Girls Go Ska; Frente al Mar!

Rude girls grito! Far from home perhaps, but so, so worth mentioning for tropical vibes of rock steady and ska in a fashion proportionately youโ€™ll find hard to come by around these parts, itโ€™s my beloved all-girl-bar-one Mexican ska band, Girls Go Ska with a bran-new album Frente al Mar. Girls and ska, whatโ€™s not to like?!

From the off, the title track simply melts, mellowly, and builds in tempo, but is never overdramatic; โ€œcoolโ€ is the operative word; fresco! If Iโ€™ve put them on a pedestal before, theyโ€™ve now put another couple of pedestals atop it. Often steady paced for the genre, it proves ska, while upbeat doesnโ€™t have to be full of macho-bravura skinheads, or a frenzied rancour attack against dogmatic tyranny itโ€™s often misperceived here through the eightiesโ€™ second-generation Two-Tone scene, and within the dominate contemporary ska-punk internationally. Iโ€™ve made this point in the past when penning a more general piece about ska and reggae in South America, in which Girls Go Ska were featured.

Girls go Ska

Frente al Mar is breezy, bright and fun, light-hearted and beguiling. It roots the genre to its original Jamaican ethos, as a carefree dance music. Though, thereโ€™s a large chunk of assumption with those observations, as my Spanish isnโ€™t up to scratch, so my presumption rests on the design, the album name, which translates to the seaside, basically, and mood of the vocals; if theyโ€™re singing about anything other than romantic themes and enjoying oneself dancing on a tropical beach, like making political statement, it certainly doesnโ€™t sound that way! You just have to enjoy the professionality and untroubled vibe this album breezes in your direction, itโ€™s gorgeous, and it absolutely skanks!

Packaged femininely in loud pink and decorated with cute shลjo manga, rather than our typecast black and white chequered trade identity with Walt Jabsco splashed all over, Frente al Mar provides an alternative to norm, but is no way attributes the โ€œfairer sex,โ€ rather riot grrrl kick-ass in tenet, gender-neutral in sound. Not that punk comes into play; throughout itโ€™s steadfast traditional ska sound, one should credit Studio One rather than Two-Tone, or even Reel Big Fish for, thereโ€™s also sprinklings of Latino sound traditional to Mexico, of ranchera, norteรฑo and their contemporary offshoots, but are subtle and likely naturally occurring.

Imagine, if your English mind will adapt, Gloria Estefan performing ska, and youโ€™re nearer to the mark than The Specials. But no, eight sublimely flowing tunes is what you get, a sun-kissed blessing on the ear, in the style of brass-based rock steady and good olโ€™ ska. While pukka boys, Death of Guitar Pop are currently returning the welcomed Nutty-Boys-esque frivolous and fairground ska home for lads, further afield, here comes the girls.

Meanwhile here in my hometown of Devizes, the newly opened rum bar, The Muck & Dundar has been a roaring success, proving a taste of the tropical is welcomed, ergo, taken out of its context and origins, Frente al Mar would make the perfect soundtrack to it. Me? I’m smitten, with a little crush!


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Jamsters Festival at The Southgate

January last year, The Southgate Inn Devizes announced Jamsters, a monthly Friday night platform for loose groupings and associations created at their regular jam sessionsโ€ฆ

Deadlight Dance New Single & Video

New single from our gothic duo Deadlight Dance, taken from Marchโ€™s album Vox Populiโ€ฆ. Second tune on the album, a ballad to the poisonous evergreenโ€ฆ

Brian on FullTone Festival

Our regular historian and Visiting Research Fellow of The Regional History Centre, UWE Bristol, Brian Edwards takes some time to sketch the FullTone Orchestra aheadโ€ฆ

Song of the Day 4: Girls Go Ska

Hi, yeah s’me, keeping up the Song of the Day feature like dedication was as word I know the definition of!

No excuses not to, I mean I am of the generation when Roy Castle clasped his trumpet weekly, ready for the signing off of “Record Breakers.” No, it’s not a euthanasim, Google it whippersnappers.

Might also explain my fondness for brass. Brass is class, and a vital element of ska. Yep, four tunes in and I couldn’t resist sharing some ska with you.

It’s a commonly misguided notion that ska is a retrospective cult here in England. It tends to convey a bygone era of Two-Tone records, boots and braces.

Yet today, while said stereotype has a grounding, ska is an international phenomenon, particularly in South America. I did write a piece about this region’s love for ska, and how it’s roots out of Jamaica bare a different tale from our own.

