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The best way to remove a scratch/click/jump is obviously to first isolate where the offending dig is, then use your thumb nail, but work back along the groove, against the direction the vinyl spins on your deck. The damage to the vinyl normally, due to differing directions both the vinyl and the stylus take, leaves any offending damaged vinyl standing out right to left Sounds dangerous maybe, but it works, just be careful.

I remember it being played for Mike Walker and I heard those lyrics in context for the first time - poignant and beautiful. May I also add the old BB standard, it's quickie: "Shoes...you keep on walking on back, back to her?"

I could just write the whole lyrics out for Bits 'n Pieces - 'Keep On Running Away', but the opening line sets the scene for the tale well enough... "OOOH I've tried so hard now Baby, To get you to see things like me.." Simply heartbreaking.

The ethics of the record shop and the steely backbone that they gave to many a scene have sadly gone, don't lament it, there's no helping to be done anymore. As they said "Punks dead (but we're still dying)!"...no, it's definately dead and so are record shops. Nowadays, musically, It's just a free for all, winner takes all...! That particular technology based outcome - the death of the record shop that is - has brought about a musically direction free society for me - seeds were sown there, ideas were bounced about, opinions were swapped with people who cared enough and weren't scared enough to go through the initiation process - those who know what I'm talking about will know. Shame. But there's always the message boards ay!?

Thanks for stating the blatantly obvious Spacehopper - and not just taking the 'who the feck does he think he is' line cos I speak my mind - you're so transparent folks. Be real - don't just poke and look for other pokers (sheep).

Music today is like socks Ian. Any owd grey shit will do. It's a crying shame that the old Record Shop has gone, the last bastion of the true at heart, give a shit music bod. The meek eventually inherited the earth and banged the stake into the record shop from bedrooms across the land. RIP (...but we're still dying)

Hi Kev, Have you spent any time as a DJ?

I've got one too Steve - WHOOOOO!

...but are there enough Soul Cattle still out there, to keep respectable wages down?

When mention of Stafford is made, let us not forget that it was also, with the aid of the forward thinking jocks, (the left over shrapnel that was) the hardcore of Northern Soul Boys & Girls, the believers and the dancers that truly kept the faith through those, supposed, tough sparse years. Those, then, kids didn't see themselves as keeping the torch burning, they were there as they are now, simply for the love. It wasn't hard, it was instinct.

It's a Peter Kay dream mate.

Is there room for 'playing it safe' these days? The statement comes up frequently - and if people do, how, that is if they aren't keeping feet on floors, do 'these people' get bookings. Is it not just again, opinion?

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Before I post this, which was a response a few weeks back to a post on a mainly House orientated site (so it probably won't translate as correctly in the context on this particular site - but on the back of that I do believe the essence of the post holds true.) I did manage and own a record shop for the best part of twenty years, that, as it happens went under due to technological progression (Hey, that's life, I've no problem with that, Life Goes On) but it may help qualify my following churlish statement: The reason record shops, in the majority, have gone is due to the fact that 85% of your business came through 100% of the people who didn't really give a shit about the ethics of music, it's structure and how people eventually got paid down the line. (I've not read the whole thread, as I'm struggling , so if my post is partly or wholly irrelevant, please feel free to point it out....I'll read it now) You produced a track - you paid the studio/engineer - you had it pressed, you paid the plant - you sold it on to a distributor, they paid you - the distributor sold it to a record shop, they paid the distributor - the record shop sold it to a customer, they paid the record shop. In short - EVERYBODY GOT PAID - not so now.

