My second favourite last gang in town.
"I don't think I'm gonna let you stay in the film business." (Image: BAD Central) |
In the 1980s, everyone seemed to be doing stadium rock: Simple Minds, U2, Bruce Springsteen, Then Jericho (remember them? Me neither). Big Audio Dynamite were a refreshing alternative. Front man Mick Jones had (arguably) made punk iconoclasts The Clash global superstars, by introducing reggae and dance beats into their music. When he was fired from the band he’d founded by Joe Strummer, Jones set up a new musical collective with DJ and filmmaker Don Letts.
Mick and Don were backed up by Leo
‘E-Zee Kil’ Williams (bass), Dan Donovan (keyboards) and Greg Roberts (drums).
In the image-obsessed ‘80s, BAD were a great package, looking like a cross
between guerrilla rastas and Sergio Leone anti-heroes. This outsider aesthetic
continued into the music itself, with BAD’s second single – and the first I heard
– ‘Medicine Show’ sampling cool dialogue from A Fistful of Dollars (1964),
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966), Duck, You Sucker! (1971),
as well as the Humphrey Bogart classic The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1948). BAD went a step further with ‘E=MC2’, a tribute to the films of Nicolas
Roeg, littered with samples from the psychedelic gangster flick Performance (1970).
JoBoxers they weren’t.
They blew me away live, heavying
up the bass and guitar riffs and playing everything faster. At a spectacular gig
at the (sadly now demolished) Astoria on the Charing Cross Road in London, Mick
fired witty quips from the hip and at the drop of a baseball cap went into
Chuck Berry-style duck walks. By the time I saw them, BAD’s set was full of
great, clever songs from their second LP No. 10 Upping Street (1986),
including ‘C’mon Every Beatbox’, ‘Beyond the Pale’, ‘Limbo the Law’ and
‘Sightsee MC’. If the rousing attitude sounded familiar, it was because Joe
Strummer had patched things up with Mick and had co-written some of the songs,
also producing the album with attack and vigour. From this distance, maybe BAD
missed a trick by not getting Joe out to do a few numbers. On the other hand, perhaps
it was just too soon for an on-stage Clash reunion.
On their third album, 1988’s Tighten
Up Vol. 88 (which built more bridges with The Clash, as bassist Paul
Simenon supplied the cover painting – dancers at a rave by the Westway), BAD
delivered their best set of lyrics yet. Together with songs about Imelda
Marcos, horoscopes and the simple joy of playing music, ‘Applecart’ was a
brilliant vignette of a once loving relationship collapsed into tedium and habit:
The silence between them
Makes the loudest sound.
Thinking it’s the wavelength
Turns the radio down.
They hardly know each other
And they don’t know where to start.
Don’t rock the boat
Upset the applecart.
Makes the loudest sound.
Thinking it’s the wavelength
Turns the radio down.
They hardly know each other
And they don’t know where to start.
Don’t rock the boat
Upset the applecart.
The other stand out was ‘The
Battle of All Saints Road’. I’d lived in London for two years by now, and the
Zydeco/‘Duelling Banjos’ from Deliverance (1972) mash-up, about the
increasing yuppyfication of areas of the capital that had been on the frontline
in the 1970s, struck a chord with this immigrant Londoner. I was really looking
forward to seeing BAD on the Tighten Up tour, but Mick fell seriously
ill and was out of action for over six months.
BAD returned to the fray in 1989
with Megatop Phoenix. I didn’t get it at the time, but since then it’s
become their album that I play the most. Ahead of the game as usual, Mick had
been inspired by the Second Summer of Love and moved away from conventional
rock song structures into a kind of Cockney house music. ‘Around the Girl in 80
Ways’, ‘James Brown’ and ‘Everybody Needs a Holiday’, among others, have an
appealing nursery rhyme quality that’s hard to get out of your head once you’ve
heard them. Reflecting the mash-up ethic of rave culture, the samples were more
diverse than ever, including Laurel and Hardy, Laurence Olivier, The Who and
Bernard Cribbins’ ‘Right Said Fred’.
BAD remained brilliant live. Their
gig at the Town and Country Cub (still going as the Forum, happily) ended with
a stage invasion and all the equipment disappearing from the stage. I can’t
remember now if it was Mick or Don, but one of them came out and said, “Look,
we’d like to do an encore, but can we have the gear back please?” Drums,
guitars and amps duly bobbed over the sea of heads back to the stage until only
Mick’s microphone was missing. The call immediately went up – “Where’s the mic?
Where’s the mic?” – until the required item returned to its owner, ambling from
shoulder to shoulder for all the world as if it was out for an afternoon
stroll.
That was it for me really. For
some reason the original line up split and the reconstituted BAD II recorded Kool-Aid
(1990), which I’ve still never heard. Call me fickle, but my interest had switched
to the Happy Mondays who, with their pounding dance beats and rock riffs, inherited
the dance floors BAD had loosened up. The Mondays even sampled Performance on
‘Mad Cyril’.
I never thought I’d see a BAD
reunion as, up until it happened, members of The Clash didn’t do nostalgia. Just
getting to see BAD play live again in 2011 was an event, as for some reason the
whole Underground network decided to go on strike that day; maybe Mick was
testing our resolve. He’s a man to age gracefully, now sporting a fine line in
bespoke suits, while Don looked as if he’d been defrosted direct from 1985; the
rest of the band didn’t stop smiling. Tight but loose, they played everything I
wanted to hear and encored with a triumphant ‘Rush’, easily the best of the BAD
II recordings. Job done.
Mick remains inspirational. His
touring archive, showing just how much of a pop culture magpie he is, was a
great idea. On New Year’s Eve a couple of years ago at a Dreadzone gig in
Notting Hill – his manor – he came on and sent everyone wild by playing ‘Should
I Stay or Should I Go?’, and followed that up with ‘You’ve Got to Pick a Pocket
or Two.’ Of course.
Four years ago, an expanded and
remastered This is Big Audio Dynamite appeared to coincide with the
reunion, but there’s been nothing since.
So, fellers – how about legacy
releases of the other albums?
Recommended Listening
This is Big Audio Dynamite (1985)
No. 10 Upping Street (1986)
Tighten Up Vol. 88 (1988)
Megatop Phoenix (1989)
The Globe (1991)
This is Big Audio Dynamite (1985)
No. 10 Upping Street (1986)
Tighten Up Vol. 88 (1988)
Megatop Phoenix (1989)
The Globe (1991)
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