Andrew Weatherall was the acid house generation’s most inspiring DJ and producer, renowned for his work on Primal Scream’s epoch-defining ‘Screamadelica’ and his own bands Sabres Of Paradise and Two Lone Swordsmen. As a DJ he was peerless and unpredictable, helming club nights that played techno, rockabilly or music that “never knowingly exceeded 122 bpm.”
Weatherall featured in seminal dance music and club magazine Jockey Slut many times during its lifetime, from 1993 to 2004. All his interviews from the publication are included within this tribute to The Guv’nor. Further articles cover the tenure of his professional life from the mid-80s to 2020. They include his beginnings at the influential Boy’s Own fanzine, his DJ sets at landmark nights Shoom and Sabresonic, and the plethora of ventures he still had running including the Woodleigh Research Project, A Love From Outer Space and the festival Convenanza.
All Andrew Weatherall's Jockey Slut interviews collated (1993-2004) including Weatherall Gets His Tats Out, I’m A Classic Underachiever, Two Lone Swordsmen and An Audience With… & more.
Further features and articles from Luke Una, Richard Norris, Kris Needs, Joe Muggs, Jim Butler, Mandi James, Lee Brackstone and more.
Brand new 10,000+ word oral history of Andrew Weatherall’s early years from Shoom & Screamadelica to Sabres of Paradise featuring interviews with Bobby Gillespie, Ed Simons, Danny Rampling, Justin Robertson, Alex Knight, Andrew Innes, David Holmes, Keith Tenniswood, Anna Haigh, Terry Farley and more.
Retrospective of Andrew Weatherall’s club nights Sabresonic, Bloodsugar, Double Gone Chapel, Wrong Meeting, A Love From Outer Space by John Burgess.
I tried to interview Andrew Weatherall twice - no such luck. Not that the man was reclusive. Rather he didn't try to play media darling (considering anyone who older than 14 and writes on Twitter as an idiot), focusing instead on what he was best at: tastemaker, crate digger, scene social glue, acerbic commentator. At least I had this worthy compendium, with interviews, reviews, heartfelt memories, tons of great stories (including personal tattoo guide).
A beautiful tribute to a beautiful soul. Contains fascinating, inspiring and often very funny interviews spanning most of Weatherall's career, as well as lots of tributes from friends, collaborators and admirers.
Lovely tribute to an essential figure in british musical history, by all accounts a wonderful guy too. Andrew’s life and work embodied a really hopeful, inclusive, progressive and exciting attitude towards the creation and dissemination and enjoyment of art, a kind of principled eclecticism that valued experimentation but acknowledged the importance of influence and fashion and dispelled the myth of absolute originality. Reading this book feels like trusting that anyone who followed him in any capacity would be touched by these principles and could go on to enrich their own cultural sphere of influence as a result, whether that’s the wide reach of artists he helped take off like Primal Scream or The Chemical Brothers, smalltime DJs and artists whose lives he briefly brightened or just individuals, fans or newcomers discovering great art and maybe sharing it with friends. Anyone can and should get a taste of these ideas, whether through this tribute or the music that Andrew made or popularised. Last few pages made me cry.
When you feel Andrew Weatherall is a true legend, and then you read this book, you find out that truly, the man is an even bigger fucking legend than you ever thought he was.
This collection of articles, interviews, stories and memories is insanely beautiful. It makes you want to have known the man, and long for experiencing his music, to be able to attend one more party where he is on the decks. It makes you want to play music yourself, or go crate digging and discover those hidden gems. It makes you want to listen to house, dub, acid, techno, country and western.
What a legend we lost. What a legacy he left behind. And this book is a fantastic tribute.
If you have ever heard of Weatherall, you’ll ant to read this. If you haven’t then it’s worth looking and discovering what a colossal impact someone with unflinching good taste can have on culture. Take a breath open the biscuits and grab your tea! Legend!
I knew Andrew, as an acquaintance rather than an intimate. I always found him warm, approachable, interested and engaging. The goodwill and warmth that others bestowed upon Andrew shines through this Fanzine turned tribute. May he R.I.P.
It may just be a collection of old articles with a few new memories but is a wonderful tribute to an man who meant as much to many as Bowie or John Peel.