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venerdì 21 febbraio 2020

MITTAGEISEN (“Whatever happened to the heroes” of Milano?)


MITTAGEISEN
(“Whatever happened to the heroes” of Milano?)


Una doppia premessa: la storia è una sola, nei fatti, i punti di vista anche personali sono più.
Inoltre, il pubblico non è mai lo stesso: chi avesse letto già alcuni miei scritti potrebbe trovare delle ripetizioni, ma anche certi libri si rileggono.

Come arrivarono a formarsi i Mittageisen non è affar mio. Il loro nome e qualche contatto con loro un po’ mi riguardano.

Tutti gli artisti nati in Italia “perché c’è stato il punk” erano “di X” o “di Y”, tranne quelli della mia città che si sono ritrovati a vivere in una dimensione urbana (senza la città non ci sarebbe stato nulla, lo diceva anche Rosso Veleno) in cui i settimanali musicali si compravano alla Stazione Centrale quando non si era all’estero a respirare altre città.
Tale caratteristica ha immunizzato fin troppo i Milanesi, i quali hanno voluto fare sempre tutto da soli e, spesso, solo per sé stessi e qualche amico, come accadde con il singolo dei Mittageisen.
Del resto, se non c’era futuro, cosa si doveva “testimoniare” (parola cara agli hippy nostrani) con dei “documenti sonori”? Nulla. Oggi è un po’ diverso (senza scomodare il monologo di Roy Batty in Blade Runner).

I Mittageisen dunque si riuniscono intorno a persone che fra il 1976 e il 1977 hanno assaporato il punk, magari prima su carta e poi su dischi.
A memoria, prima conobbi P. T. Damper, poi Captain Vicious e poi Sexy Sadist. In particolare, il primo fu il mio trampolino in quella ristrettissima cerchia milanese che, appunto, aveva in casa e ascoltava il punk: inizio di settembre 1977 (grazie al mio miglior amico dell’epoca). A distanza di un paio di settimane incrociai il secondo, a un concerto dei Trancefusion. E poi il terzo, forse tramite il primo.
Ma allora si chiamavano Paolo, Antonio (che poi divenne “Tonito”) e Marco.
Scuole medie superiori e musica (e fumetti io e Antonio, ma lo scoprii dopo). Incontri casuali e non nei negozi di dischi.
Dopo l’estate del 1978, siamo tutti ormai piuttosto ben orientati, diciamo così, io avevo visto Siouxsie and the Banshees ad Edimburgo il 18 agosto (ne ho scritto altrove).
Poi ci furono i concerti allo X-Cine di Adam and the Anz che indussero a “mettere su” dei gruppi, fra cui i Borstal Dampers.
La svolta musicale definitiva in termini stilistici, considerati gli esordi su sette pollici di Public Image Limited e Banshees (concedetemi di abbreviare) come non decisivi, furono gli album di debutto di queste formazioni inglesi, perché John Peel fra l’altro ospitò il gruppo di John Lydon solo una volta e nel 1979 (mentre Sioux, Severin, McKay e Morris proprio attraverso la BBC avevano già registrato una versione di “Metal Postcard”).

The Scream (pubblicato nel novembre 1978) ebbe evidentemente un impatto molto forte, se regalò il sottotitolo in lingua tedesca della cartolina metallica (“deperamente” parlando) come nome di battesimo della band milanese.
“Metal Postcard (Mittageisen”) è la seconda canzone sul lato b dell’album mentre la versione di John Peel si trova fra l’altro in una antologia radiofonica ad hoc della compagine bansheeiana (Voices On The Air) e nel secondo CD della versione expanded dell’album in questione.
I più diligenti scoprirono che la canzone faceva riferimento a John Heartfield; l’anno dopo uscì come singolo una sua versione cantata in lingua tedesca.

