAS / REPUBLIC / RESIN / REVELSTONE
/ REVOLVING JONES / REVS / REVULSION / RICH, BILL / RICHARD ANGLIA
TV / RICHIE / RIOT ACT / RIPLEY / RISK / RISTS, THE (MICKEY)
/ ROB EBBAGE / ROCKY / ROGERS, JOHN / ROGUES GALLERY / ROOSTERS
/ ROSLYN & MIKE / ROSWELL / ROSY BLUE / ROUSE, TONY / ROXYS
TOOLBOX / RUBBER CHICKEN BAND / RUE DE LA MORT / RUNAWAY / RUSH
ME UNDER / RUSSELL & RICHARD / SAINSBURY, IAN / SARAH LEE
/ SARAS LOVER / SARGEANT, STUART / SAYER, RON / SCARLET / SCARLET
ANGEL / SCRATCH THE CAT / SCULLY / SCUMHATTERS / SEAMAN MISSION
/ SECOND OPINION / SERAPHIM / SERIOUS BUSINESS / SHADOW GALLERY
/ SHAFT / SHAKEOUT / SHE / SHEDDY / SHEPPARD, RICK / SHERBS /
SHERRY ANNE / SHORT N CURLIES / SIMON & LYNNE / SIMON MARK
/ SINK / SIX STRING STREET / SKUNK / SKURAVI / SLIDER / SLIVER
/ SLOT / SLUGWORTH / SMAC WATER JAC? / SMOKING BLUES BAND / SMURF
/ SMURF TRIBE / SNAG / SNEAK PREVIEW / SODS LAW / SOLOMON, STEVE
/ SONIC / SONIC CITY / SONIC CITY R SQ / SOUL FATE / SOUL INTENTIONS
/ SOULED OUT / SOUND / SOUTHPAW / SPACEHOPPER (JETBOY) / SPINE
WRENCH / SPINNING JENNYS / SPLENDIDS / SPLIT / SPOT / STAND (BGN)
/ STAND RECORDS / STANLEYS DEAD / STARE / STARFISH / STATE /
STATIC / STEAL / STEERPIKE / STEPTONES / STEVENS, IAN / STEWART,
MARGARET / STILL SPIN / STONE FLOW / STONEY BROKE / STORMHOUSE
/ STRUGGLE / STUART GEARHIRE / SUBVERT / SUBZERO / SUCK / SUGARHOUSE
/ SUGARMAN / SUGARMAN PLASTIC / SUN CHARMS / SUTTON, M / SWAGGER
/ SWAN DIVE / SWEET & INNOCENT / SWIM / SWORD OF THE TONGUE
/ T + J COLLINS / T H MULSON / TAIL DRAGGER / TARIC / TATTOOED
LIES / TEAPOT GROOVERS / TECHNO MURDER / TEMPEST / TENNESEE COUNTRY
/ TERRY & KIRK / THE COLOUR-BLIND HEDGEHOGS / THE INLAWS
/ THEM HEADS / THERESA / THIEVES, THE / THIEVING GYPSIES / THIS
BIG IDEA / THIS HOUSE / THOMPSON, JULIE / THOMPSON, JULIE & DONNELY,
D / THREE & EASY / THREE RIVERS / TIMS, MALCOLM (SIMON'S
BOSS) / TOKE / TOM'S SMALL BOX / TONIC / TONY VINES / TONY/ ASHLEY
/ TRAUMA / TRAVIS CUT / TREACLE MINERS / TRISTIAN / TUFFTY'S
NUT BOX / TUFTY'S NUT BOX / TUSH / TWELFTH CENTURY DRAWING MACHINE
/ TWELVE / UM (BROTHREN) / UMBILICAL RIPCHORDS / UNCHAINED /
UNDER THE ABOVE / UNSEEN / UTOPIA / VAIN / VANCOUVER /VAPOR RUB
/ VELVET CLAW / VELVIA / VENUS ENVY / VIBER / VIOLET VOODOO /
VIRTUALLY FAT FREEZ / WADDLE / WALLACE, CHRIS / WARD, DAVID /
WATCHMEN / WAY OUT WEST / WE EAT PIGS / WEAVE / WEDNESDAYS CHILD
/ WEIRD NEW BAG / WEIRD NEW BAGS / WELCH, HELEN / WENTLEAFIE
/ WHIPPET / WHISK / WHITE MAGIC / WILLEM / WILLIAMS, JOHNNIE
/ WILLIAMS, KEVIN / WILLIAMS, LOUISE / WISHING TREE / WITNESS
/ WOODS, RAY / WORLD WITHOUT END / YARDMAN / YAREBEATS / YEAH
/ YOGHURT BELLY / YORK, DAVE / YOUNG HEADS / OLD SHOULDERS /
ZENANNA? / ZERO, JOHNNY / ZIKO / ZOO / ZOOTZ
mr_pearls_brain Feb 15 2019
I saw Basti live in 1991, supporting Curve, with whom they totally
wiped the floor. They had 2 drummers, which almost always equals
awesome: even 2 drummers playing in unison rock harder than just
the one. They had skronking sax and equally skronking guitars and
they kicked it up a storm. Twenty five plus years later it occurs
to me they had probably heard James Chance and the Contortions.
