Singing With The Enemy

In the mid nineteenth century Karl Marx had referred to religion as the ‘opium of the people’, however by the second half of the following century in a much more secularized western hemisphere there were quite clearly two contenders for the vacated throne. Both Football and popular music would go on to generate the level of fervour, hysteria and cult like devotion that had long since been lost to theology anywhere in Great Britain by the end of the 20th century. As Paul Weller (left) once stated on a track from the Jam’s third LP ‘All Mod Cons’ ‘to be someone must be a wonderful thing: a famous footballer, a rock singer or a big film star? Yes I think I would like that’; (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vnUH94BftYo) sentiment which most of the male population of the nation would concur with and in that particular order. The Modfather had long been a musical hero of mine; however in a recent interview Weller had revealed himself to be a season ticket holder at Stamford Bridge. This to me had come as a shock, remembering that in the late 90s when asked how he felt about Sky using ‘Out of the Sinking’ as its theme tune to their Premiership coverage Weller stated he was pleased however didn’t own a satellite dish nor particularly followed football. Therefore Weller turns out to be not only a Chelsea fan, but one of the worst kind – that which had latched on to the post-Abramovich bandwagon. Should the small club in Fulham feel inclined to adopt a Jam number for their own, ‘That’s Entertainment’ may not be befitting. In consideration of their fans Head-hunting past though, ‘A Town Called Malice’ may well fit like a glove!


Another hero from the same music movement which spawned the Jam is Joe Strummer, whose music and world view I have always held in high esteem. Years after leaving the Clash Joe went on to pen a tribute to Tony Adams (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yv0Y4na9uLo), could Uncle Joe have been a Gooner? Sadly not. Despite his admiration for TA his heart also lie at Stamford Bridge. Having such an association with the west side of the Capital as both Joe and the Clash had done maybe its not so surprising, however what about a singer from a band associated with North London and Camden such as Suggs from Madness? Again no joy here either, as one remembers from his ‘Blue Day’ cup final tune for Chelsea in 1997. ‘No commitment, your an embarrassment’ – indeed! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KpN_TOP9hg8)


Madness were the leading lights of the Ska music scene in London by 1980, challenged only by the raw energy of Coventry band the Specials further up the M1. The Specials had invested faith in local talent by forming their very own 2-Tone label which had brought through other Midlands groups such as the Selector and the Beat. Maybe lead singer Terry Hall (above) followed this philosophy by backing the local footballing talents at Highfield Road? After all Terry’s formative years would have over seen a period in which they rose up from the old third division to the top flight and remain there until the new millennium. Again you’ll be disappointed, young Terry’s head was turned by the glamour of Georgie Best and is an ardent Man United fan. Rumour has it he even relocated to Stockport when forming the Colourfield in the mid eighties just to be closer to Old Trafford. Terry’s disloyalty to the Sky Blues is such that lord only knows what punishment Judge Roughneck would deem befitting for such a crime!
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5LudUWPbnBo)


Terry also exhibited all the usual cocky arrogance of a non Manchester Red during the Specials' comeback tour last summer at Leeds. Apparently, though the band were going down a storm Terry decided it appropriate to goad the crowd with the comment 'Thanks very much for Cantona', of course in reference to the infamous transfer of the Frenchman across the Peninines six months after winning the title with Leeds United. The yorkshiremen had not seen the funny side however and thus a shower of coins then rained down on the Specials' frontman. Terry had then quickly expalined to the crowd that his comment was merely in jest, however the last laugh was no doubt on him after the League One side dumped Terry's beloved Reds out of the cup roughly seven months later.


Can this hall of shame get any worse? Brace yourself chaps. As a musical hero can much taint the Honourable Robert Nesta Marley (left)? The dubious appropriation of the Banana Splits theme tune for the chorus of Buffalo Soldier is surely outweighed by the bravery of surviving an assassination attempt in 1976 for his commentary on the socio-political injustices of Jamaica in the Cold War era through his music (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7nlFZm3eiR8). From numerous Athena posters his love of the Jazz cigarette seems to come second only to his love of the beautiful game. Who then did Bob support? Well none other Tottenham Hotspur! How could Marley succumb to such dishonour? After all N17 is a long way from Trenchtown. One school of thought is that Bob had been a big admirer of South American Football, having been based in London in the late 70s after the Shooting in Kingston around the same time as Ardiles and Villa had been signed for Spurs. The other school of thought is that chain smoking marijuana does strange things to one’s thought process. Bob Marley had passed away on May 11th 1981, a date which oddly sits between the first game and replay of the 1981 Cup Final. The official verdict was the spread of cancer throughout Marley’s body. I’m no coroner but I believe his death was more likely to be hastened by the widespread belief that Chas & Dave were the most musically gifted fans that Spurs had to offer. Just goes to show that at the Lane they were musical as well as Footballing philistines.

In the words of a question once posed to us by the Stranglers, what ever happened to the heroes? Well thankfully there’s still Ray Davies (left) of the Kinks. A source of great music in the swinging sixties and a wide range of influence on those that followed. Whether it be the archetypal Englishness of Blur or Madness, the laddish sibling feuding of Oasis or the sexual abiguity of Bowie, the influence of the Kinks has been felt time and time again. In the Times Newspaper before the last game at Highbury lead singer and main songwriter Ray had wrote that ‘my father instilled in me the belief that Highbury was the most hallowed of places and the stadium itself epitomised the noblest spirit of true Corinthian sporting endeavour ...the players were as close as it got to god-like status and the club itself was secure and unmovable, a sporting monolith that would last a thousand years’. (http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/guest_contributors/article713738.ece)

Well folks, that certianly is a sentiment I could applaud all day and all of the night. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4DV-5d6a5g