L’impatto fu evidentemente sufficiente per far sì che i Mittageisen assumessero quel nome dopo essersi esibiti come Borstal Dampers in quella sfortunata occasione milanese che fu il “Sabatok Folle” il 9 dicembre 1978 (ma Captain Vicious non era ancora nella formazione).

Il dettaglio curioso della foto di copertina del singolo, che tutti credevano arrivasse chissà da dove tranne me: per il semplice motivo che di quel volume che la conteneva mi pare di ricordare fossero arrivate solo due copie, alla libreria delle Messaggerie Musicali in Galleria, a Milano: una la comprai io per le foto di Siouxsie, l’altra Tonito (non so per quale ragione). Quindi DIY per la grafica.

I Mittageisen durarono lo spazio di qualche mese, compreso il giorno del concerto al Liceo Classico Beccaria in una bella mattina di fine inverno (Sid Vicious era morto il precedente 2 febbraio, parve che ce ne fossimo accorti solo io e Tonito …), con un pubblico assolutamente ostile che li costrinse a un set breve.

E il sottotitolo di queste righe? Beh formalmente è tratto dalla canzone “No More Heroes” di The Stranglers, i quali in realtà avevano degli eroi, e siccome in quegli anni siamo stati tutti un po’ eroi, era il caso di dirvi che quasi tutti i Mittageisen sono ancora attivi, in un modo o nell’altro.
A Tonito ho reso onore ampiamente e ripetutamente altrove.


                                                                                                                      Steg



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mercoledì 10 maggio 2017

TASTING VINTAGE URGENCY The Gags, Milano (Italy), punk and beyond, posthumous albums (yet to be published)


TASTING VINTAGE URGENCY

(The Gags, Milano (Italy), punk and beyond,

posthumous albums yet to be published)

 

What follows are the liner notes in their final English version of almost 20 months ago for the anthological album by The Gags, it has not been published yet.

As it unfortunate when some “own creations” lay forgotten, and given the fact that life does not wait ([1]), I took the decision to publish them, with very little variations in square brackets.

When the album will be published it may be that my notes will be used in full, partially or not at all. It will not be the first time something like this happens.

 

 

 

The Gags are (were) a Milanese band, hence an international one.

All the artists born in Italy “because of punk” were “from X” or “from Y”, bar those coming from my city (Milano) who – also due to their lack of geographical parochialism – found themselves living in an urban dimension (without the city there would have not been anything, even Rosso Veleno said that) in which we used to buy the current NME issue at Stazione Centale (the main railway station) or at Victoria Station (some even at Paris Gare de Lyon).

 

Such distinctive feature made the Milaneses even too much immune from others’ bad habits, hence the former ones always wanted to do everything on their own, and, often, only for them and some friends, as it happened with Mittageisen 7” single.

After all, if there was no future, what had to be “witnessed” ( a word dear to national hippies) with some “sound documents”? Nothing.

 

The story of “punk and then” in Milano is, by now, well documented, even with my opinions ([2]), thus these notes are just from a different angle, especially due to the fact, strange but true, this anthology of The Gags shall be in the ears and hands of hypothetical younger brothers and nephews (we are like characters of imagination: our families are unconventional) of those of 1977, I wrote seven not eight ([3]).

No “this song is about” in these notes, I am not a musician, it bothers neither me, nor The Gags that I express myself about the tiny details of the album contents.

 

After years of invisibility and of more no future, a few chapters added to their lives, an elite numerous enough for not knowing each other when meeting in a shop of “records and other” ([4]), in the Autumn of 1995 literally appeared a CD nobody was expecting. The result of the work of the two unexhausted and tireless gagsian souls Glezos ( Anx Army) and Paolo M. ( P. T. Damper) here it is, better voilà, on the shop-shelves, SEXY, IPNOTICO Very Original Punk, the first release by the label “El Passerotto” (cat. n. VSOP 101).

The first eleven of the seventeen songs which constitute the album, discarding chronology, are indeed The Gags’ ones: as always you have to decide: with them or against them. Like it or hate it.