No Wave plus samples is a not unfair description.
The album is not perfect but has some really good highlights.
It starts strongly with "Culture" based on the quote
from Goebbels "When I hear the word culture, I reach for my
revolver", sax is prominent, a lot of samples and quite a
thick mid-range mix so you really need to turn it up. The next
highlight is NYS, with a riff that begins by copping Peter Gunn,
but then goes its own way. "Tangle with the caped crusader
/ lemonade and baked potato" they wurble, nonsensically.
Over on side 2 "Buddy" has menacing synthy noises and
repeats "He's my buddy / he's my buddy/ he's my buddy with
the three box hat" over and over until you'd believe it has
meaning (it doesn't). Could be they're saying "boks"?
I dunno…
One of the other tracks on side 2 (might be "Zombies")
has the vocal exchange "I had a dream / You bastard!" while
the two drummers and the guitarist treat us to some polyrhythms.
The rest of the album isn't quite as good as the above highlights
and it fizzles out on side 2, although the closing "Soap Opera" is
pretty strong. Well worth it for the highlights if you can seek
it out.
From Last.fm
Biography
From the sleeve notes of the DVD 'Basti, Norwich, England':
Like some kind of hideous mythical creature bred in the wild
flatlands of Norfolk, Basti emerged into the underground pop
scene of the late 1980s like a virulent pox of straight-edge,
vegetarian, party-spoiling motherfuckers. Pleasant bands with
jangly guitars ruled the roost back then, but Basti, with their
fierce punk stomp, sampled chainsaw noise and bad attitude, didn't
fit in.
The band was an unwieldy seven-piece. They had two drummers -
a form of madness not witnessed since the Glitter Band in 1974
- two guitarists, two singers, one of whom played sax, while the
other hit a sampler with his fists, and a bass player. They made
a truly head-splitting racket that harnessed a frantic celluloid-inspired
faux rage, with songs inspired in part by their favourite films,
the rest a by-product of living together in an isolated bungalow
on the outskirts of Norwich where they rehearsed, wrote songs,
made films and lifted weights.
This weird art school/redneck isolation led to songs like New
York Seltzer, which would become their first, self-financed, release.
Its mangled hard-boiled Peter Gunn riff gave more than one critic
the idea that Basti was a product of the ghettos of America. The
song was actually about a brand of fizzy drink then being marketed
in the UK. Another song sharing this penchant for apparently mundane
subject matter was the early live favourite Sticky, a song about
things that are sticky, like Sellotape, taco mixture, warm Tarmac
and "situations". Further detailing of skewiff domestic
minutia came with Soap Opera, a song about a typical day in the
Basti household ("…always had to go to the bank first…")
The rest were mostly inspired by films: Ro Ro Ro was a paean to
Dirty Harry, E.E. was a delirious reading of disaster movies, specifically
The Towering Inferno, and Zombies paid homage to George A. Romero's
Dawn Of The Dead. Politics and cultural hysteria also provided
material for Basti songwriting; Man At CIA concerned itself with
American foreign policy (and Arnold Schwarzenegger), while Cub
Crush predicted the rise of Islamic fundamentalism and sampled
the Islamic call to prayer for good measure. The political insight
may have been simplistic ("That mad bastard sees only what
he wants to see…" they screamed about Ayatollah Khomeni, going
on to ask listeners what would happen if the west came under Shariah
law; "…ever wondered what would happen if the lights went
out and the advertising stopped?"), but it was delivered with
an urgency that gave Basti unstoppable momentum.
In 1988, still without a record deal, Basti toured Poland. When
they got back to Norwich, they were quickly signed first by a management
company, and then by Way Cool Records. All of Basti's mental chaos
was thrown into their debut album, enigmatically entitled B. It
was recorded in 1989 at Suite 16 in Rochdale, the studio formerly
known as Cargo, where The Fall, Joy Division and The Stone Roses
had all made records, and Basti were rubbing shoulders with studio
owner Peter Hook, buying Joe Bloggs clothes in Manchester and were
on the guest list at the Hacienda.
