A Reminder - "Just Call Me "Lone" Lee: The Continuing Confessions of Tim "Love" Lee" From 2000.

That's Tim. Alone Again.

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Review By One Listener In Amazon:

When you first hear this cd, the first track will make you wonder just what you're in for. It's very dark and very ominous with sounds of airports and runways behind it. Then, track two kicks in ("Twilight Reservation") and erases any doubts you may have had--you know that this will be an AWESOME journey. Almost chilling, with the lounge-esqe singer crooning (imagine Buddy Greco or Mel Torme) in the background as vibes soufully strike their way into your mind and heart and a vintage flat-top f-hole guitar strums eloquently.

The remaining songs do not fail to disappoint. Track 5 ("Bed Sheet Shuffle")is so extremely Mancini-esque that you will swear that it's a left-over track from any one of the Peter Sellers "Pink Panther" movies, or perhaps "Charade" starring the incredible Audrey Hepburn along side of Cary Grant. Or for those partial to the other side of things, it is very John Barry-ish and belongs in "Her Majesty's Secret Service." As the other lone reviewer has described, Track 9 ("Sombre Hombre")is very beautiful. Very, very slow. With mr. sandman type vibes playing along side of sulking strings and a moog. This is a very good late night cd. Although, I first heard it as I was driving in my car across the golden-gate bridge just as evening was giving way to night and that incredible burnt-orage glow could be seen setting into the pacific. And, this cd was perfect. Get this one. You'll love it.

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The BBC Talk About Tim:

Debonair purveyor of dubbed-out treats and all-round spreader of joy - the word he had shaved into the back of his head during acid house days - Tim “Love” Lee is a dude famed for making a party swing. In anticipation of the release of his Tummy Touch label’s new compilation, Touch Tones 2, we locate him in a car cruising through upstate New York. “I’m actually on highway 87,” chirrups this former native of Zimbabwe and Cambridge, down the phone. “Me and my girlfriend are driving up to Woodstock. We’re thinking of buying a place to live up there.” For the past three years, Tim has been splitting his time between his East London record label HQ and a new life in America. “Maybe one day we’ll move the whole operation over here,” says Tim, who’s also been moonlighting as a TV composer, having previously trained as a proper musician and played in various pop outfits (including Katrina & The Waves). “Erm, I don’t find it easy to make a living anywhere, frankly,” he confesses. “But recently I’ve been making music for a documentary called Real Sex. It’s about grown men who like to be dressed up as babies.”

Tummy Touch was originally founded in 1996 as a home for the more uptempo tracks that wouldn’t fit with the “far-out dope beats” of his other label, Peace Feast. Tummy Touch records are made by good-time Charlies, trip lovers and junk-shop junkies. Think Steptoe & Son on acid or Carry On, soundtracked by Ravi Shankar and Frankie Knuckles. “We’re a home for waifs and strays,” says Tim. “We’ve got a good gang.”

Come 2004 and Tummy Touch reveals a playful, have-a-go artist roster, as evinced on Touch Tones 2, a deliriously groovy melange where star-in-ascendant Tom Vek’s growling filth, Crazy Girl’s druggy pop, and Patrick & Eugene’s ragbag crooning meets Tim Love Lee’s own great vocal masterpiece, Drunk Love, a twisted paean to alcohol-fuelled amour: “I like to make drunk love before the drink gets to my member/ We’re drunken lovers, my boozy baby and me.” Add to this, The Electric Mocassins Of Doom’s crazed freak-out, Neighbours, and the whole LP makes for a huge bellyful of goodness. “It’s just forest, for as far as the eye can see,” says Tim as his sun-beaten vehicle continues to roll Stateside. “Woodstock is what you’d imagine: proper full-on hippy. Big beards and bandanas. There’s all sorts of burn-outs from the 60s and 70s wandering around making acoustic albums. It’s a beautiful part of the world.” Ah, bliss. The perfect setting for Tim’s own Goldrush-era, Miner Sixty-Niner facial hair, legendary for its myriad styles. But which particular phase of whisker sculpture did his girlfriend fall in love with? “Oh, full-on,” he replies. “Down to the belly button, mountain ranger. Which is what always attracted me to her, that she saw the real me beneath the beard.”

Interview with Tim Love Lee By The BBC:

What's your link with Nottingham / where did you grow up?
I was brought up in Cambridge but moved to Nottingham as a teenager and definitely learned a lot about music here.
What got you into music?
There was always music in my home as my grandad was a jazz musician; however it was the clubs and parties in Nottingham in the early 90s that really inspired me as a DJ.
Which Nottingham clubs particularly inspired you?
Kool Kats, Venus, Papa Bins.
What about the clubbing scene in Nottingham in 2004? Any clubs that stand out?
I mostly just go to parties at mates' houses these days but I hear there's still plenty of fun to be had in Nottingham.
The new album's a very eclectic mix. Do you have a favourite type of music or are you open to anything?
I'm definitely open to anything, in fact I have trouble choosing a type of music I DON'T like !
What's the inspiration behind your new album?
I just chose some of the records from my collection that had a story connected to them - favourites from school, early clubbing classics etc etc and threw them all in to my disco mixer.
Who are your influences / DJs you admire?
I try to get inspiration from as many sources as possible.
When are we going to see you in Nottingham again?
Soon I hope but I live in New York now. I'm not around as often as I used to be.

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