If I could listen to one last tune:

Weekender - Sunday Sessions
2001 - Toko Records

 

Toko Records holds a very special place in untitledmusic history. I owe a massive thanks to Alec Greenhough, who along with Paul Ingall established Toko Records way back in 1994. Whilst Alec did his rounds with Global Distribution he used to distribute bundles of copies of the then printed, untitledmusic fanzine - and so a friendship was born.

 

The label was the home of people like Attaboy (aka Alec and Si Brad), Mettle Music (who later went on to establish his own label, Klarky Kat, Violet Trax, Pat Barry, Rubato and of course Weekender.

 

Released in 2001 as Toko's 24th release the four track single was everything you'd come to expect of Alex Moran and Simon Bradshaw (Si Brad). Moran had been a favourite of mine on Glasgow Underground (what a label!) and Si, well was fast becoming Mr Deep House, recording under Attaboy, Cine City, House of 909, Salt City Orchestra, Paper Music, Rubato, Wastepaper, Departure Lounge and Weekender. Si's catalogue covers almost all the labels I used to hoard; Paperecordings, Pagan, Alola, Urban Torque, Tribal and more.

 

Sunday Session was the tune myself and UM cohort Phil Carr played every weekend at our Sunday Republic gigs and so the love for the tune has remained - reminding me of the days when deep house was so new very few people we're into it and they nodded in sync as we educated them in the finest deep house the UK had to offer.

 

Some time later I picked up a white label of the release which had the vocal version with Zoe Johnston on it. The Nottinghamshire singer-songwriter, perhaps more famous for her work with Neon Heights adds a wonderful edge to the tune!

 

When I upped sticks and move to the other side of the world I'm pleased to say both copies of this came with me and still sound as soothingly classy today as they did back then in Bar Cuba!

 

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Lamb - Gabriel :: If you could listen to one last tune
2001 - Mercury Records

 

Way back in 2010 when UM lived only on eBlogger I started a series of post about my favourite tracks ever. The tunes that marked out the sound track to my journey - each one a moment in time that hearing these sounds will forever transport me back to. It all started here…

 

If you could only listen to one last tune what would it be?

 

My stock answer is, "Oh there's so many I couldn't possibly choose!". And in part that's true, but like all of us there's tunes that tie me to a time and a place - a great night out, that moment I needing lifting up or just wanted to get lost in the moment. And every time I hear them I'm back there in a moment.

 

Back in 2001 I was in Ibiza for my second time, I knew the ropes a little, the music had caught my imagination and I spent many a lazy early evening chilling down by Cafe Del Mar listening to the legendary Jose Padilla bring the sun down with a scary precision. Next door one way Phil Mison was doing the business and down at Mambo Pete Tong was working his groove (more than likely) - for me it was the pinnacle of perfection, beer in hand soaking it all up.

 

Amongst the hedonistic nights that were on the brink of being more about packaged tourism than the spirit of the music and the cerveza soak lads on tour it's still like hearing this tune for the very first time that sends shivers up my spine, turns the heat of San Antonio's setting sun onto my face and bring back the magical moments.

 

Lou Rhodes, then part of Lamb, is without doubt one of those rare voices that the mass marketing music makers seek out these days and promote to death. But the Manchester duo (Lou and Andy Barlow) made it big with this tune and later Gorecki then faded like the Ibiza sunset. Despite a reunion at the Big Chill Festival in 2009 and some seven tour dates that followed.

 

At this point I need to butt back into the 2010 post to say it seems Lamb have since returned with 3 albums since writing this in the September of 2010 - they returned in 2011 with an album titled ‘5’, then again in 2014 with ‘Backspace Unwind’ and this year, 2019, with ‘The Secret of Letting Go’ - and on brief listening it’s an ethereal collection of tunes brimming with Lou’s stunning angelic voice and drifting moods.

 

But, for me, it does matter, when this tune drifts across the room it has me hypnotised for the duration.

 

 

 

Lamb - Gabriel :: If you could listen to one last tune
2001 - Mercury Records

 

Way back in 2010 when UM lived only on eBlogger I started a series of post about my favourite tracks ever. The tunes that marked out the sound track to my journey - each one a moment in time that hearing these sounds will forever transport me back to. It all started here…

 

If you could only listen to one last tune what would it be?

 

My stock answer is, "Oh there's so many I couldn't possibly choose!". And in part that's true, but like all of us there's tunes that tie me to a time and a place - a great night out, that moment I needing lifting up or just wanted to get lost in the moment. And every time I hear them I'm back there in a moment.

 

Back in 2001 I was in Ibiza for my second time, I knew the ropes a little, the music had caught my imagination and I spent many a lazy early evening chilling down by Cafe Del Mar listening to the legendary Jose Padilla bring the sun down with a scary precision. Next door one way Phil Mison was doing the business and down at Mambo Pete Tong was working his groove (more than likely) - for me it was the pinnacle of perfection, beer in hand soaking it all up.

 

Amongst the hedonistic nights that were on the brink of being more about packaged tourism than the spirit of the music and the cerveza soak lads on tour it's still like hearing this tune for the very first time that sends shivers up my spine, turns the heat of San Antonio's setting sun onto my face and bring back the magical moments.

