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Friday 4 May 2012

Herein is an instrumental track

He was immortalised by Spitting Image as Steve 'Interesting' Davis in the Eighties – but the six-times world snooker champion is getting himself a new nicknamed as 'Romford Slim' in the nineball world. Oh, and he still doesn’t like eightball much…



Have you been very much in demand this week?
I think everyone is at the moment. Because of the nature of this event, with the pool village and all the players interacting with everything that's going on, there's such a sense of excitement that you don't mind getting involved and being in demand. It seems to me, perhaps because I'm not very involved in it, that the world of nineball pool is very much one big happy family – or becoming that way as everyone seems to be working to the same ideals. The more the merrier seems to be the call.

How did you get started in nineball?
The first time I played nineball was a 'them and us' match with Terry Griffiths and myself playing Mike Siegel and Jim Rempe in Texas. We played them in a large hotel called the Plaza des Americas on an ice-rink. Now they couldn't melt the ice rink down as they had something important on the next day, so they put boards down on the ice rink and we played nineball pool, straight pool and snooker. Terry and myself played in doubles and singles matches against those two, and the outcome was that they beat us in both the pool disciplines, but the end result was that our feet were frozen even though these boards were on the ice rink. The best way to get through it was to sit down in your chair with your feet in the air. Even worse, the spectators had to stand on these boards so their feet got frozen too. That, bizarrely, was my first experience of nineball.

What are the technical demands of moving from snooker to nineball?
I haven't changed my actual technique for the game of nineball pool, although I could understand how your technique for the game of nineball would need to be different if you were playing it from scratch as nineball is more of a stroking game. Snooker is more of a power and punching game so if you were designing a nineball stroke from scratch you could easily look more like a nineball player with a different stance and a more 'feeling' action. The snooker stance is essentially designed for accuracy over distance and I've stuck with my snooker stance, although I know full well that to play nineball properly you have to smoothly stroke the ball and you cannot play the stun and screw game that is the snooker action.

We understand you had a special cue made that combines both elements of a snooker cue and a nineball cue. Can you tell us about that?
I went to John Parris and we discussed what I wanted. Now the right tool for the job in nineball is obviously a nineball cue with an American tapered shaft, which goes from thick to thin to thick to house the larger ferrul and to help with the looped bridge. It also helps to generate power and gives it a lot more whip and life. Now you don't really want much whip and life on a snooker table so the snooker taper just goes from thick to thin, but playing with an open bridge meant that I didn't have to change to a pool taper. So I said to John Parris that it would probably be better if I stayed with an English taper as I didn't want to go with too big a ferrul so we went with a compromise ferrul. I think we ended up with something like an 11mm ferrul, which is thin by nineball standards but I think that Oliver Ortman plays with something of a similar size. I've also got a fibre ferrul instead of a white plastic ferrul. I don't think you can play with a brass ferrul at pool, but I also don't thnk you can use a plastic ferrule for snooker. It's strange how the games differ like that, so I have a compromise cue because I don't play nineball all the time.

How seriously do you actually take nineball?
I devote as much time to it as I think it's worth me devoting to it. I think it would be hard for me, due to the fact that I am 44 years old, to start again from scratch and pay my dues as a pool player. There's no way I'm going to go on the road in America or go to the Philippines and learn my trade. Also, it's coming to me in this country and I'm experiencing top-class competition mainly because it was Matchroom that started to bring it over to this country. So what do I do? Once again it's a compromise and I'm devoting a little bit of time to it and trying my heart out in the tournaments and learning my trade that way. But I'm not paying my dues in the clubs so I'm really getting by on raw talent and my experience of not just snooker, but also English billiards, which is more of a stroking game. I'm living off my wits rather than my reserves of match experience.

How important is Matchroom's involvement in nineball growing in the UK?
If you want exposure and you want an exciting tournament then you need someone with a bit of flair for promoting and Barry Hearn's track record has been very good in many sports he's got involved in. Strangely enough, Barry could have been very instrumental in the snooker world and making that a more attractive proposition to TV around the world than it is now, but our association was so small-minded that it virtually vetoed entrepreneurs coming in as they thought they were feeding off them and decided that they wanted to keep themselves to themselves. Sadly, the end result is that Barry's involvement in snooker is now minimal and, in my opinion as I am biased in this, it's snooker's loss and nineball's gain. Just look at what Barry's doing in darts with the Las Vegas tournament, and nineball's now growing around the world and it's nice to think that the nineball people have got enough common sense, unlike the snooker players, to realise that this guy's doing well for everybody and the game's getting bigger so we should just go with the flow. If this guy's making money then there's a chance we'll all make money so there's a chance we can get bigger and bigger prize money. So let's not cut off our noses to spite our faces as we did in snooker.

