Where Angels Fear
3 min readAug 3, 2020

Unkool In A Kaftan

Snoopy, Woodstock, Sergeant Pepper’s Yellow Submarine, sure, whatever, daddio …

B.A. Robertson — Kool In The Kaftan

Yeah, so, twenty years later, we were, perhaps, a trifle naive when we thought ourselves rebellious, when we had out own ‘Summer of Love’, but we had

… better drugs, better fashion sense and (above all) better music.

The Beloved — Hello (Godfrey’s Tonic)
Hithouse — Jack To The Sound Of The Underground (Acid Mix)
Sven Väth — Ritual Of Life (The Tribal Acid Mix)
Aphext Twin — Digeridoo
Prodigy — Break & Enter
The Shamen — Ebeneezer Goode (Meat Beat Manifesto Vocal Mix)
The KLF — (America) What Time Is Love
Eat Static — Abduction
The Orb — Little Fluffy Clouds
The Future Sound Of London — Papua New Guinea
Orbital — Impact (The Earth Is Burning)
Underworld — Cowgirl

Naturally, the above are the obvious ones … the hits everyone is familiar with … and (with the exception of Orbital and the Aphex Twin) nothing I’d listen to today, let alone play out ¹, but they’re none the worse for that .

And a spot of nostalgia every thirty years isn’t overly self-indulgent, I don’t think 😀


¹ It’s nowhere near filthy, sleazy or aggressive enough for my tastes these days ².

² Ten years later I was into was this …

Chris C — Freefall (Yoji Biomehanika Remix)
Captain Tinrib — Blue Oyster (Lab 4 Remix)

Ten years after that, this …

Zirkin — Disordered Structure
Dark Nebula — No More Technology

I’m sure you can see the progression and hazard a guess where I’m at today — ̶C̶h̶a̶r̶l̶i̶e̶ ̶D̶o̶n̶’̶t̶ ̶S̶u̶r̶f̶ WAF Don’t Bounce ³ 😉

³ For the inbred Zone 3 dwelling Morlocks amongst you: that doesn’t mean what you think it does — here in the First World we speak English, not some bastard creole barely one remove from a pidgin (we can express more concepts than ‘cowboy’, ‘doughnut’ and ‘homophobia’), and it literally means to bounce around .

⁴ As on the dancefloor, for instance …

Weirdo — Got 2B Funky
Weirdo — Rock The House

⁵ Definitely better than moany Jitchel (you know, Scott Joplin’s granddaughter or someone) or whichever other caterwaulers Gutbloom and Quasimodo were obliged to put up with — how they could tell the difference between Joplin’s wailing and that of that band named after the Wright brothers’ olde worlde hot-air balloon (Lead Hindenburg or something) beats me (it must’ve been awful ).

⁶ I’m not surprised so many of them joined the army, so they could get away to Viet Nam!

Where Angels Fear
Where Angels Fear

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There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.

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