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Did this as a commission for a friend of mine who used to run my favorite house venue, The Coop. This piece is done on a 3 by 2 foot piece of recycled wood in acrylic and spray paint.
The request was for the Clash's entire self-titled album, but specifically the song "Spanish Bombs". I ended up focusing on guitar and vocals mainly, as most precussion registers in the browns, tans, grays, and dark oranges and don't really fit in well with other colors. A lot of the guitar parts are meduim-range (at least for most of their songs) and come off as a bright orange-red with jagged edges, while lower notes on electric guitar and bass are what I call 'stright-up' blue. Even lower notes are dark, dark red and highest notes are pings and streaks of lime green and yellow.
On "Spanish Bombs," the lead singer's voice is a comfortable shade of light grayish blue. It doesn't fan out too much and seems to stay in a pretty compact space in my head (usually slightly off to the left, with the guitar taking up the most of the center and the bass catching the edges).
Seeing color in a three-dimesional space around my head made painting such a large canvas challenging but fun. And I was totally covered in paint by the end of the days that I worked on it. In all, this took about 9 or 10 hours of work and I'm quite satisfied with the result...though I'm not sure I'm up for doing entire albums again anytime soon, as it's quite a work out!
Nevertheless, I'm still open for commissions and whatnot. Pieces can be just about any size you chose and I'll do any song you wish to 'see'. But please have the dignity to avoid requesting really crappy girly music and trance-techno, as I DO listen to the songs over and over again while I work.
If interested in my art, or synesthesia in general, just email me at lionheart09@comcast.net and I'll get back to you ASAP.
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Anything to liven up preparing dinner. Punk is great!
I thought of this while I was "lost in the supermarket".
My apologies to "The Clash". (See en.wikipedia.org/wiki/London_Calling for the original.)
© photo by Paul Wright
The Clash pink guitar flightcase on display at the Black Market Clash exhibition, 20 September 2013.
The Black Market Clash exhibition and pop-up store was open from 7-22 September 2013 at 75 Berwick Street, Soho, London. It documented one of the most important bands in rock and roll history and featured items from the archives of members of the Clash. The store was art directed and curated by the band and Robert Gordon McHarg III of The Subway Gallery.
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If you take from nature, please give something back. Listen to the words! Explore #394 March 18, 2009 Thank you!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MqO1b-5RsAs The Clash: London Calling
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9x12 Joe Strummer quick sketch
When i was young(er) liked the clash, they were more real, authentic than lot of what was out there. Left rock behind me years & years ago. Still felt bitter sweet to be in Whole Foods and hear Magnificent Seven playing while yuppies bought their Quinoa and bottles of California red.
Sing Street started in Sydney today. I saw it at the PALACE Verona Cinema in Paddington.
I thought it a beautiful movie, dedicated to any one who has brothers.
I was a big David Bowie fan throughout the 1970s and when I heard in early 1977 that Bowie was playing some UK gigs with Iggy Pop I leapt at the chance and bought a ticket as soon as they came on sale. I have to admit that I only bought the ticket to see Bowie, even though he was just playing keyboards and singing backing vocals.
The concert was on 7th March 1977 at the Rainbow Theatre in Finsbury Park, north London. I was still only sixteen and I had never been to north London before. In fact I had hardly ever been anywhere outside of south east London. Also a punk band was supporting Iggy Pop and I had never seen a punk band before, so I felt quite uneasy about going.
I need not have worried, it turned out to be a fantastic experience. The audience at the Rainbow were all young kids like me. Some of them wore ripped black school blazers, others had their hair cut short and spikey. I had never seen anything like this before. The support act was a punk band called The Vibrators and their lead singer wore sunglasses and silver straight-leg trousers. The kids shouted: “fuck off you posers” at the band and their lead singer Knox shouted obscenities back at the audience. I thought all this was great and I immediately identified with the young punks.
Then Iggy Pop came on. Bowie was at the side of the stage and played keyboards and there were a few crys of: “David…” from the crowd at the start. However, Iggy delivered a superb set and by the end I had almost forgotten that Bowie was on stage.
I knew then that punk was what I had been waiting for. I was the right age (16), in the right place (London) at the right time (early ’77). I was also working and living at home so I could afford to go out and see bands. And that is exactly what I did do a couple of weeks later when I went to see an American band called The Ramones, supported by Talking Heads, play at my local dancehall, The Greyhound in Croydon. Any lingering doubts I may have had about punk were wiped away that night by Joey Ramone’s 1-2-3-4.
Soon afterwards, on 8 April 1977, The Clash released their debut album. I went to my local record shop and bought a copy on the day that it was released. It may sound a bit silly now, but when I got home I didn’t play it straight away. I just held the record cover in my hands and spent ages just staring at the cover. It felt like a very special moment and I wanted it to last as long as possible. Then I put the record on my record player and I placed the needle on the first track. And there it was, 14 songs that I would remember for the rest of my life.