To show you how fresh it can be elsewhere in the world, and it’s not a reminiscence for a
load of overweight balding pensioners as perceived in the UK, here’s all-female bar one Mexican band, Girls Go Ska, who I’m secretly in love with, (so secret they don’t even know themselves….until they use Google translate!) doing an instrumental jam.

Girls and ska; what’s not to like? Have a lovely rest of your day. Very good. Carry on….


  • Jamsters Festival at The Southgate

    January last year, The Southgate Inn Devizes announced Jamsters, a monthly Friday night platform for loose groupings and associations created at their regular jam sessions each Wednesday. On Sunday 2nd August they’ll be celebrating by bringing some of them together for the first Jamsters free festival, aptly, at the Southgateโ€ฆ

    A spokesperson for the inn said, โ€œevery great music community needs somewhere to begin. For countless musicians across Wiltshire, that place has been The Southgate.โ€

    The Southgate’s Wednesday night jam sessions have been running regularly since Dave & Deborah took over the pub in 2018. It offered a secure space where people of all ages and abilities can come to play and sing.

    โ€œThese weekly sessions have become far more than an acoustic jam,โ€ they say, โ€œthey’ve birthed enduring friendships, inspired songwriting partnerships and helped musicians find the confidence to take their music beyond the pubโ€™s walls to perform full-length gigs, either as soloists or in bands.โ€ย 

    And I know this to be true. I’ve been to a few, though being unable to hold a note, I reject and quiver in fear of any offers of so much as a tambourine! I just love the comradeship, the communal feeling, and the way they take turns to lead, and the improv singalong becomes something magical.ย 

    From 12pm onwards on Sunday 2nd August The Southgate presents a lineup of local talent, solo artists who cut their teeth at these sessions, and groups which formed through it.

    Pat Ward and Ben Borrillโ€™s celebrated covers duo Matchbox Mutiny and Gordon Thompson and Tim French’s duo Painted by Numbers, both play, along with soloists like the incredible Vince Bell, one third Lost Trade and local legend Jamie R Hawkins, this year’s wonderful breakthrough singer-songwriter Sammi Evans, the lovable Tom Harris, and Byran Davis, a new name to me, but when I get there I predict I’ll say something like, โ€œoh, hey, I do know you,โ€ because that’s the way things roll around here!!

    Worthy to note, the lineup is far from the be-all-and-end-all of musicians who’ve been helped by these sessions, but it’s certainly an incentive to get down the Gate, if not just on Sunday 2nd August but anytime for their non-stop musical programme. As if we needed an incentive!!

    โ€œIt’s about celebrating the pub that quietly made so much of it possible,โ€ they say. โ€œIt’s about recognising the importance of grassroots venues at a time when so many are disappearing.โ€

    Yeah, I’m down with that. Particularly when I pause to reminisce on all the brilliant nights we’ve had there, dancing around George the pub dog as he naps front and centre of the performers! Long live The Southgate and those jammy Jamsters; I wish I could hold a note, I canโ€™t even grip fully onto a tenner before the kids swipe it from my hands!!ย 


  • Ruby Darbyshire & Devizes Cafe Nero Wins Poppy Campaign Award

    As if we required proof that Ruby Darbyshire is loved by all, today she was asked to play her pipes by the war veterans in Devizes at Cafe Nero in the Brittox and received an unexpected awardโ€ฆ.

    Congratulations to branch manager of Neros, Rachel Shotter, who received an award for the help she has given to the Poppy Campaign in Devizes over the years; Ruby thought she was only there to help celebrate by playing her bagpipes.ย 

    Ruby’s father Brian Darbyshire said โ€œwhat she didn’t know was that she was also getting an award for her contributions of support.โ€

    This follows from the Royal British Legion Devizes Branch Annual Poppy Awards Ceremony at the Wyvern Theatre in June.ย 

    Well done, Ruby; we won’t stop praising you until you win the Mercury Music Prize!ย 


  • Donovan or Donoless, Fulltone Festival is a Cake Tray!

    Images by Gail Foster

    Regretfully I must report that due to a personal issue Jason Donovan is unable to sing at Devizes’ Fulltone Festival this afternoon. But all in attendance yesterday will be aware, if Jason was a cherry on the cake, Fulltone is not one big cake. Fulltone is an industrial sized tray of cherry bakewells and each individual cake has its own cherryโ€ฆ..

