planet gong archives

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Here & Now

Floating Anarchy
unabridged versions of contributions to liner notes for the Here and Now 'Gospel of Free' retrospective double album

anno

Anno Wombat

Someone said "Planète Gong"?

Someone said "Planète Gong"? And out of the conjurer's hat spring a bunch of punked-up pixies, the street version of the silver surfers of pop.

Windsor Dave

Here & Now - There & Then

Winzer the Ozone zone… "The Sound disintegrates from deep within your hemispheres, leaving you here & now."" 1976 was one of those years. Laughter, friendship and a Mother of a summer seeped through the pores and people were happy, The Colour Grey was put into suspended inanimation. Early in the year my brain was being liquidised in a tiny dungeon of an outhouse in Stoneleigh Street. A friend - Steffy - had asked me over to a band rehearsal. To put into words what I heard that night is like trying to explain the Colour Orange to a blind man. That was my intro to Here & Now and as far as I was concerned, if their sound didn't knock you into the middle of the next galaxy you were dead.

Grant Showbiz

Me, me, me, me and Here & Now and me

I'd started to hear about Here & Now when I was living with Steve Hillage and Miquette up at the Gong farm in Witney, Oxford - I'd been a massive fan of both Gong and Bowie and had hitched all round the country to see both groups, bunking off school, but Bowie was somehow untouchable (Hunky Dory period) whereas me and my very tripped-out friends were getting lifts back in the Gong bus after gigs, often ending up crashing at Witney.

Keith the Bass

On the Bus

…recalls one very long, very crazy day on the Here & Now tour bus - aka the mobile Gestalt therapy unit - circa 1978.

kif-kif

Kif-Kif le batter

History of Planet Gong

Daevid bumped into us by accident(?) one day in that well known capitalist wholefood store on Portobello Road who I won't give the pleasure of naming.

suze

Suze da Blooz

Singing da Blooz by Suze

And how can these things BE spoken about? How can the memory of something so seminal, so forming and transforming be expressed? I feel wordless and my fingers keep getting onto the worng keys. I don't think that I can say anything which will come near expressing what I'd like to say about the Here and Now Band. Not Now. Not about Then. I don't even know how far back to go to find the beginning. But if I don't say my piece… So here goes…

portrait

sluggo

'No Wave' Guerrilla Memory Theatre

"Always pick your nose before the curtain goes up."

The Buses

1962 Bedford J4LZ2, ex-London Metropolitan Police bus, registration 651 DJJ (4-cylinder petrol engine, 4-speed manual gearbox). Green when Twink owned it. Silver ('The Silver Slug') when Here & Now and Planet Gong toured it. In 1978 the band replaced it with a 36-foot (11 metre) faded red Leyland Leopard ex-London country commuter bus (horizontal inline 6-cylinder Diesel, 4-speed manual gearbox), which was later superseded by a Leyland Tiger.
Bedford former tour bus
fka the silver slug
Leyland Leopard tour bus
Leyland Leopard