FEATURE: Lee Fisher – A Look Back At 2017

NARC writer and DJ Lee Fisher fills us in on his 2017

By NARC.
on Friday, December 29th, 2017

2017 has been a rather interesting year. We’ve been lucky enough to fill our pages with some incredible creative talent, so we asked a few of them to share some thoughts on the year just gone. We caught up with NARC writer and DJ Lee Fisher to find out a little about his year.

So, how was your 2017?
In many ways – mostly too personal for the likes of you – 2017 hasn’t been a vintage year, but as ever I’ve escaped into music and film and books and friends and rum, and there’s been lots of all of those this year. Especially rum.

What was your worst moment?
Again, I’ll swerve the personal answer and instead go for the continued existence of The Wrong PSB, still serving up their boil-in-the-bag pap when they should have been chased away with flaming pitchforks.

And, what was your best moment?
Playing a cracking* set in the Perfumed Garden at Beatherder Festival as all the fireworks went off is something I’ll remember for a long time. Or staring down on the world from the Pic Du Midi in the Pyrenees in the summer. Or organising and writing the Ben Myers and Richard Dawson interview piece during my editorial tenure at Narc: the respect and admiration they have for each other warms the soul. But then there’s still the Midnite Train To Cobalt NYE Party myself and Rob Heron are putting on at Cobalt to come, so maybe that?(* other opinions may be available)

Your Favourite Band of the year?
It’s a tie between Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs and the band Richard Dawson has gathered around him for Peasant. So, basically, it’s Matthew Baty and Johnny Hedley, the Poundshop Sly & Robbie.

Your Favourite Song of the year?
It’s been Ogre by Richard Dawson from the very first moment I heard it, and many’s the time this year I’ve bellowed along to it (with, I’m not ashamed to admit, the odd tear rolling down my ruddy, drunken cheek). “WHEN THE SUN IS RIIII-SINGGG!”

Favourite Gig of the Year?
I can’t KEEP saying Dawson or Pigs, so I’m going to go for Part Chimp at this year’s Fat Out Fest at Islington Mill. Casually brilliant, warmly brutal, gloriously cleansing guitar noise.

Favourite Book Of The Year?Easy. Ben Myer’s The Gallows Pole is a remarkable achievement; landscape and history and class and death and muddy, smelly verisimilitude.

Favourite TV of the year?
Great as Fargo and The Leftovers were, I’ve got to say Please Like Me, the beautiful, hysterical, insightful Aussie comedy-drama that not enough people have watched. You really should, you know…

Favourite Film Of The Year?
Aronofsky’s Mother! might be the best film I’ve seen at the cinema this year. Or the worst. One or the other. Or both. Fuck knows, really. But it stayed with me, and that’s what you want, right?

Favourite Venue of the Year?The Golden Lion in Todmorden is a unique, chaotic, wonderful venture run by the astonishing Waka and Gig. It’s a pleasure to watch bands and play records there and it’s no surprise that they punch so far above their weight because artists just love it there. Nearer to home, it’s always a tie between The Cumberland Arms and The Cluny, both excellent and valuable in their own way.

What gifts are on your letter to Santa this year?
Rum, records, a better 2018. And the sorry demise of The Wrong PSB

And finally, what has 2018 got in store for you?
More DJing, more records, more festivals, an easier time of things, and, of course, fully automated luxury communism. Today Heaton, tomorrow the world!