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    If a tray of bakewells required one chief cherry, it would be the fellow with the most familiar parietal lobe in Devizes, Anthony Brown, conductor of the FullTone Orchestra, delicately or furiously waving his baton around for hours, as the mood of the music requires! Or it could also be his wife, Jemma, who miraculously finds time off from promoting and marketing this grand show to sing at it too. But a tray of bakewells does not have a chief cherry, each individual cherried cake must be credited and praised for what is one of the most magnificent shows this side of Barnard’s Star.ย 

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    There’s one violinist who reminds me of Chris Kamara, but unfamiliar with all the names of this seventy-piece orchestra, each and everyone of them are cherries! And their combined efforts is what makes Fulltone so tasty. To them, and every volunteer, well done and thank you, for, from start to finish, Saturday was totally and unequivocally magical.ย 

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    Social media posting expected today, or thoughtless clickbait headlines, casting opinions on Fulltone whether or not they attended! The move to Park Farm I suspect will be under scrutiny, particularly by those who once makeshift their own free party by pitching up by the exterior fence. Transport issues with the times of the shuttle bus might rightfully be criticised, and for an event dedicated to its town, its regularity might need evaluating for future years; teething troubles. But with the campsite option, the Fulltone Festival 26 is more accessible to a wider audience, and folk from afar communally rubbed shoulders with dedicated Devizons for a series of showstoppers back-to-back, heralding a new chapter for Fulltone.

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    Social media can be toxic, Park Farm is where you must be to assess this. And should you require an example, let’s take the grand finale of Saturday night. That iconic stage, like a giant sky-reaching gothic church window, barely shaded partygoers from the heatwave, as Two-Tone tribute Mostly Madness did what it said on their tin. With emphasis on the trombone player rather than the singer, it was an incredibly lively show of second gen ska, and went down a treat. Then the orchestra came out, glittered up, with a rendition of Fatboy Slim’s Right Here, Right Now, but rather than the repetitive sample which mightโ€™ve been acceptable in the nineties, a young guy, conveniently called Guy I believe, interpreted a rap over it; and it was sublime.

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    The stage was set for a number of club classics, each with a different singer, as Devizes-own smiley BBC legend James Threlfall prepared his decks for a “large” mix continuing the club classic theme. What was earlier a stage wonderfully reciting the classical themes of John Williamsโ€™ Star Wars was now a pumping house festival, where the exhausted orchestra took a hydration break. But this was not the grand finale, only near to it in timings.

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    Now the orchestra came back out. James remained on the decks providing the beat, the orchestra played the melodies over it, Rozella came out too, glittering, and they did a few more vocal club classics, using Guy to rap Snapโ€™s Rhythm is a Dancer. Then, a singer from the orchestra backed her with her most memorable hit Everybodyโ€™s Free. This was my personal favourite thing ever to happen at a FullTone Festival, as sparks of the fondest memories flooded my neurons, aided by a Muck & Dunder Bajan rum punch, and we danced like there was no tomorrow, even though there was and FullTone continues today!

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    For an Uncle Albert perspective, back in the day, โ€œwhen I was in the rave,โ€ house, jungle, techno and all other subgenres were virtually the same shebang, or at least their roots were bundled together. The only divide was songs for cheesy clubbers, aching for the commercialisation of rave culture, and those for the โ€œhardcoreโ€ free party people illegally raving in some field or other. Then there were those songs which transcended that boundary, that appeased whatever side of the fence you sat on, and in 1991, Rozellaโ€™s uplifting piano-breaking anthem was โ€œthe one.โ€

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    But, looking at the faces of those dancing to it last night, my personal significance mattered not a stitch, as for many 1991 is a page in a history book. Still, I couldnโ€™t have imagined this โ€œthrowaway musicโ€ would ever become classed as โ€œclassics,โ€ as they relished every second of it as much as me, and the few other matured ravers!

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    For those younger, 1991 was not a live music era, it was governed by DJ culture. I didn’t know (much care) what Rozalla looked like, but as she sang on that stage, she looked and performed as beautifully as I could’ve ever imagined. In some vague similarity, The Wurzels seemingly did too!

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    Imagine, if you will, the most unlikely break between sections of the Proms, but, as we’re West Country, the glove fitted with danceable jollity. Professionally accomplished, where age didn’t seem to come into it, and I am a Cider Drinker encouraged a bra to be thrown in their general direction, the Wurzels were expectantly brilliant!

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    The Kaiser Chief’s Ruby Ruby perhaps not as apt as other pop hits they’ve covered, and the encore Combined Harvester had the techno remix backing, which would’ve been acceptable in 1992, but I take into consideration their ages and if it had to be the last song, they were likely completely knackered by the end of it. They put in the shift, with hilarious banter and skilled scrumpy & western, as those bumpkin legends were the making of it.ย 

    Saturday at Fulltone ’26

    There were parts I regret I missed, such as the orchestra playing a Queen set; it sounded smashing though, as I rushed carefully back across the dual carriageway, assuming the last thing folk want to see driving home is a milkman as roadkill. Too conveniently located to home, I nipped back for my dinner and a spray of Lynx!