In the end, none of it got them anywhere. John Peel played their
records from time to time, they toured relentlessly, first in their
ex-local authority high-top yellow Ford Transit with a tail-lift
for wheelchairs, later in Cambridge United FC's former Ford Transit.
They shared bills with the likes of Richie-era Manic Street Preachers,
The Shamen, Mudhoney, The Prodigy and then-darlings of the indie
scene Curve. The NME and Melody Maker pretended to like them and
various major labels threatened to sign them for a while, having
mistakenly imagined them to be another cute Brit pop group in the
mould of Jesus Jones and EMF (two UK bands then enjoying the Number
1 and 2 spots in the US charts). But after four years or so, Basti
ground to a halt. With Way Cool Records folding, and no major label
coming in to pick up the pieces, morale collapsed. Despite Radio
1 airing an entire 30 minutes of Basti live the night before, three
members unspectacularly quit the band one Saturday in April, 1992.
A four-piece incarnation of Basti hobbled on for another year,
recording some demos for Island Records and touring with Meat Beat
Manifesto, but the band they called Basti was finished.
Basti - no one ever really knew what it was all about, least of
all the members of the band themselves. May the blessing of Allah
be upon them.
dokka.chapman 8 Nov 2020
Edited 2 years ago
Forming in Norwich in the late 80's as something of a local indie
supergroup Basti's sole album 'B' is a cacophony of styles that
ultimately walk the fine line between the US Alt. Rock scene and
the Grebo sound that was prevalent around the Midlands. Leaning
on the experimental roots of the Indie genre the band were able
to create a record that where each song offers something different,
weaving their way around both pop & underground vibes with
extraordinary ease.
From the rawcus introduction with 'Culture' that appears Industrial
in its tone, to the college radio cult classics 'Sticky' and 'Have
Found X-Ray Machine' the album cuts an anarchic edge that is rarely
rarely seen. There are also elements of the Seattle Grunge scene
sported in the track 'Soap Opera', a hint of rockabilly in the
spy fuelled 'N.Y.S.', a ripping Post Punk groove on 'Ro. Ro. Ro.'
and even a pinch of Groove Metal seen in the erupting chant laden
'Buddy', all coming together to showcase a fantastic overview of
early 90's music & culture in 15 catchy tunes.
Though the band have been largely lost to time this record is certainly
something to check out if you're looking for something a little
edgier from the Indie sound. If you love the likes of Butthole
Surfers, Gaye Bykers On Acid, Killing Joke and Zodiac Mindwarp
this is a record that is certainly worthy of a reissue sometime
in the future (perhaps adding some of their rare b-sides on the
end as a bonus).
Nottingham - that date feels correct.
I remember this gig, and can picture it, very, very clearly. I
am reasonably confident it was here : https://www.google.com/
maps/@52.9377162,-1.1944037,3a,50.2y,16.35h,87.48t/data=
!3m6!1e1!3m4!1sYMpTMqeZuPXTZb4cVp1F3A!2e0!7i16384!8i8192?coh=
205409&entry=ttu
In what at least is now called the "Portland Building" which
houses the SU. My guess is it was the SU when we were there 34 years
ago as well. I think the "venue" was inside that building
on the right. We parked in the parking space to the left of that
entrance. The nature of the "venue" is important because
it is what makes it so memorable. The space we went into was this
long thin room with the "stage" at the far end, but I remember
the ceiling was quite low as well so projecting anything was pretty
much pointless. The room construction was odd, because one side was
brick or plaster, then the other was glass with what looked like
fabric on the other side of the glass. We set up, sound checked then
waited. The promoter turned out to be a student, we noticed even
while setting up there was no visible publicity, no posters, nothing
we could see. The place was curiously not-busy and as the performance
time approached no one was turning up. BASTI was the only band performing.
The only person there was the promoter, who probably had fluffy bouffant
hair, the sound engineer and possibly the friend of the sound engineer.
Possibly after the sound check the promoter might have started to
become more animated and started talking about "oh, I should
put some posters up"... he *may* have started to blu-tack a
couple of notes on the wall while we were there. This was all strange,
but anyway the performance time arrived, so the set started. Still
no one there. It was ticketed so I believe the promoter had said
he would split the ticket earnings with the band, but, no one had
turned up. I suspect the promoter had done absolutely nothing to
advertise.
