with PETE DALE of


“SONG FOR EWE” is the feature where artists & music people beloved by VELVET SHEEP choose an obscure song they’ve been listening to that day. Today’s guest is a fellow man of Kent, punk, label boss, teacher and all-round good DIY guy. Back in the 90s during the original VS fanzine incarnation I first got in touch and then met Pete via his Newcastle underground indie label Slampt Underground Organisation, and via his work with bands like Pussycat Trash and Avocado Baby (and later Red Monkey).

Slampt also put out the first release by Lauren Laverne’s Kenickie and The Yummy Fur which featured members who became Franz Ferdinand (and who I was lucky enough to see at a Kings X all-day punk thing on the same bill as Bob Tilton and Trumans Water when all my uni mates were at Mile End Park watching Blur). Back in the day he was always super supportive and ultra approachable. He’s still making music with his indie pop concern Milky Wimpshake and also lectures about music at Oxford Brookes University and it’s an absolute pleasure to welcome back to VS, Mr. Pete Dale!


When I ran a “song for ewe” earlier this year with Pete’s Slampt label co-founder and sometime bandmate Rachel Holborow, it was very popular.


Since it’s been a while since Pete passed me his song choice, he might have thought he’d got away with it, but, without further ado, here it is…a corker!

“When I was a little boy, in the mid-1970s, I used to listen to this 7” compulsively. Naturally I had no idea who John Barry was (Bond theme composer, I now know) nor did I know what ‘The Human Jungle’ was (still not sure, actually). I just loved the moodiness of the music, and the crazily low brass parts, plus the combination of strings, brass and twangy guitar. The music made me want to crawl across the floor, imagining myself to be a spy or an insect of something – probably the first piece of music I ever loved, and thanks to Youtube I am now able to frequently indulge myself by listening to the song again. The insect dance, however, will remain a thing of the past…