    But, John Williams, the whole Star Wars catalogue, made me remember why we were there, for the grandness of this orchestra, for the experience of this conglomerative of excellence, for the acoustics of ye gods running through you, and for the institution the FullTone Festival has become; and Iโ€™m not even a cherry bakewell kinda guy, Iโ€™m more brownie!!


  • Strange Days Indeed, at The Barge on HoneyStreet

    Earthlings and all other organic lifeforms with a taste for the occult, fortean and generalย  weirdness are heading to The Barge at HoneyStreet the first weekend of September for the return of Strange Days Festival. You risk spontaneous combustion if you donโ€™t tooโ€ฆ.

    If you felt an alien autopsy, some alpine shape-shifters or the neohermetic order of Kyballic philosophy were unfortunately missing from your usual festival haunts, this might just be for you and your spirit guide.ย ย ย 

    A wildly Wyrd weekend specially crafted for fans of forteana and unexplained phenomena, Strange Days covers the entire weekend with weirdness, esteemed speakers, cosmic cabaret, and some mindblowing music. As of last year, the most powerful tractorbeam musically arrives from intergalactic visitors Henge, with their jazzy psychedelic space-rock rave everyone wants to be abducted by.

    Star of the hidden camera prank show Trigger Happy TV, the man with the giant phone Dom Jolly also headlines, and thereโ€™s an array of speakers, and other bands, including Calneโ€™s own masters of comedic metal, the chelonaphobic Real Cheesemakers, who might/might not play from inside the belly of a sperm whale.

    Indie experimentalists Quatermass III are also playing, known for blending glam-tinged experimentalism, “folk-horror” themes, and electronic textures. And Novum Wo, an experimental electronic artist blending distorted glitch, IDM, and sample-based sounds with Medieval, Arthurian, and contemporary industrial aesthetics.

    Thereโ€™s the unmistakable band Dogshow, on a voyage to explore how music can be experienced differently, by traversing genre-fluid astral planes whilst dressed as poodles. The Quantum Mechanicsโ€™ paranormal podcasters go live, Bob Fischer and Stephen Brotherstone resurrect all your disturbed childhood TV memories simultaneously, while Jonathan Downes goes on the trail of Mexican Vampires, and past president of the British UFO Research Association Lionel Fanthorpe talks about close encounters.

    Iโ€™d like to say Iโ€™m only dipping my little toe into the dark waters of Strange Days, as thereโ€™s so much more to discover, but the minds of the followers of the event might meander onto the argument itโ€™s a vestigial structure, leftover from our tree-dwelling ancestors, while podiatrists interject, maintaining the little toe is still functional and significantly aids in balance and weight-bearing, and weโ€™ll have a battle of medical curiosities on our multi-fingered, prehensile organs.

    Strange Days is on the weekend of the 4th-6th September, when the nights draw in, and we get closer to the spirit world. Itโ€™s at the Barge at HoneyStreet so itโ€™d be rude not to camp, which is included in the ticket. Tickets are a 130 of your Earth coins, with discounted rates for kids. From HERE and beyondโ€ฆโ€ฆ


  • Fortnightly Banking Drop-in Sessions Replaces Devizesโ€™ Lloydsโ€ฆ.

    No smiling faces in this snap! Our MP Brian Matthew met with representatives from Lloyds Bank yesterday to raise concerns about the closure of the branch in Devizes. Get in Brian, but it looks like we’ll be returning to the era of stuffing our cash into mattresses againโ€ฆ.

    Brian said he โ€œdiscussed the impact on vulnerable customers who may need extra support with their banking and on local businesses for whom a local branch is helpful.โ€

    Lloyds explained they are going to provide a fortnightly drop-in session to assist their customers with banking queries. They have also promised to ensure customers are aware of and supported through the transition. Hello? This is Devizes; expect fortnightly queues!

    Have you ever tried to train a pensioner how to online bank?! It took me five years to show my mum how Facebook works!

    We’ve come to the point where you’re made to feel guilty paying with cash, as the shop worker thrusts their card reader in your face. I’ve just about sussed online banking. It’s those pesky parking meters that send me into all kinds of flustered senior moments.

    If we must face a cashless society, can we not wait for a generation to pass? It isn’t fair on them. I’d like to send these young entrepreneurs a hundred years ahead in time and ask them to work out quantum web diagnostics in fourth dimensional realities… or some other Dr Who type malarkey!