Who are your nineball heroes and which components would you like to have from the games of top nineball players? 
Paul Newman and Jackie Gleason were two of my great pool heroes in The Hustler. I obviously don't know a great deal of the history of the older players, so my first introduction was Jim Rempe and Mike Siegel. Now Siegel was a great striker of the ball and he could have adapted to snooker easier than most nineball players as he had more of a snooker style. Of today's players I'm hugely impressed by Efren Reyes. You just know that he knows his way around a table and that he could probably play blindfold. I'm very impressed with Corey Deuel, too, and I think he will be just as knowledgeable as Efren as time goes on. In fact you could make a case for it not really mattering if Corey's knowledge is just a bit less than Efren as it doesn't matter if it's only a slight amount. Johnny Archer is also very knowledgeable. I like Earl Strickland's way of getting on with the shots when they're obvious. There are a lot of players who seem to take a massive amount of time over the obvious and it's not really the snooker way as you like to get on with it and get into a rhythm. So I like Earl for that reason and it’s a similar case with Oliver Ortman.

Who of the English guys have impressed you?
None. Not on a world stage. And this is nothing against any of them and I'm not trying to be controversial, but I'm just calling it as I see it. As yet there is not a talented cueist who hasn't come from snooker first as that's where the money is in England. But if nineball gets bigger and a new generation of kids start to get attracted to just playing nineball first, then you may get some genuinely talented cueists coming straight into nineball. But as it is we still have players that have gone to nineball after they've tried snooker. Unfortunately, you therefore got a second level of cueists. If you look at the Philippinos or the Americans then the only game they know is nineball so they have their first crop of cueists. Now that may sound cruel and I'm not saying that Steve Knight and Tommy Donlan are not great players because they are, but they're just not that great.

Do you think it's because we don't have a real nineball pool of talent yet?
Yes. Look at someone like Lee Tucker. Now he's a 100-break man at snooker which means he can definitely hold a cue, but he's not among the best cueists in the country because the professional snooker players are. Now I see Mark Williams and Tony Drago playing this game and adapting very well in a short space of time and I think they could be the best nineball players in the UK if they put their mind to it. I also don't claim that I'm one of the best nineball players in the country and I think Steve Knight's doing a great job, but as yet he's not made his mark on the world stage. I know it's hard to that but I do think that Steve and some of the other boys may be the sacrificial crop of players that the next generation feed from and get inspired by.

Were you surprised that Chris Melling didn't qualify?
It's a bit tough on him not to get an automatic place, but then again if he played on all the UK Nineball Tour events he'd probably have got enough points to qualify automatically. But he's also mixing and matching and playing a bit of snooker, and a bit of nineball and a bit of eightball pool – and I have no sympathy for anyone who plays eightball pool in the UK because the game, as far as I'm concerned, is not in the same league as nineball. So if you're trying to play eightball and nineball then you might as well give up because if you're using a smaller white at eightball you'll never beat these blokes at nineball.

Who's your tip to win the event?
Johnny Archer's impressed me. Things always go in cycles and I just fancy an American to win it this year. There are also other factors that make people win events. Last year Mika was over with his girlfriend and he was in the happy zone, and this year Johnny's over with his fiance and he's getting married soon. Fabio Petroni's also just come through a bad car crash and so nineball may not be his number-one priority at the moment so he may be more relaxed mentally. But Johhny Archer for me is the world champion we haven't really seen perform at this event yet, but then again you're backing against so many other great players that to pick one is a bit unfair really.

What do you put the huge 2001 Mosconi Cup defeat down to?
I think there is still a genuine divide between Europe and the USA about strength in depth. I still don't think Europe knows its best team and there would be no guarantee that I would be in the best European team or that Steve Knight would be in it, too. But there is a compromise about it being held here so two English players are in the team and Jimmy White was in it before. I still think the main divide is that we are still a way behind the USA, the Philippines and Chinese Taipei with the talent pool we have to pull from. Having said that, events like this are making the world a smaller place and with lots of different countries tuning in the chances are that the next generation will know how to play the game a bit better and decide to play it instead of other cue sports.

You made some very disparaging comments about UK eightball during the World Snooker Championships in April. Do you still stand by those?
Yes. I think it's totally Mickey Mouse as a sport. It's great as a pastime but Mickey Mouse as a sport. I think that anyone who plays eightball can have a great time, but I think you cannot call a game with a whiteball smaller than the other balls a sport. It's nowhere near the same scientific level of skill and to also have a ball where the dynamics don't react properly doesn't make sense when all other cue sports use the same size white. The only reason the white's smaller is so it can run through the table mechanism so you don't have to pay to get it back – and then you're playing with it in your main tournaments! I would give the game more credit if you used the same size whiteball.