The smell of Anx Army, Lamb (who subsequently left hence AA took the guitar role too), Bite (and Stuart towards the end), Ugg Nist (who steps in for Gear …) repertoire is that of army surplus clothing, black rubber paving underground stations (red and green lines), as well as that of gigs lived (and I mean it) mainly, because of their and our state of mind, in the lands of Albion and, with great effort to get them, MC7 filled with audience mono recordings and further recordings (still mainly one channel only) from John Peel sessions which are listened immerse in Lombardy smog.

 

I don’t know if the so rich booklet to be opened into a poster (there is also a promo version of it which is slightly different; being a tactful person I am not telling you about the press file) of that CD had been able to make those who were not there in those in-between two decades days live that dirty but inebriating (not intoxicating) air under the grey (no sun, no shade) of Italy’s economic capital few skyscrapers.

Certainly it was a liked adventure because – promotional releases aside – more is published including material from “The Toggles” (in Italy most think about “gag” only as a “skit”, don’t ask me why), then in 2004 a monographic release for The Gags: Criss-Cross (1979-1981) (VSOP 108) which in its promo version includes also eight more tracks.

Meanwhile, the “Milanese KIAs” of seventy-seven ([5]) are already in intolerable number. Furthermore, some of those who loved the prized cuvée gave him/herself to a musical teetotalism which is hurtful for its practitioners.

Thus no exact overlapping among those who have in their discothèque, keeping it at correct temperature, the “vintages” ([6]) 101 and 108. “Years” which never disappoint.

 

We now reach, after the new album Who’s Afraid Of Virginia Fetish? In 2008, a true twenty years after. We reach [there was a title – given the uncertainties, I omit it].

This time there is not only a lack of objective coincidences, but more; this new anthology is a completely new album with 15 [or else] of the 18 [or else] songs included completely unreleased in any form and the remaining are alternate versions. Furthermore, any release by “the sparrow” label has always gifted its owners with packagings which are per se beautiful and this time you have to see for yourself.

And again, there will be no total correspondence among those who will listen to this new collection, plus there will be the usual latecomers which will remain with empty hands. 

 

According to a certain reading of the term, a fetishist is a lover of the detail, a collector, a perfectionist …. Well, here we are.

 

The caveau of The Toggles will grant us further surprises: I am almost certain.

For instance, almost all are requesting the official, complete, release, of their sole concert: the legendary show held on the 11th of February 1980 in Milano, at the Teatro dei Chiostri for an, invitations only, “sexpeople rendez-vous”.

 

May I add: why not also (but not only) a book collecting artworks, used and unused, and pictures?

 

What about the title of these notes? Well, I was thinking about it the night I have been kindly commissioned to write them: The Gags continue to keep a healthy urgency, even when one of their songs is tasted for the first time after so many years.

In other words: the urgency can age and still remain intact when you need it to be such.

 

Not forgetting to “be happy mosquitos!”, until the next gagsquad elpee.

 

 

                                                                                                                      Steg

 

 

 

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[1] I wrote a post in 2014 referring to a couple of deaths: you may count how many other artists died since then. The post is: http://steg-speakerscorner.blogspot.com/2014/03/scricchiolano-le-colonne-e-forse-e-ora.html .
[2] I am not selfish, but in my blog - http://steg-speakerscorner.blogspot.com/ - I wrote and told about it with the discipline of a chronicler from my very first post (which has a translation in English, by the way) and gave, in many of my writings, adequate bibliography and discography for starting a search. Just look for by using the label-words “punk” and “Milano”, especially in the footnotes (which abound). Some parts of the posts in Italian have been published on paper too.
[3] In Italy many think punk was born one year after the UK explosion.
[4] Curiously enough, in Milano after “Tape Art” went AWOL a shop by the name “Supporti Fonografici” (that is “phonographic devices”) opened.
[5] I use these English words also in Italian to have readers always remembering if they were or not “there” in that year.
[6] Indeed, the origin of the word is “vin d’age”.