    A charity trustee stated how important the branch is for depositing regular cash collections. โ€œOnce the branch has gone, it will mean travelling to a Lloyds branch in another town,โ€ they expressed their concern. โ€œSmall businesses, clubs, charities still deal in cash and need the convenience and security of a local branch.โ€

    Another comment said you need a branch for registering a lasting power of attorney, as you cannot do that online and must rely on the postal service. Well, I say that’s risking it a bit; can’t even get Auntie Doris’s birthday card delivered within a six month schedule!

    Others have suggested a banking hub for all major banks. But yeah, that takes a united community effort; I’ll wait!

    โ€œI will be following up to ensure this happens,โ€ Brian concluded about the fortnightly drop-ins and promises of training customers. โ€œI will also be looking into access to cash in the town to ensure there is still sufficient provision for those who prefer to pay in this way.โ€

    I’m glad we voted in this guy, he da man, but for now, it looks like the future of traditional banking is doomed here in Devizes. What’s that under your matress, Auntie Doris?!


  • โ€œGaslightโ€ at The Mission Theatre, Bath, July 8th-11th 2026

    by Ian Diddams

    images by Michael Stevens โ€“ Pharos Photography

    Shakespeare is credited as having introduced around 1,700 words into the English language, and several hundred phrases and idioms. This practise of word invention was not however unique to Shakespeare, or that late 16th Century periodโ€ฆ A play written in 1938, by Patrick Hamilton, was not only popular amongst theatre goers but its name became a by-word for marital deceit, trickery and mental abuse. The play was named โ€œGaslight.”

    Google and Wikipedia will fill in the plot synopsis but as per our use of the verb โ€œto gaslightโ€ in English, the play revolves around the mental abuse of Bella Manningham by her husband, Jack Manningham โ€“ an upper middle-class couple – as he undermines her self-confidence and sanity with a plan to send her to a lunatic asylum.

    Next Stage Theatre Company present Hamiltonโ€™s disturbingly engaging play at the Mission Theatre, Bath this week. The cast deliver a tense, gripping performance over two and half hours plus interval, and every character is ideally presented. With a little over twenty-four hoursโ€™ notice, due to cast sickness, Sam Fynn stepped in to play the villain of the piece, Jack. Itโ€™s testament to his skill and ability that his performance was all but perfect.

    Antonia White played the down trodden, abused target of Jackโ€™s gaslighting, and her portrayal of the victimโ€™s descent into self-doubt and loss of sanity is indeed harrowing โ€“ so much so, that at one moment I felt genuine compassion to โ€œBellaโ€ as she stood just a yard from me looking so confused, withdrawn and psychologically beaten.

    The supporting cast were no less excellent. Mayur Bhatt, a Next Stage regular, presented Rough, the former Inspector as a perfect foil to Bellaโ€™s confusion. His level headed, intense but kind persona, not lacking a little humour, was ideal to help at times relieve the gut churning story unfolding before us. He represents a far lower middle-class character, transcending the gap between the master and mistress of the house with their two working class servants.

    Ananda Rhodes played Elizabeth a long standing and loyal housekeeper who is Bellaโ€™s only friend, with demure touches really underlying a servantโ€™s position who has no power, no control but is desperately trying to help. Their relationship blurs the lines of Victorian society at its edges, a state that Jack not only notes but berates Bella for as part of his controlling actions.

    In total contrast the young house maid, Nancy, is no follower of standard protocolsโ€ฆ she uses the front door of the house; she is hugely passive aggressive towards her mistress and desires and makes herself available to her master. Her surly nature contrasts with Elisabethโ€™s deference perfectly. James Hacker and Oliver Manners complete the cast with cameo roles as Roughโ€™s โ€œmuscleโ€.This entire cast work seamlessly together with fully believable characters, all tied together by director Claire Rumball (also set design) and her team Oliver Manners and James Hacker as stage management. Tech is delightfully delivered โ€“ including of course dimming and raising gaslights โ€“ by Kris Nuttall and Andy Punt on lighting and Andy also on sound. The thoroughly delightful costumes arranged by Ness Bishop.

