Revolution Records in Windsor was my usual shop of choice. Sadly now gone Also the haunt of one Andy Weatherall, a former school friend. Jono_13
Born in 1963, he started on his creative path while growing up in Windsor, amassing the ever-growing record collection that would open the door to his “career”. If formative years dictate the rest of your life, this record obsession explains his later mission to produce magical vinyl to hold and gaze at in awe, which he largely achieved with lifelong creative partner Nina Walsh on labels such as Moine Dubh and Fort Beulah. As he told New York’s WNYU in 2016,
“I just wanted to make things that people could hold in their hands that were nice objects… portals into a parallel dimension.”
The first two singles he bought were Terry Jacks’ Seasons In The Sun and Benny Hill’s Ernie (The Fastest Milkman in The West): “Both death songs, so maybe that tells you something.” As a teenager, he embraced Bowie and punk, notably The Clash. One of the first tattoos he got to piss off his parents was “Ghetto Defender”. After meeting Weatherall around 1982, Claire Doll lived with him on and off for five years, receiving first mix tapes, witnessing him DJing at local schools and rehearsing with his first band, A Fractured Touch.
“Andrew had many influences: punk, post-punk, rockabilly, soul, disco,” she recalls. “He was influenced by films; a member of the BFI who loved soundtracks. Slade In Flame was in his Top 10 and some he played often included Blade Runner, Assault On Precinct 13, Midnight Express and That’ll Be The Day. He loved Prince, particularly Under The Cherry Moon, Nothing Compares 2 U and Sometimes It Snows In April, which is on my first mix-tape.