When the album had finished I turned it over and played it again. And after that I played it again. And then, I played it again.
Track listing
Side one
1. Janie Jones
2. Remote Control
3. I'm So Bored with the USA
4. White Riot
5. Hate & War
6. What's My Name
7. Deny
8. London's Burning
Side two
1. Career Opportunities
2. Cheat
3. Protex Blue
4. Police & Thieves
5. 48 Hours
6. Garageland
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"There's a tower in the heart of London
With a radio station right at the top
They don't make the city beat
They're making all the action stop" Capital Radio - The Clash
I know Capital Radio are no longer based in this block in the Euston Road but I still sing this song every time I walk past it.
One of the 1980's anti-war posters in my collection at my mom's place in Pretoria, South Africa. Photographed on December 21, 2008.
Keith Levene photoshoot @ The Palace Hotel, Manchester 14/11/15.
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Certainly a very different entrance to the one at Wembley, where I am more used to going. I liked the statue of the Rugby players very much
An early photo of The Clash, the seminal punk rock band, taken in 1977 in London. No clue as to the photographer. I'm posing as bassist Paul Simonon.
The original photo: 64.media.tumblr.com/ff3b42f8219bc7ec9529d8a6bf7d6f88/c0c6...
The build up was quite exciting - these flaming people certainly did their best to whip the crowd up
The Clash This is England posters seen at the Strummerville gig /exhibition in Devonshire House Union street London SE1. 18/11/16.
...
Un tempo questo tempo
con un’arma un po’ speciale
una Magnum Les Paul
spara canzoni che fanno male.
Ora ha una nuova banda
e un fazzoletto rosso e nero
quando attacca "I fought the law"
fa saltare il mondo intero.
ma un tempo fu un bandito
bandito senza tempo
veniva con la pioggia
e se ne andava via col vento....
(Gang - Bandito senza tempo)
In memory of Joe Strummer, who dies on the 22 december 2002
Ricordando Joe Strummer, che ci ha lasciati il 22 dicembre del 2002
The Clash: London Calling, an exhibition at the Museum of London, London, England, UK.
A behind the scenes look at the making of The Clash’s groundbreaking London Calling – an album that rocked the music scene, serving as an anthem for London, Londoners and music lovers globally.
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Original Joe Strummer "Gangsterville" single poster dating from circa 1988 seen at the Strummerville exhibition this evening at Devonshire House Union street London SE1. 18/11/16.
The 24 albums I'd take to a desert island. I certainly hope someone else brings Billie, Miles, and Coltrane; The Pixies, Portishead, Bowie, and PJ Harvey...
Flashback, ELO -- I first heard them on the little AM radio I got for Christmas when I was 6 or 7. Unlike some of my classmates I did not see Xanadu for Olivia Newton-John, but for ELO...
1969, Velvet Underground -- Introduced to them by a boyfriend when I was 15.
Platinum Collection, Blondie -- my Dad and I saw Debbie Harry perform with The Jazz
Passengers; she wore a smart peplum suit with Wayfarers and furry Abominal Snowman boots. My Dad and I kept looking at each other "That's DEBBIE HARRY!!"
Darkness on the Edge of Town -- So hard to decide which Springsteen record. My Dad gave me this when it came out -- I was 9. I hope I can be that right on with Perla.
Miss America by Mary Margaret O'Hara -- Go buy this record now.
Bewitched, Luna -- always ends up in my car...
Summerteeth, Wilco -- I didn't like this when I first heard it. I don't know what I was thinking.
Achtung Baby, U2 -- another favourite for the car.
Weld, Neil Young
For the Beauty of Winona, Daniel Lanois -- my brother played this for me when he was visiting; I bought it the day he returned home.
Collision Course, Asleep at the Wheel -- enjoyed many nights when my parents had friends over and I was supposed to be asleep; I would sit on the floor by my bedroom door and listen to the music coming up the stairs from the living room.
Boatman's Call, Nick Cave -- the last concert I saw in San Francisco before moving to Tucson.
Cafe Bleu, Style Council
Frank's Wild Years, Tom Waits
The Essential Leonard Cohen -- I read Beautiful Losers at 14 and it blew my mind. Love, love, love Leonard.
London Calling, The Clash
Psychocandy, The Jesus and Mary Chain
Ramones Anthology
Hymns from the 49th Parallel, k.d. lang
A Sides, The Fall -- I like the Brix years
Horses, Patti Smith
Some Girls, The Rolling Stones -- awesome disco album
This Is...Big Audio Dynamite
Guitar, Frank Zappa -- I get all swoony for Watermelon in Easter Hay