    The show however is so far more than just a story of a married coupleโ€™s relationship. Its also more subtly a commentary on Victorian โ€“ and no doubt 1930s when this was written โ€“ society and its mores and attitudes. Whilst being a kindly uncle type figure, Rough himself demonstrates some patriarchal traits, and Nancyโ€™s surly and disrespectful outlook clashes with every other characterโ€™s social reserve, even Jack who himself merely maintains a social status quo in his household.And ultimately the play provides huge passive-aggression and irony in its final scenes, over the finessing of Bellaโ€™s โ€œmadnessโ€, First by Rough to Jack, and then ultimately Bella to her husband, who deliciously turns the tables on him when he believes momentarily that she will aid him in escaping Roughโ€™s clutches and thus the hangmanโ€™s noose.Come and see โ€œGaslightโ€, played in the round at The Mission Theatre, Bath this week. You will not be disappointed โ€“ tickets from https://www.missiontheatre.co.uk/tickets?category=Gaslight

  • Bird is The Word Caged! Trowbridge’s New Music Venue Coming Soon

    It looks like fowlers have finally caught them! I mean, wildly flying around, daytime clubbing, karaoke cavorting, supporting and promoting local live music, who does that?!ย 

    Cracking Pair Claire and Chloe Grist do. They set up the Facebook page, Bird is the Word to promote the local music scene. May last year saw them putting gigs on at Bradford-on-Avon’s Boathouse and running a daytime clubbing experience at The Exchange in Devizes.

    But it’s been more a case of โ€œmum’s the wordโ€ since May, when they first flashed their phones at me, showing off the shiny new logo for an even more exciting project, The Birdhouse.ย 

    If I’ve been a good boy and kept my cakehole schtum, now I can reveal that they’ve only gone and teamed up with the former operator of The Boathouse and director of SD Hospitality Management Ltd, Sam Dean, nabbed the vacant Sir Issac Pitman building on Trowbridgeโ€™s Market Street and plan to open The Birdhouse, a new music venue; ding dong!

    Passed it this morning and took a snap, being the logo is up there, looking rather catching. There’s a private ‘soft’ launch on Thursday 16th July, andย  the Mayor officially opens the new venue at 6pm on Friday 17th, with all guns blazing by 8:30 when Trowbridge punkers Brakelight will be the first band to grace The Birdhouse stage.

    We hope itโ€™ll be a historic moment and wish Sam, Claire and Chloe all the best for the venture. Wiltshire is bucking the unfortunate reality of music venue closures, and Trowbridge is at the heart of it.ย 

    You might remember the building being used as a Wetherspoons until it closed nine years ago; small mercies! We think it’s fantastic to see an independent establishment going into its place, and can not wait to party with Bird is The Word!


  • Deadlight Dance New Single & Video

    New single from our gothic duo Deadlight Dance, taken from Marchโ€™s album Vox Populiโ€ฆ.

    Second tune on the album, a ballad to the poisonous evergreen shrub Daphne odora, which I classed as โ€œa poignant plodding shoegazer.โ€ The video looks very botanical and outdoorsy, I hope those goths wore sunscreen! Brilliant no-AI video, created by Haunting the Atom; fill your metal buckled chrome studded bootsโ€ฆโ€ฆ

    Oh, and find them doing it at The White Bear, Devizes on Sunday..


  • Who’s Lovin a Devizes McDonalds and Tesco?

    For what it’s worth, I’m impartial to the prospect of McDonalds, Tesco too. I’ve got viewpoints to waffle endlessly with no real conclusion, if you’ve nothing more important to be getting on with, but I’m certainly not all-out โ€œlovinโ€™ itโ€….

    The initial article announcing the McDonald’s proposal in Bishop’s Cannings was a rush job, to beat the stream of social media. Now I can reflect, provide an opinion piece, you might be surprised. Especially as I hinted I was in favour because it would bring employment, particularly for our younger residents; mud sticks!

    Someone submitted their objection, spoke of it on Facebook with an accompanying comment they tagged me in: โ€œdon’t shoot me Darren Worrow!” Perhaps they mistook the term โ€œdrive-thruโ€ for โ€œdrive-byโ€ for which my little knowledge from American movies suggests two entirely different things! I’m certainly not going to shoot anyone, and pray no one returns fire!

    Here we go, dispelling myths and hearsays about the golden arches, their global ethical ethos and the redevelopment proposals here, in my own special manner, and purely for your amusement only. Repeat after me, I’m not a councillor!! Imagine thoughโ€ฆ.

    The food is rubbish!

    That’s subjective or at least debatable, surely? As the advert suggests, some people love that frightfully processed, calorie-dense, diabetes welcoming shit, and will queue all day in their cars for it. If they want to eat foam burgers, battery farmed chicken offcuts and offal, that’s their prerogative, and they will if you object or not. Itโ€™s the pickles they tend not to like and launch them from their car windows in some kind of pickle protest; but they are pigeon-friendly and biodegradable.

    The company has made strides in responsible sourcing, apparently, but the nutritional value remains equal to eating a mattress. The โ€œOโ€ in a โ€œFillet O Fishโ€ stands for โ€œoh, did it really come out of the sea?โ€ when allegedly it did, but so do old wellington boots from time to time. Can you point out where the McNuggets are located on a chicken?!ย 

    Expect a rise in obesity in Devizes!