At this point everyone was feeling bummed, it was a one-off
gig driving up from Norwich. So anyway, off we go and the set
kicks off. About halfway through the first song everyone notices
the fabric behind the glass wall begins to twitch and we all
see it's a curtain. It gets pulled back, all the way on both
sides down the length of the wall, revealing a student bar full
of people ... in the other room, the student bar, on the other
side of the glass wall. There are a bunch of students in there,
drinking, playing pool, playing on a slot machine. They look
over into the glass box the band are playing in, presumably they
hear the muffled sounds of the band, then they go back to whatever
they were doing. At this point I am guessing the tempo increases
and the band tries to bash through the set as fast as possible.
No more people come in. The set gets played, everything continues,
it's almost like a Woody Allen film where this rapid painfully
loud set gets played in an empty corridor of a room, while on
the other side the students continue drinking and hanging out.
It may be the strangest venue setup I have ever seen.
Things finish, all the gear gets packed up. At this point the
promoter is incredibly excited and cannot stop talking. He is
talking to Mark W and will not stop, he loves BASTI, just cannot
stop talking. Mark has the thousand yard stare and I believe
he is wearing headphones, is listening to music the whole time
the promoter is talking. No one pays any attention to promoter
guy, or talks to him at any point. Everyone has a death stare
and is silent, seething. When the promoters finishes talking
and leaves, we are ready to go and Mark says in a monotone "remind
me never to work with CHILDREN again".
So that's what I remember. It remains very clear to me because
it was so strange but I would not be surprised if everyone in
the band wiped their memory of it. "The Crypt" in London
may have been stranger, but that one was aggressively strange
and unpleasant. The Nottingham experience was by being so vacant
and surreal. What is nice about it is a very similar situation
- young promoter with bouffant hair and an unpromising venue
turned out to be the best gig I can remember - which is that
place in Wales just over the border from Gloucester, which I
think was a school hall, including the school catering organised
by the promoter. That was so great, so unexpected and so good.
But Nottingham wasn't. That's what I remember!
Jimbo.
189 CURVE, Basti, Oxford Venue, Saturday 1
June 1991
My first and hopefully last time at this horrendously dilapidated
venue, packed to the gills with the converted and the curious (i.e
me, and also Richard Branson who was here tonight!). A dank wooden
firetrap of a place doesn't inspire confidence at the best of times,
but it certainly gives you a bad feeling when you're crammed in
with sweaty punters. Also, had an interminably long wait for the
support band!
However, when they arrived, Basti were worth the wait; an aggressive, "in
your face" style of guitar funk rock made for a loud, chunky
and enjoyable set enhanced by an energetic frontman. Ady reckoned
they were like, "the Poppies with a slapper." So much
better than that sounds, though!
Curve kept us waiting until 11.30. They are the media "press
darlings" at the moment, but honestly sound like Lush cast-offs
with a heavier, funkier base. Vocalist Toni Halliday projected
an untouchable "ice maiden" image no doubt borrowed from
Siouxsie Sioux, as the band played the same song 10 times. I actually
quite enjoyed it, in a perverse way, but new? Groundbreaking? Give
me a break, people...
Posted by David Rose at 20:29
Norwich Music Wiki
Biography
One of Norwich's few "Supergroups", Basti was formed
in the late 1980s by members of The Herman Herd and Eva Valve.
The two bands used to share a rehearsal space and were both very
active in the Norwich Venue Campaign at around that time. Most
of the members were also involved in The Waterfront. When Basti
split up in 1993, four of the members went on to form Globo.
From the sleeve notes of the DVD ‘Basti, Norwich, England’:
Like some kind of hideous mythical creature bred in the wild
flatlands of Norfolk, Basti emerged into the underground pop
scene of the late 1980s like a virulent pox of straight-edge,
vegetarian, party-spoiling motherfuckers. Pleasant bands with
jangly guitars ruled the roost back then, but Basti, with their
fierce punk stomp, sampled chainsaw noise and bad attitude, didn’t
fit in.
The band was an unwieldy seven-piece. They had two drummers -
a form of madness not witnessed since the Glitter Band in 1974
- two guitarists, two singers, one of whom played sax, while
the other hit a sampler with his fists, and a bass player. They
made a truly head-splitting racket that harnessed a frantic celluloid-inspired
faux rage, with songs inspired in part by their favourite films,
the rest a by-product of living together in an isolated bungalow
on the outskirts of Norwich where they rehearsed, wrote songs,
made films and lifted weights.