But don't you think it’s a bit like switching from nineball to snooker where you have to learn different mechanics and a different technique? Surely the smaller white is just a different technique to learn.
I still wouldn't like eightball if it was played on snooker-style tables and the white was the same size, but I wouldn't call it Mickey Mouse. My Mickey Mouse quote was to do with the size of the whiteball and if the governing body decided that you were going to use the same size white in TV events then I wouldn't call it Mickey Mouse. Now if you're promoting eightball then you have a dilemma because the rest of the world plays nineball and we're at odds with the rest of the world. So it's in everybody's interests to go with the flow. Now eightball will always exist because it's in the pubs in the UK and it's also in the pubs in America. But if you want to look at a cueball sport that could go to the Olympics then there's only one game that has a chance of making it and it's going to be nineball. You could just change your site to uk9ball.com. I mean, you must surely get some players who have played eightball but now have gone to nineball.

We have seen some of that, but eightball has always had a huge bedrock of grassroots support. There are also some two million players in the UK and it's one of the biggest participation sports in the UK?
I know that, but all I'm saying is that I don't view eightball as a sport when one ball is smaller than the others. When you change your competitive play to the same size ball, then I'll stop calling it Mickey Mouse as a sport. And that's all. It's not the game itself as eightball is a good game, but not a sport. It just makes me laugh when you play the white ball with stun and it whizzes round the table. I don't mind playing it for a laugh in the pub but not as a sport.

What advice would you give to anyone who wants to get better at nineball?
For a start I'd tell them not to play eightball because you can make some decent money at nineball, but I don't think you can make much as eightball. I'd also suggest that you throw yourself in at the deep end and warn them that they may have to pay to play and learn I'd also tell them to watch the World Nineball Championships because if you are serious about your game then here are the best players in the world giving away their secrets on TV - and young players anywhere around the world can soak up that information like a sponge. So you watch Efren Reyes and Francisco Bustamente and pick up all their good points.

Wednesday 2 May 2012

Shipbuilding


Dear Sir,
I am Dhao Mansour, the managing director of Al Aman Bank, Dat El Imad Complex 9
Tower – Ground Floor, Tripoli, Libya and a financial adviser to Goldman Sachs.
I am contacting you in the hope of reaching a mutual agreement regarding a sum totaling US$104,200,300 USD.
The funds belong to the Late Colonel Muhammad Abu Minyar al-Gaddafi.
He was killed On the 20 October, 2011 by the National Transitional Council (NTC)
fighters.Having failed to relinquish power for a peaceful transition to democracy or surrender to NATO. The NTC is determined on confiscating all funds traceable to the late ruler but the aforementioned sum is 100% safe with the company.
It was secretly deposited and has been moved to another finance company’s security
vault.I have all the legal documents backing up the funds for claim.
One thing is certain, this project is 100% risk free.
All you need do is open communication with the security firm to claim the funds as a representative of Al Aman Bank. You will be armed with a power of attorney which will be prepared by a renowned attorney and deposed in a competent court of Jurisdiction.
For added security you reach me on with details of interest for further modalities for retrieving the funds.
Sincerely
Dhao Mansour


Tuesday 27 March 2012

Tuesday 13 March 2012

An over-egged pudding

I had some thoughts on the meaning of life running round my head but, when I came to put them down on page, couldn't get them properly arranged to make any sort of sense. So, unless I get in touch with words and deeds any time soon, you'll have to do without that one.

We've got a couple of gigs coming up soon. Trof (Fallowfield) next Thursday (supporting Laurel Collective) followed by an appearance at the Lazy Genius night in its new Bumper home back in Liverpool the Monday immediately after. Try see us if you're local to either. Click this to go to our facebook page where you can make friends with us and get more regular, relevant and concise updates on our movements. Lord knows its tough to separate the wheat from the chaff on this blog. 

The song below is one of the saddest I know. It's no passive listening experience. Can you imagine? He wants an answer. Unfortunately, nothing seems to have changed.

Wednesday 7 March 2012

We Owe The Dead Nothing

Though Sunday sessions can be a little more sporadic in terms of occurrence and attendance, Wednesday band practices are what we do best. Since the winter took hold, we've spent much of our practice time (aka musical love making) under cover; rehearsing hard and investing efforts in developing a few tunes.