    Hello to the terminally bewildered! Our kebab shops sell โ€œdonor meat and chips,โ€ because โ€œsalad is for lightweights.โ€ For the gentlemen with a larger appetite I’ve watched them squeeze an XXL kebab into a 12โ€ pizza box, for crying out loud into a bag of statins.

    McDonalds might not be much better, but no worse, and definitely less on portion size. Though both these first two points worryingly open Pandora’s box; how ethical McDonalds is.

    McDonalds is unethical!

    Unfortunately, you are right, any “restaurantโ€ chain which over-packages its products even if you eat inside has a dinosaur-sized environmental footprint; bring back Wimpy, they served you with a plate, what is so wrong with a plate these days?!

    The company pledges to reduce carbon emissions and achieve deforestation-free beef sourcing, but can something on the sheer scale of McDonaldsโ€™ global supply chain ever really avoid widespread pollution and deforestation, and how hard does it really try to in Trump’s America? Awl, the dribble from that bastard’s gobshite damped his cardboard straw.

    Yet, these are global issues which the McDonald’s Corporation must improve, while weโ€™re on about having one in our town, in a country where thereโ€™s already over 1,500 locations, and being thereโ€™s not one east of Devizes for some considerable distance, you know their application will be granted somewhere, if not here. Unlike their plastics, which is a โ€œdump,โ€ rejecting this is a โ€œdropโ€ in the ocean, and the only thing youโ€™ll achieve will be Devizes folk shit out of their McFlurry, and having to drive to the Sham.

    Sadly, deflecting a global corporation by rejecting one store is putting a plaster on a severed limb.

    They exploit their staff!

    Again, globally yeah. Long-standing labour disputes and lawsuits regarding low wages and poor working conditions are plentiful. Iโ€™d argue thatโ€™s the world the low-skilled worker lives in, unfortunately. The economy relies on companies taking the piss, and I donโ€™t recall a company Iโ€™ve ever worked for, large or local, who havenโ€™t taken the piss and been generally ignorant to their staffโ€™s concerns, to be frank.

    They will, and Tesco too, however, create new and stable jobs here, and in doing so, employ younger people, which, aside from unethical practices, isnโ€™t necessarily a bad thing. Let’s not forget those franchise delivery companies might develop, also creating jobs and delivering for our local takeaways too; nobody says Just Eat in Devizesโ€ฆ. yet!!

    Hey kids, welcome to the world of work, expect to be exploited, but let it be a lesson, as youโ€™ll delightfully discover the chances of the same crap happening wherever you work is more likely than it is not! It’s the British way! Keep calm, tip your cap when the boss passes and carry on.

    It’s unsightly and lowers the tone of the town!

    No, it really doesn’t, at least no more than the aesthetics of the industrial estate. We have beautiful rolling downs stretching for miles to Beckhampton, it is a breathtaking drive but when you get to Devizes itโ€™s over and the practicality of civilisation has to begin somewhere.ย 

    Seeing a Maccy Dโ€™s is standard issue now. No posh couple intending to spend a small fortune in our antiques shops are going to yell, โ€œoh my! They’ve got a McDonalds, George! Turn the car around quickly!!!โ€ Because nearly every other town has one, there is no escape.

    The area will be littered!

    It always amazes me that McDonalds has brought about this bizarre etiquette in other fast food chains too, that customers actually clear away the piles of litter they produce, as no other “restaurant” customers do this. That is why we need this branch to be โ€œeat-in,โ€ and avoid the โ€œdrive-thruโ€ concept as much as possible, because that is when litter unfortunately becomes an issue.

    Sadly, to see McDonalds packaging jettisoned from a car window abandoned on our roads is more commonplace than seeing a fox or badger at night; but that might be more to do with posh country pricks not hunting Big Mac boxes to extinction.

    Iโ€™m of the theory, this is done by younger people, borrowing mumโ€™s car, and they donโ€™t want her to know theyโ€™ve wasted fuel driving all the way to the Sham purely for a Maccy Ds, so they uncaringly dump that crap out of the window. I cannot see any other logical reason for doing it, then again logic might not play a part in their justifications.

    Therefore, the lesser the drive, the more convenient it is to eat in, stay in the carpark where there are bins provided, or to find a bin, by my thinking. So, a McDonalds closer might not increase littering, it might actually help.

    That’s the town centre doomed!