This weird art school/redneck isolation led to songs like New
York Seltzer, which would become their first, self-financed,
release. Its mangled hard-boiled Peter Gunn riff gave more than
one critic the idea that Basti was a product of the ghettos of
America. The song was actually about a brand of fizzy drink then
being marketed in the UK.
Personnel
Paul Thompson (vocals and samples)
Karin Abram (vocals and saxophone)
Steve Appleton (guitar)
Mark Howe (guitar)
Mark Wernham (bass)
Ian McGregor (drums)
Dave Clark (drums)
Discography
Basti Is Fantastic
12 Inch - UK - Submerge - 1992
4 Track Incl A Tribute To Norwich City Fc Pic Sleeve (SUB01TS)
Spongey
Way Cool Records - Way 7 - Vinyl, 12" - 1990
A1 Spongey
A2 Anytime
B Anytime (Submerge Mix)
Remix - DJ Checks , Paulo Apollo
Bleach / Basti - Wipe It Away / Man At C.I.A.
Way Cool Records - Way 12 - Vinyl, 7", Single, Limited Edition
- 1991
Tracklisting:
A Bleach - Wipe It Away (Demo Version)
B Basti - Man At C.I.A.
B
Way Cool records UK 1991. WAY009LP
15 track CD
BSPEP
Way Cool Records UK 1991
Tracklisting:
East River:
Headshot:
Reach Out:
Crash Team
New York Seltzer Basti Records 1989:
Tracklisting::
New York Seltzer:
Cop Cars & Insects:
Tango:
Have Found X-Ray Machine
Backs - BA 001 - 4 track EP
You've written a song to guarantee mega-stardom, but the record
companies won't listen to your demo. Adam Green explains how to
beat the majors at their own game, and release your own single.
EVERY WEEK A hundred new albums and singles are released. Only
between five and ten actually chart, and countless numbers of bands
(more often than not putting out their first release) pour their
hard-earned cash into a product that ultimately ends up in the
bargain bin at their local record shop. Making your own record
is about 10% fun and 90% expense and aggravation. It gets even
worse after you've left the studio. Then you have to deal with
the hassle of actually getting the thing out so that people can
buy it. But has this ever stopped anyone? Not on your life...
No-one can deny that the idea of having something that you can
stick on your stereo and play to your friends is still appealing,
but first you've got to decide what you want the record for, and
crucially how much you can afford to spend. If you want to sell
it at gigs or end up with something a bit like a souvenir, think
about whether the cheaper options of a flexi-disc or a decently
recorded tape would do. If you want to promote yourself amongst
the A&R barons of the majors, you might still get away with
a (brilliant) tape and a lot of hustling, although it's widely
accepted that some record companies will pay more attention to
a band who are committed enough to splash the cash on some vinyl
product. If you genuinely want to flog some copies, then it looks
as though the 12" single is your best bet — distributors won't
settle for anything less. Whatever you decide to do, it's a long
journey from having the idea in the pub to finally getting the
record on your hi-fi...
HANDS ON HEADPHONES, ROCKSTAR AT WORK
THE EARLY '80s saw a spate of punk bands release singles that sounded
like (or even had) been recorded on a cassette recorder, or had
been taken live off the mixing desk at gigs. Nowadays most bands
will use some form of multi-tracking whether in a home or commercial
recording studio. Normally each individual performer is allocated
a separate channel on the tape, and once it's all been recorded,
all of the constituent elements are readjusted both in terms of
tone and volume. This "mix" is then transferred, in stereo,
to an open-reel tape, 1/4" wide.
Whether you decide to use a four track portastudio or opt for
the full power of a 24-track commercial set-up will depend on what
sort of sound you're looking for and how your band is made up.
Broadly speaking, bands who have standard acoustic drums tend to
use studios providing at least 24 tracks when they record a single.
It is difficult to get a decent drum sound unless each piece of
the kit (hi-hat, crash and ride cymbals, kick, floor, snare and
tom tom drums) is given its own track. Going to an eight track
studio would leave three channels for the rest of the band!
If you're in a band that uses an electronic kit or drum machine/sequencer,
it is quite possible to get away with using less tracks. Each drum
sound can be pre-mixed and a signal fed through one channel (two
if the equipment has a stereo output). Having said that, most successful
engineers prefer to record keyboards in mono because the sound
is invariably cleaner. Similarly, rappers using record decks can
often take advantage of this configuration; the most celebrated
example being Bomb The Bass who recorded their chart hit 'Beat
Dis' on four track.