Spring is here, though, and like the badgers and the bears we'll be rubbing our eyes and rousing ourselves to make a few more public outings than we have been doing recently. With only two live shows in Liverpool this year, we're all looking forward to an away day to showcase some of this new music at Fallowfield's (Manc.) Trof on the 22nd of this month, providing support for Laurel Collective.

I've never listened to them, but I'll be doing my research ahead of the night - which means a night of youtube which means a night of dancing cats and the rest. If you've never listened to us, you ought to and can do, so do do.



Sunday 12 February 2012

On The Sausage

The smell of bacon cooking downstairs can announce itself, through aroma, to the rest of the house with little effort. Whether the rashers have been introduced to smoke is instantly apparent and you can taste the salt in your nostrils. Retired vegetarians regularly pick out that smell as the siren that swayed them from their course, such is its allure. But I follow trends set by the Co-op's pricing policy, and as such my chosen breakfast meat at this moment is the classic Cumberland. With a little research I could discover whether such a sausage has the same regional classification requirements afforded to the likes of Cornish Pasties and Parmesan by our friends in Europe. As it stands I've not done that research so I don't know, yet, on the back of a few dubious experiences, I suspect that it hasn't yet won such status. Perhaps doing so would only push a lot of the production 'underground', and we'd see a proliferation of back alley butchers peddling jarg bangers. Just a thought.

To recap on recent months (which have seen a reduction in output on this vehicle, a trend I intend to try and reverse): there have been a couple of live music performances that have been well attended and well received, which is encouraging. As is the progress that has been made on a couple of ditties that have been rattling round in various heads for a while now: new music excites. So should you be able to catch us at one of our forthcoming gigs - which you should make time in your calendar for - keep your ears peeled for new stuff. 

I believe that's everything, because I'm not in the RIP business.

Wednesday 8 February 2012

You just grow up

Forthcoming Ryan's

First of all, apologies for the recent radio silence.  Facing a passive eviction in the coming weeks, we've been making use of our not-far-from-this-earth luxury band room.  It has been a welcome return to some hard musical graft, with the welcome return of one new song.  Currently called 'Cuff', a name forced upon me by a dead Steve Jobs via his landmark music software, the tune's a seven-odd minute journey from clattering no-bullshit pianos through unlikely chorus hooks, arriving at a groove-based organ outro...yeah.  We aired it at Waxxx the other weekend to a crowd that afforded us some of the kindest words.



March 22nd - Trof Fallowfields, Manchester w/Laurel Collective
April 4th - Lazy Genius, Liverpool.

pease x

Thursday 26 January 2012

Tuesday 3 January 2012

HNY

All the best, etc.

When you've been a naughty boy you're to expect reprimand. Trying to fib your way round it, if not to get off scot free then to try and diminish your culpability in the eyes of others, will alot moreoften than not expose your character as cowardly and your face as egg-ridden. Partisan leanings can carry a guilty party only so far, and it's time for our pesky Uruguayan - and any of his remaining defenders in this ugly affair - to accept the judgement (but not until after the City fixture, naturally). There's a bigger discussion in all of this that centres around the more general concept of liberty: not within the confines of society as we know it, you understand; liberty from conscious: the sort we big brained beasties cannot experience on the same level as the other animals we share ('share' being for from the right word to use, but the most widely used in our language) our planet with. To save time, it is possible to refine that whole discussion into a single question: Does your labrador love you? Because I don't think he does, but you might disagree.


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Liverpool live music scene

Tuesday 27 December 2011

Selected Things That I Don't Like

Rudeness
Olives
Town
Being told what to do
Oysters
Mackerel
Cash machines that charge
Billy Butler
Lights on my bike
Selfishness
Closed shops
Most music
Politics as is
Having too few pillows
Full beam headlights
+ lots of other things



Monday 12 December 2011

The triviality of taxonomy & the death of the subgenre

The human mind is an incredible thing. Everyday we are confronted by a sea of chaos and inconceivable complexity, and yet emerging from that sea are the logical and causal patterns by which we make every single decision in our lives. The 2001 film A Beautiful Mind tells the story of the great modern mathematician John Nash, a man whose pattern-perceiving skills are so acute that he is able to substantiate a string of delusions, merely by reading a newspaper. And you don't need to look far on the internet to find wild conspiracy theories which uncover networks of possibility that, whilst interesting, would never pass any scientific criteria for a theory of the way things actually are. Aside from these examples, all of us project logical patterns onto the world around us, and rightly so. After all, it's only by forming these patterns in our collective consciousness that we can have any hope of comprehending the world around us, a world abundant with information, each piece of which can be reduced, renamed and defined.