    This is where I imagine being at a party and the conversation thus: โ€œoh, how terribly rude of me. You guys haven’t met before? Well, let me introduce you. Devizes, this is the 21st century. 21st century, this is Devizes!โ€

    Get off your high horses. Unless you came into town to buy a sponge burger wrapped in more pointless packaging than an entire new kitchen, itโ€™s not going to impact the few coffee houses and charity shops we have still standing in the town centre. Devizes is still conservative top-heavy in ethos, I thought we’d welcome unethical, monopolising commercial corporations?!ย 

    Even freewheelling funky Frome has an out of town commercial service area, with golden arches, and Devizes is never going to be as libtard alternative thinking as Frome! It’s happening everywhere, get used to it.

    The old Sommerfield site in the town centre, since Wilko bunked, is one of many redundant shops here. Face reality, no chainstore is going to buy it; the trend is out of town shopping.

    Town centres are now for coffee culture, restaurants, pubs, boutiques, hairdressers and charity shops, and I quite like it like that. I don’t want to see Tesco in town, because that drives people into them more than if they had to hop on a bus. I want indie shops in town, and want to see them supported.

    Tesco didn’t see the offensive repercussions when they said they’re up for joining the abomination, and bid they’d build a superstore roughly two-thirds the size of the one in Trowbridge. Like we’re only two-thirds as important to them as Trowvegas, what an insult!

    It’s kinda like when they build an extra lane on the motorway knowing in a decade they’ll need another. We’ve survived this long without a mega supermarket, on just manky Morrisons and a lonely Lidl. Sainsburys will do, wonโ€™t it? I only ever go into Marks & Sparks for confirmation Iโ€™m a peasant.

    Devizes is expanding without infrastructure improvements; we’ll need bloody motorway services on London Road soon enough, and they come with golden arches as standard!

    Tesco, you fail to remember like a Tory slamming Starmer for Brexit, we HAD a museum piece Tesco back in the year OBP (before Poundland) in which all the nice products you could find in other Tescos, all the good stuff, wasn’t available in the Devizes tiny Tesco, only the shitty nineteen-seventies stuff, to suit the decor.

    We didn’t have a sushi bar, we had a tub of prawn cocktail, we didn’t have luxury jambon, we had tins of Spam, we didn’t have an iPhone section, we had a lift which occasionally worked, and we certainly didn’t have the one thing we really, really need, a petrol station!

    But no, the proposal doesn’t extend to a petrol station; knobjockeys. If you’re gonna do it, Tesco, you could at least go the whole hog. We deserve as much; the kind of supermarket you can get lost in or not at all. Is a little competition to keep fuel price checks healthy too much to ask?! If you want in, Tesco, give us a petrol station in the deal, or bugger โ€˜arf with your fiver meal deals; a cajan chicken wrap, Boost duo and can of Pepsi isn’t a bloody meal anymore than a Big flippinโ€™ Mac!!

    You haven’t even got a conclusion, have you?!

    Looky here, Iโ€™ve calmed! Before moving to Devizes, I lived in both Swindon and Marlborough, for roughly the same length of time. I guesstimate I actually made more visits to McDonalds living in Marlborough, which doesn’t have a McDonalds, than I ever did during my time living in Swindon, which has too many McDonalds to count without taking my socks off. This is because when things like this are on your doorstep it doesn’t mean you use them any more than when theyโ€™re not.

    You take them for granted that they’re within reaching distance, but it doesn’t spur you to reach for them more than when they’re not. In fact, the appeal for something you haven’t got is greater than for something you have. I predict novelty appeal in having a McDonalds in Devizes, but within time it’ll be normalised and the novelty will wear off.

    You know, so many people say to me, โ€œyou’re a sexy beast, Worrow, you know what’s best,โ€ and usually I’d agree, but this one is out of our hands whether we like it or not. So sit back, keep your cobwebbed Clubcard to hand, and face the fate of Devizes head-on, with confidence, and make yours a McHappy meal! Be thankful we might get a McDonalds, but we’re still Reform free!ย 


  • Brian on FullTone Festival

    Our regular historian and Visiting Research Fellow of The Regional History Centre, UWE Bristol, Brian Edwards takes some time to sketch the FullTone Orchestra ahead of next weekend’s festival….

    I was blown away when attending one of the Fulltone Orchestra’s practice sessions today. We know the music is fantastic, we know the line up is pretty cool; but I wasn’t remotely ready for the thrill of being in the practice room when the music started.….

    I wasย supposedlyย there to sketch, but it was ridiculously difficult to focus on the task in hand.ย 

    Attending the two days of the Fulltone Festival is the most fun you can have in Devizes with your clothes on – said someone that won’t now admit saying it. Come to think of it, it probably rivals some of those other times as well.

    Order your tickets now – Fulltone 26 is next weekend!