Before you go into the studio, decide generally what sort of sound
you want. Perhaps you'll need to record "live" and just
overdub the vocals. Some bands prefer to record each element completely
separately at different times. A compromise between two approaches
does exist: the band plays each song together, but only selected
elements are actually recorded while the other parts merely act
as "guides".
Although many bands will have experience of some recording through
doing demo tapes, it is often tempting to try and use all of the
extra equipment offered by a larger studio. Basti, a Norwich seven-piece
who have recently released a debut 12" single, warn against
this.
"Unless you've got endless time in the studio, don't start
using the technology for the sake of it. I don't think anyone's
got enough time to learn how to master it in two or three days.
Although it's worth checking out a studio's range of effects, don't
inadvertently end up paying for gear you don't need through higher
studio rates."
While you are in the studio, it's often difficult to distance
yourself and be able to tell whether something genuinely sounds
good or not. It is often a good idea to bring someone sympathetic
along to lend a pair of unbiased ears. Failing that, you can also
spread the recording and mixing sessions over different days.
A studio is really only as good as its engineer. Spend a fair
bit of time asking around, and if possible, listen to samples of
previous work.
It is fairly standard for bands to expect two or three days' recording
to yield enough material for a four-song EP. How much it'll cost
all depends on which route you take. Budget on £250-£350 for 16-track,
and in excess of £400 for a 24-track studio.
NOT THE RECORD PRESSING STAGE
SO YOU'VE DONE the recording and you emerge into the daylight,
clutching your tape in hand. You want to turn it into a record,
and the pressing company seems the next logical step, but steady
on! There may be a better option. If you just want to sell your
product at gigs or give them to your friends, start looking for
somewhere that'll do the job you want. If you're looking at "shifting
some units" (man), go and see a record distributor before
you press anything.
"Bands often come and see us when it's too late", Derek
Chapman, of Backs Distribution explains. "They turn up with
something complete, that doesn't fit our requirements. If you aren't
bothered about having a thousand copies of your record sitting
under the bed, then fine, but if you are, come and see us first."
Distributors come in two main varieties; ones that are linked
to major record companies, and others — like Backs — who operate
independently but group themselves into a national network called
The Cartel. Very basically, without the help of a distributor,
you're unlikely to get your record stocked anywhere outside your
town and it definitely won't find its way into the likes of HMV
and Our Price. As Basti put it: "getting a distribution deal
is the next best thing to getting a record deal," and to a
certain extent, distributors have the same outlook as record companies.
"Ultimately, you've got to sell your record to retailers",
Derek continues. "And if you turn up with something that looks
awful or sounds terrible, we're wasting our time."
Generally, distributors will want to hear a tape and see at least
some rough artwork to gain an idea of what your record's going
to look like, before they'll consider doing anything. They won't
distribute cassettes or flexi-discs, and the poor old 7" single
seems to have fallen from favour. Derek Chapman: "As distributors,
we get virtually nothing back from seven inchers. We sell the record
to retailers for a fixed price and they'll charge whatever they
can for it, but we only get 35% of the price we charge the dealer
in the first place. For a 7", after we've taken off our costs
we'll be lucky to see 5p profit. We also can't export 7" singles
to the Continent, where there's a demand for them, because we'll
lose even that 5p in export tax."
Independent distributors prefer to deal with established record
labels. One way unknown bands have managed to overcome that particular
hurdle has been to set up or get involved with a local label (Subway
in Bristol, and Bite Back in Portsmouth are good examples) who
consistently put out records and have built up a sort of brand
loyalty.
There are six distributors associated with The Cartel across the
country (and that doesn't include specialists who deal in jazz,
world music, and the like) so how do you know which ones to approach?
Most of them retain a bias towards their own regional area, but
not to the exclusion of others. You'll also find that certain distributors
will tend to deal with certain styles of music. Check these out
in a magazine called The Catalogue (available from independent
record shops) which lists the sort of material each company is
dealing with at the moment.
THE HARD COPY
COMING UP WITH a finished record involves coordinating a lot of
different processes, from physically producing the record — along
with everything that entails — to ensuring the whole package is
complete with inner/outer sleeves and labels. A lot of bands are
surprised to discover just how important (and expensive) this last
part can really be. Mark of Basti explains: "Doing the sleeve
and the label may seem as though it's not important, but it is.
Distributors will want to make sure you've got things like a catalogue
number and 'Made in England' written on it somewhere. Even if you
decide to do a simple cover, you can easily find yourself spending
as much on that as you might on the rest of the record."