It's important that we embrace our own beautiful minds, but it's apparent - to me at least - that we are largely constrained by these doctrinal structures. There are numerous examples of these trivial structures governing our everyday perception of reality. Taxonomy, the classification of living things, is one such example. For thousands of years we have classified living organisms based on their perceived properties. Now we use genetics, but the principle is the same. We have species, and those species are grouped, and those groups are grouped in turn, until at some point we get something resembling 'the tree of life'. But if no minds were there to group, and name, and categorise, what is left? What is real? All that is left is the one driving force behind all of these species: life. Life adapts to any environment it could possibly survive in by virtue of a process we have come to know of as evolution. It is only because these changes happen so slowly relative to our passage through time that we perceive there being a structured hierarchy of species at all. All these species are, through the tiniest mutations, changing over time. So slow is this gradual change that we can't even pin down when one species ceases being itself and becomes something else. It is vagueness of meaning epitomised, and it's this vagueness which exposes the triviality of taxonomy. None of this is to say that taxonomy is a wholly futile pursuit, only that it has the tendency to cloud reality. It doesn't capture the fundamental oneness of life, a transcendent truth that has captivated people for millennia.

I hope you'll forgive that brief descent into academic boredom, but what does this mean for us as lovers of music? Music is a very different kind of thing to life. It is born of the mind and has no reality outside of that context, except as meaningless waves of sound. When we remove the scaffold of musical taxonomy, what is left is less tangible than the driving force of life, but it's still something. And that something is much more beautiful than any linguistic concept we'd use to comprehend what kind of thing it is. Nevertheless, we endeavour to intensely categorise music through a network of genres and subgenres in the hope that we can more easily comprehend the artform. The classification of different kinds of music certainly has its place, but in a world where music is consumed according to the way in which iTunes categorises the abundance of material it sells, it becomes a huge constraint on the unadulterated discovery of new music, which is now more than ever governed by generic preconceptions in place of unbiased artistic assessment.

It's not long before we realise that our genres are just as meaningless as any other categorical structure our pattern-hungry minds lap up on a daily basis. Take dubstep. Still an infant genre in itself, it's seen such an explosion in over-specific, wanky hipster subgenres that the futile meaninglessness is apparent even to the mindless cretins that lap up the endless wobble-bass presets and invariably spend their spare time writing things like "this is so disgusting my grandma shat her pants" on youtube videos. It seems that the creation of such subgenres is more an attempt to break identity with the huge influx of awful wub-wub gar(b)age that has populated dubstep for the last few years. And who can blame them? I mean, how many people neglected to listen to Burial because he was broadly considered dubstep? How many people are still unaware that there are hidden underground gems in the genre which are pushing the boundaries of production and music to its very limits?

Now for the holy grail of meaningless genres: Indie. Indie never described a sound, merely the means by which it was made and distributed, i.e. outside of the major label oligopoly. But it is in itself paradoxical. It implies that the value of music is relative to how it is released, or even worse, how popular it is. If anything fails to capture the magnificence of the seminal 'indie' records it's that label. This in turn has led to the hipster mentality we all love to ridicule where good music is embraced to the point of becoming popular and then discarded as mainstream rubbish.

Unfortunately the sad fact is that, as a matter of utility, genres (although perhaps not the inane subgenres that have emerged in electronic music) must exist. How else would be able to comprehend the plethora of music that is now just a click away? But just as we must look past biological taxonomy to see the true essence of life, so we must endeavour to see past our categorical scaffold and appreciate music as it is, unpolluted by the preconceptions that genre-specific organisation has imposed on us. The exciting truth is that music has the capability to transcend not only genres, but all language. Engaging with music is a spiritual experience that creates in us feelings that, try as we might, cannot be put into words.



Wednesday 30 November 2011

Out to Lunch with Lunchmeat

The content of this post was very close to being solely the lyrics to the Funkadelic song, Promentalshitbackwashpyschosis Enema Squad, but I backed out last minute. I'll regret that. It's a fantastic song and you should listen to it; excellent lyrically and musically and I'm a big fan.

Elsewhere, a new window has been fitted. Congratulations to the builders for managing to get me up at ten o'clock in the morning: that in itself represents a decent achievement, but note should be taken for their impressive ability to coat every single kitchen appliance in old window muck. Great effort, guys. 

Anyway, I'm not going to take this any further as today is strike day, and I don't want to be a scab. So here's the info before I go-go (get well soon George Michael, he must be going private given there's a Best Of Wham out, either that or he needs dough for ganja).

HOME FIXTURE

5/12 (Mon.) - Lazy Genius Night at Mojo, Liverpool

AWAY DAY

6/12 (Tue.) - Oporto, Leeds

Both free to get in to, which makes it good for your earhole and your pocket. So there it is and here's the song.