 

Lou Rhodes, then part of Lamb, is without doubt one of those rare voices that the mass marketing music makers seek out these days and promote to death. But the Manchester duo (Lou and Andy Barlow) made it big with this tune and later Gorecki then faded like the Ibiza sunset. Despite a reunion at the Big Chill Festival in 2009 and some seven tour dates that followed.

 

At this point I need to butt back into the 2010 post to say it seems Lamb have since returned with 3 albums since writing this in the September of 2010 - they returned in 2011 with an album titled ‘5’, then again in 2014 with ‘Backspace Unwind’ and this year, 2019, with ‘The Secret of Letting Go’ - and on brief listening it’s an ethereal collection of tunes brimming with Lou’s stunning angelic voice and drifting moods.

 

But, for me, it does matter, when this tune drifts across the room it has me hypnotised for the duration.

 

 

 

Lamb - Gabriel :: If you could listen to one last tune
2001 - Mercury Records

 

Way back in 2010 when UM lived only on eBlogger I started a series of post about my favourite tracks ever. The tunes that marked out the sound track to my journey - each one a moment in time that hearing these sounds will forever transport me back to. It all started here…

 

If you could only listen to one last tune what would it be?

 

My stock answer is, "Oh there's so many I couldn't possibly choose!". And in part that's true, but like all of us there's tunes that tie me to a time and a place - a great night out, that moment I needing lifting up or just wanted to get lost in the moment. And every time I hear them I'm back there in a moment.

 

Back in 2001 I was in Ibiza for my second time, I knew the ropes a little, the music had caught my imagination and I spent many a lazy early evening chilling down by Cafe Del Mar listening to the legendary Jose Padilla bring the sun down with a scary precision. Next door one way Phil Mison was doing the business and down at Mambo Pete Tong was working his groove (more than likely) - for me it was the pinnacle of perfection, beer in hand soaking it all up.

 

Amongst the hedonistic nights that were on the brink of being more about packaged tourism than the spirit of the music and the cerveza soak lads on tour it's still like hearing this tune for the very first time that sends shivers up my spine, turns the heat of San Antonio's setting sun onto my face and bring back the magical moments.

 

Lou Rhodes, then part of Lamb, is without doubt one of those rare voices that the mass marketing music makers seek out these days and promote to death. But the Manchester duo (Lou and Andy Barlow) made it big with this tune and later Gorecki then faded like the Ibiza sunset. Despite a reunion at the Big Chill Festival in 2009 and some seven tour dates that followed.

 

At this point I need to butt back into the 2010 post to say it seems Lamb have since returned with 3 albums since writing this in the September of 2010 - they returned in 2011 with an album titled ‘5’, then again in 2014 with ‘Backspace Unwind’ and this year, 2019, with ‘The Secret of Letting Go’ - and on brief listening it’s an ethereal collection of tunes brimming with Lou’s stunning angelic voice and drifting moods.

 

But, for me, it does matter, when this tune drifts across the room it has me hypnotised for the duration.

 

 

Lamb - Gabriel :: If you could listen to one last tune
2001 - Mercury Records

 

Way back in 2010 when UM lived only on eBlogger I started a series of post about my favourite tracks ever. The tunes that marked out the sound track to my journey - each one a moment in time that hearing these sounds will forever transport me back to. It all started here…

 

If you could only listen to one last tune what would it be?

 

My stock answer is, "Oh there's so many I couldn't possibly choose!". And in part that's true, but like all of us there's tunes that tie me to a time and a place - a great night out, that moment I needing lifting up or just wanted to get lost in the moment. And every time I hear them I'm back there in a moment.

 

Back in 2001 I was in Ibiza for my second time, I knew the ropes a little, the music had caught my imagination and I spent many a lazy early evening chilling down by Cafe Del Mar listening to the legendary Jose Padilla bring the sun down with a scary precision. Next door one way Phil Mison was doing the business and down at Mambo Pete Tong was working his groove (more than likely) - for me it was the pinnacle of perfection, beer in hand soaking it all up.

 

Amongst the hedonistic nights that were on the brink of being more about packaged tourism than the spirit of the music and the cerveza soak lads on tour it's still like hearing this tune for the very first time that sends shivers up my spine, turns the heat of San Antonio's setting sun onto my face and bring back the magical moments.

 

Lou Rhodes, then part of Lamb, is without doubt one of those rare voices that the mass marketing music makers seek out these days and promote to death. But the Manchester duo (Lou and Andy Barlow) made it big with this tune and later Gorecki then faded like the Ibiza sunset. Despite a reunion at the Big Chill Festival in 2009 and some seven tour dates that followed.

 

At this point I need to butt back into the 2010 post to say it seems Lamb have since returned with 3 albums since writing this in the September of 2010 - they returned in 2011 with an album titled ‘5’, then again in 2014 with ‘Backspace Unwind’ and this year, 2019, with ‘The Secret of Letting Go’ - and on brief listening it’s an ethereal collection of tunes brimming with Lou’s stunning angelic voice and drifting moods.

 

But, for me, it does matter, when this tune drifts across the room it has me hypnotised for the duration.