Those lovely little niche moments that endear your addled mind. I've recounted it before but I remember heading out for a Wigan Oldies on a Friday - Wigan baths following etc etc - then following through for the Saturday night do - having an envelope full of certain oblong shaped chalk like vessels, of which disappeared rather quickly - last memory was it being announced that 'M's' was openbing in five minutes. The next memory I have is of being on a train to Colwyn Bay, snapshot: Next thing I remember is.... I woke up on a couch, covered in a damp shall, trying to extricate something that was on my face...which turned out to be a cat - obviously seeking out the only warm vent in the room - my mouth. I got rid of the cat and sat up. I was in a 6am darkened, curtains drawn front room. I was aware of conversation going on - my mind honed it to the left of where I was esconsced. I looked left and there were six people in the bay window of the terraced house I happened to be in....playing 'The Game Of Life' (?). I knew none of them. As I awoke, they heard me rise....looked at me....uninterested...and carried on shaking the dice and moving their game pieces. It was Tuesday and I was in Lincoln. (As a footnote I still have no idea how I got there and honestly cannot recollect how I got home....which was a bit of a b*stard as I was due at work on the Monday) Anymore? [Loved the Sidras Theme/M's moment someone posted elswhere earlier btw)

Edwyn Collins out Winehoused 'Winehouse' by ten years - a great production.

I know Pete and worked for him for 8 years but I must tell you that he he gets trolleyed out on TV shows regarding Northern and Motown every time... He knows FA. And I know he won't mind me saying that.

I think a book that encompassed the NS scene wholly would be a better read - stick to one venue and you get a personal view, nice but not a viable commercial venture for any publishing house. I'm not knocking the formulative years of the NS scene and the UK clubs responsible for bringing this music to its commercial height, that is, the real ground breakers and the true hub of this scene, you know the venues I'll not bore you. But when I read these posts it seems that majoritively the venues quoted are from Wigan onward - I may be open to selective reading as we all are on this kind of personal matter- as they are the venues that people attended who are still 'message board active' and able to recount on. I can't see a whole book being written about Stafford or the Clifton Hall, Oddfellows, Buzzard etc being absorbing to for enough people to purchase, outside but a few (I'd buy one, but I'm one of maybe just a few, commercially). But, on the flp of that, I see a publication that could possibly encompass the Nighter scene from the late 70's to now, giving playlists, personal accounts and a general musical feel of that particular event, a Winner. Not only for the NS Scene but if only from a Social History point of view.

Yes I can...cos they weren't 'Longy'(?).

Awww Ta Dave.

The lad from Pisa, who posts on here, and myself spoke about it before - a very obvious choice, seeing as I'm from Warrington, but well done for being so slow on the uptake. They don't want to know mate, I made the call a month back. Anyway we require two rooms, I'm sure the sixties lads don't want to hear some of the sh*t that I intend to play in the 'little room'. Question answered 'Longy?'. PM me as I have no idea who you are.

PS You'll never win. Cos I am right! And I mean that (Sorry it should have read... 'KNOW THAT!)

I never left the NS scene Longy, just stopped attending venues that played NS due to the ridiculous politics that surround the scene, your lot just didn't appeal to me any more. I never stopped buying it - which is the true measure of a person who truly loves a form of music. I don't need to play up to some self important hierachy - you know why? Cos I love Northern - and I don't need somebody two steps up, on the Social Climbing Scale that is ( ) to tell me that I do. Chrissie didn't read my initial, and very obvious question correctly (she did really, but the age took over. She shamelessly took the whole thread down a completely different, irrellevant, egotistical and ultimatley pointless route (read the thread). You obviously can't read either 'Longy'? (there's courses for that, see Citizens Advice), stop point scoring mate. BTW - who are you?- cos I don't know - it appears in your mind we have some form of self constructed history. This may be my final allowed post on here as the Moderators have informed me that, amongst other ridiculous charges, that I have 'slagged other peoples views off'. I think that the people that have read my recent posts will know better. feel free to find me on... www.onhubertstreet.co.uk/mb I'm a belting lad (but not when it comes to idiots) Yours (with a lovely Santa hat on), Baz x Dead Man Walking

Chrissie, stop splitting hairs and leave it ay? You know where I stand on this, don't you? And, even with me contact lenses, I can't see you. G'night love. x

A great set of replies to a very valid and thought provoking post. Well in.