Basti's 12" sleeve consists of one extra colour (blue) printed
on black and white, and seems to be the option that most bands
doing their first single go for. It's up to you whether you pay
someone to design it for you, but even if you don't, you'll find
yourself shelling out for typesetting (a commercial version of "Letrasetting").
Finally, the finished artwork has to be assembled so that it can
be printed. If you manage to get it right, you'll be looking at
about £180 plus VAT (Indie Pressing Service in London) for printing
outer sleeves and labels, and providing inner sleeves for a 12" single.
Basti, though, have no hesitation in recommending a graphic designer.
"Designers are expensive (about £150), but you can really
tell the difference between something a professional has done and
something your mate has. We had a problem with the company who
were doing our sleeves. They basically made a mess of it and were
trying to make out our artwork was to blame. So we got our designer
to give them a ring; a bit of chat in designer language and it
was sorted."
Most record pressing companies will accept cassettes, but the
industry standard remains a quarter inch open reel tape, and this
should be what you're aiming to provide them with. Very briefly,
your recording will go through the following stages en route to
becoming a record. Approximate costs provided by Vinyl Cuts, London,
are indicated.
i) Your recording is transferred from your tape, electro-mechanically,
by creating grooves in a piece of plastic called a "lacquer" (the "cutting
stage") — £120 plus VAT.
ii) The records are physically produced, via stamping, at a cost
of 40p each. At this stage, the labels are put on.
Once the original recording reaches the first stage, there is
not much you can do to change its sound. It is possible to opt
for a loud cut that increases the volume the record will play at,
and a small amount of tonal adjustment can be performed at the
cutting stage. Paying less doesn't necessarily reflect itself in
reduced sound quality. Instead, you might find the quality of service
is lower.
Darren Murphy of Vinyl Cuts identifies three areas where bands
tend to go wrong: "Sometimes tapes aren't of sufficient quality
to get a good cut, but more often than not, we have problems with
getting the tracks in the right order, making sure there's the
right gap between them and so on. The thing that holds us up the
most though, is the late arrival of artwork for the label and the
sleeves themselves. Sometimes people even forget about the labels
entirely."
Although it is perfectly possible to negotiate separate deals
with pressing and cutting plants, sleeve printers, etc, there are
quite a few firms who specialise in arranging everything for you.
For example, the Indie Pressing Service offer 1,000 12" singles
with black and white plus one colour covers, labels and inner sleeves
for about £950 plus VAT. If you're after a flexi-disc (remember
most only give you six minutes and thirty seconds in which to get
yourself across) it'll cost you about £270 plus VAT from the Flexi-Disc
Company in London, including polythene record sleeves. It's possible
to do photocopied black and white paper covers for around £70-£80.
When your singles are finally winging their way from the pressing
plant, you can't sit around and wait for them to sell themselves.
Some distribution companies will even insist that you play gigs
around the time of your record release. Again, the knack is to
get everything that needs to happen happening at the right time.
Make sure all the relevant media (radio, newspapers, music press,
etc) get copies and prepare for stardom. Well, it worked for the
Wedding Present, didn't it?
HEADSHOT.
One to the body and one to the head,
That way you make sure that he’s really dead.
BREAKDOWN.
Worldwide global and it’s over to you
Another track back, another dream come true
But the numbers are down from seven to four,
This town was pumping but it’s pumping no more.
Years causing commotion, emotion,
While everyone else was doing dance explosion.
I repeat: there was seven, now there is four
We created, related, but not anymore.
But the B experience goes on from here,
We got more shit down and it’s crystal clear.
We intention, a mission, our reason is strong
We never stop - go on and on
To the dizziest heights, the greatest excess,
Measured by failure or destroyed by success.
Some of it we stole, we created the rest
Cleared it out so there’s nothing left.
Breakdown, it’s alright
Breakdown, we just might
It’s gonna break, it’s gonna break.
Better, stonger, leaner, faster
You’ve heard it before, there’s no servant, no master
But that’s just bullshit we all know that,
Everybody pays for a little payback.
Time international, T.V. is pap,
There’s always bigger issues than the biggest hard rap - we still
try
But we’re financially gagged,
Like so many others, like my friend Raff here:
To be in the picture is my responsibility
I’m here with the white crap rap we call it Basti
100% beat money back guaranteed
If it’s lightweight then it’s not what it oughta be
So read my lips, yeh, just for fun,
There’s a soundbite here for everyone,
Too vital to handle, too important to miss,
So get you’re mind in gear
And get your head around this one.
ONWARD.
It’s easy to fly
I know, I’ve tried
I’m gonna get more next time
If you’re lucky, you’ll climb.
