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various artists: all​’​s fair in love and chickfactor: cf mixtape 1

by chickfactor enchanté

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Ariel (or Il Postino) (Ariel, it's my sacred duty, for me to inform you of your most un-petulant beauty... .) You walked into the place and through my drunken haze I could tell you dressed like young Billy Bragg You know a moth to the flame is what I became as I inveigled my way into your pinball game I immediately fell under your spell and since your glance turns me to stone you know my heart belongs in this five chord song and darling, he's yours For Ariel, you've got a dangerous beauty It hurts like hell you know when you look right through me I could say that your physique so much more than Greek I could say 'you have a lovely smile' When in truth the sight of your hips could sink a thousand ships at a distance of thirty miles You know that your tattoos made my front page news and when I read between the lines I found out everyone must have their ideal and honey, your mine. Ariel, Ariel, to you, I bring, this message from a pinball king Ariel, you've got a piquant beauty Has the time finally come, for me to wake up and smell that cup of coffee? I'm still finding it hard trying to reconcile that our bodies and lives won't be intertwined I always believed that love at first sight was like Italian screen logic something you can't fight You know of "all the libraries in all the world" she doesn't walk into mine I guess I'll dwell in the eternal hell of the incurably shy Ariel, Ariel, to you, I bring, a message from a pinball king
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Kisses & Fog I bought a round trip just in case I never thought I’d love this place Gave in that day in Central Park And listened to my heart All-night pierogies and crowds Buildings so tall that I never saw the clouds Come-hithers turn to goodbyes In New York where my heart lies I’m always up for settling down I never thought I’d leave this town But love would have me travelling Obeyed my lying heart again Drunk on the night bus again Kisses and fog mean I never saw the end Soon I will tell you goodbye In London where my heart lies Drunk on the night bus again Kisses and fog mean I never see the end Soon I will tell you goodbye
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Day Star We didn’t have shoes like that in my day, we had something else Folk that formed and faded like a continental shelf Boy I don’t like how you look at me No, I’m no-one’s springing chicken, but I’m ranging free On a day star / I forget / All roads connect I forgot how / You can ride / To the other side I wouldn’t take a bus to school except for novelty and fun When you get to my age you just write letters scorning the school run Girl you may have changed a lot somehow Well you never talked to me back then, so please don’t do it now On a day star / I forget / All roads connect I forgot how / You can ride / To the other side They dropped the kids in the corner pocket, ready for the rack I wouldn’t swap my life with you boys, I would not go back I would not go back No, you can’t go back On a day star From a day star Not your own car But you’ll go far Must try harder
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about

chickfactor zine was founded in 1992 by Pam Berry and Gail O'Hara in Washington, D.C., and New York City (yes, Belle and Sebastian wrote a song named after us)

Enchanté Records 005 was released in 2002 in honor of chickfactor’s 10th anniversary

Please note that we don't have the rights or permission to a few of these songs anymore so they won't be included in yr download (The Clientele, April March, Shannon Wright, Graeme Downes and Cannanes)

www.chickfactor.com

--- [liner notes from the CD] ---

chickfactor: what it means to me!

I first met gail in 1997. belle and sebastian had just played in a converted jewish synagogue in new york’s lower east side and were basking in the glow of our first american experiences; I was anyway. CMJ was happening and everything seemed sharp and vibrant—the streets, the people, the music. at one point I was handed a pile of chickfactor magazines. never been much of a fanzine guy to be honest: I subscribed to 'beatles monthly when I was a kid—tragic really, I mean I was always into strumming guitars and playing records and meeting people and that in turn would sometimes result in the opportunity of some collective music making (belle and sebastian being no exception in this). fanzines and music magazines never occurred to me for gaining information. family background and living in the community would generally set the agenda, you know, my mate rick turning me on to “between the buttons” or my sister turning up at the house with a bunch of blues records.

also, I was always suspicious of “scenes” or what I sensed or perceived to be “a scene,” you know, self-serving elitists basking smugly in their own sense of brilliance and position (yeah, I know what you're thinking: “jealousy and insecurity.” you'd probably be right, especially in my teenage years when my ignorance of the glasgow indie scene wouldn't stop me waxing lyrical about what a bunch of crap C86 was). anyway, certain attitudes never leave you completely and I could feel one brewing in my mind as I suspiciously eyed the pile of chickfactors in front of me. “so this is the scene, man,” I thought to myself. I mean, what was the problem? maybe deep down I was in fact enticed and tempted by the nature of this new york glamour strewn in front of me; I’d actually hung out with one of the cover stars—oh yes, memories are made of this (well, so much for my prejudice and my sense of righteous purity). anyway, I subsequently read every edition of the magazine. it was a revelation.

I'm not sure what I think makes chickfactor special but there is something uncluttered and unaffected about how the musician is presented which makes the reading experience both enjoyable and illuminating. it could be the ridiculously simple question/answer format, which I've rarely seen anywhere else; where the interviewee is allowed the space to breathe and tell us what's going on. I tell you, this is rare, I need this, this is useful to me, why can't I find this anywhere else? this is real people talking to me, I get inspired, I feel empathy, I get educated, I get entertained—oh yeah, I also get to admire some grainy black-and-white photographs as well.

sure, there's glamour. there might even be a scene. it really doesn't matter. what does matter is the continuous unraveling mass of informative sharing of experience. of what it means to pick up an instrument, hum a tune, write a song, take a photograph, play a gig, and subsequently all that involves with regards to everyday living in the real world. when I think about it, this could be the key thing. I've never felt reading the magazine that anybody was trying to con me into believing in “a world that just don't exist” or an environment where only the chosen few can participate. not that I don't believe that music could be the key to a fantasy world of dreams and breaking out of the mundane.

listen to this chickfactor CD, which contains artists who have been featured in its pages. such aspirations come bursting out of every musical note they play.

Stevie Jackson, Glasgow, June 2002

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released October 10, 2002

Album design by Helveticorps / LD Beghtol
Photographs by Gail O’Hara

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Enchanté Records (US) launched in 1994 in order to put out records by Containe and later the Pacific Ocean. Our seventh release, Connie Lovatt’s Coconut Mirror, is out Sept. 2023.

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