It’s easy, I know
But it’s harder to show
I have to win,
I have to go...
Onwards.
It’s easy to rise
And then, boy, to try
To get above this excess,
Plat AM Express.
This can get you anywhere you like
This can get you anything, alright.
I won’t be told
I have to flow...
Onwards.
You gotta fight, you gotta roll, you gotta go
out of control, into my zone.
Where in reality, well, I stand alone.
You can take a chance, save your face or go for gold.
Keeping clean, is that your scene?
Anyway, it’s not so good and it’s never been.
Well me I’m free, see I’ve got some property
Yeh, I’ve some cards, some cash, in fact that buys me liberty.
Don’t waste it
Just use it
Don’t fake it
You could lose it
This is my space where I face disaster
Heard it before there’s no servant no master.
Onward! Mr. Franklin,
Onward! With my man Jack.
I don’t believe, I don’t control
My intention is to roll...
Onwards.
ARE YOU WITH US?
Too much money not much sense
Who’s left standing in the end
It’s a sure fire way to fall
It’s a long time coming and it comes to us all.
Rest assured, it’s guaranteed
I was lucky it could have been me.
God knows what Wernham knows and he knows and I don’t know how;
Knocking out what’s going down, us around
You can bank, you can bet
We won’t back down, not just yet
You’re no-one, you’re not real
I’m someone and I can feel.
Come and get us
Are you with us?
My man Chris, he might be right
Makes everybody come alive
He’s reached the top before his time
Like a star he shines. He’s bright.
It’s like this is crystal sharp
Diamond head and diamond heart.
Tells it like it is like us
Goes the distance shaping up
Knows it’s all he’ll ever do
We’re like that, we feel that way too.
There’s no limit, there’s no time
Twist your soul and twist your mind.
CITY GIRL
She’s got the suntan, she couldn’t be sweeter,
Like to meet her, clean and eat her
Above the average beyond the top
This baby sometimes wants the lot
Baby loves her there is no question
Instant fit without exception
Gets inside when no-one mentions why.
This girl, she got everything
And what do they know?
They don’t know anything.
They’re feeling militant, getting sucked in
We’re so sorry, we don’t know why.
City girl
Wanna be, some kinda pearl
Designer heaven
Soaked in pleasure
Bathed in light
Made just right
Industry standard
Hard to handle
Super structure rich and treasured
Over and over for ever and ever
I want it all what’s coming to me
Deaf and blind just when it suits me
Satisfied it’s all cosmetic
Sees misfortune as pathetic
Didn’t make what she expected
And now there is no sympathetic
Shape of things to come
AWanna be there when we all get some
She wants respect without deserving
Wanna get paid for doing nothing
Cos this girl, gota free ride, free ride
Got an all time high
She moves with the times.
I AM AMERICAN BULLSHIT MAN.
Security one and much more than that
Ever wondered why America is mad?
That’s just the good stuff, carve it up bad
Now you understand why.
Gotta get my team together
Yeh, this is my team
But mean doesn’t mean a puritanical breed
Cos a racist is the lowest piece of shit on the scene,
Know what I mean? Let’s fuck it up.
Yo, Oh no
I am the man
Me I’m now The One
I’m free and I’m gone,
This is not a fine time these are not good days,
This thing is stupid - time to throw a hand grenade
It’s a stupid thing, but stupid is OK
As long as it’s made in the USA UK
Glory is bullshit, I don’t know what’s worse;
Best dressed no mess, we’ve got to come first.
Nothing gets solved, nothing gets learned
It’s not alright.
Fuck it up bad, you know you can
You’ve done it before, you’ll do it again
But not anymore, my superior friends
You’re culture is dying, it’s coming to an end
It’s our turn now, we’ll take it from here
It’s paradise found and it’s insincere
To our hearts only ignorance and frightened and dumb
What do you expect when you’re time has come?
Fuck it up bad, you know you can
American Bullshit Man.
TOGETHER: LEAGUE.
We’ve got to get ourselves together.
Standing, we should be standing.
Instead we’re paying. Oh no no, and that’s not right.
People’s sport, people’s culture.
Hover over, it’s gonna get ya.
Who’d have thought it would affect ya?
Gonna get ya, gonna get ya.
Let’s all, Yeh now,
Release first time,
Together too
Together!
Business empire misinformation lies
Disguise the fact and penalise the real lives
Heroes immortalized and idolized
For cheap culture selection, tune to Sky.
Kicking the people, kicking them all
Don’t be stupid, leave them alone
Kicking the people, kicking them all.