Over a decade ago my friend BB introduced me to The Bevis Frond. This was both a blessing and a curse. The blessing part was simple: enjoying Nick Saloman’s psychedelic-infused, guitar-driven songs has been no chore at all. In fact, my respect for his extensive songbook has grown steadily over the years. Which leads us to the curse part: it is a very substantial catalogue of albums. Starting with 1987’s Miasma, The Bevis Frond released no fewer than eighteen albums up to 2004’s Hit Squad, at which point he called a halt.

Bevis Frond collection

Although I have a respectable number of titles (BB has a few more besides), I always check out the B section of the racks wherever I’m browsing in the hope of augmenting the collection. Do I need more? Probably not. The Bevis Frond sound is well-defined and rarely strays from the established path of good tunes, broad lyrical interests centering around the human condition and loud guitars, interspersed with introspective English folk-rock reflections. But on every Frond album you are guaranteed at least a couple of moments of either air-punching joy or soothing melancholy or, more often than not, both. And that is why I’ll buy any Bevis Frond album I encounter.

It is also why I was quite excited to learn that Saloman had re-ignited The Bevis Frond in 2011, releasing the excellent The Leaving of London. Production was a little cleaner, recording a trifle crisper than the early days, but the spirit was intact. Hooray!

Since then there has been a studio album every couple of years. A quick bit of mental arithmetic will tell you there was one in 2013, White Numbers, and another just recently released. I took delivery of 2015’s Example 22 last week and quite a buzz it was too, but that is not the focus today. With a bit of luck we’ll have a special Vinyl Connection post on the new album soon.

Bevis Frond Leaving of London

The Leaving of London opens with the sound of a stylus dropping onto a vinyl record and a posh BBC voice enquiring, ‘Everybody has a favourite tune. Is this yours?’ Then we are off with the mid-paced rocker ‘Johnny Kwango’ which introduces us to several classic Saloman characteristics: a minor chord melody, lyrics that prize humanity over posturing, and a chorus that is eminently hummable. Oh, and a guitar solo. Make it a double? Sure. Here there are two solos multi-tracked so that they interweave and dance. ‘Speedboat’ has backwards guitars and a quiet opening before exploding with wah-wah guitars and a thumping insistent beat nailed by Dave Pearce. We are most definitely off and running.

I love a short song and ‘More to this than that’ delivers a rollicking rocker in 1:45 that even includes the trick of a brief… stop! then continuing. Love it when it’s done well. What follows this raucous 100 seconds is the piano based title track, a melancholy ballad showcasing Nick’s modest pianistic abilities and his oh-so-human voice in the most engaging and endearing way. It’s what I love about this songwriter: there is no artifice or pretence. What you get is what you are willing to hear.

‘Hold the Fort’ is one of those air-punching moments. The riff and refrain work fabulously, rolling with an ocean-deep groove where the sea-themed lyric melds fluidly with the music.

Bevis London Back

Though this is undisputedly a rock album, plenty of light and shade ensures the ears don’t wear out. ‘The Divide’, for instance, is a gently reflective waltz-time ballad over delicately picked guitars, reminding us that nothing is permanent —especially in the perplexing world of relationships. There are plenty more good songs on the album, but for fear of wearing out your eyes, I’ll leave The Leaving of London here with the observation that, as returns to the fray go, this is a beaut. What is more, it would make a fine introduction to Bevis World.

When I read that there was a new album coming out in 2013, I started looking for pre-order options. Being deep into my vinyl revival, naturally I wanted it on the black stuff and Amazon obliged. Let me tell you comrades, when a new album by a favourite artist arrives in the mailbox and you unwrap a three LP set of spanking new vinyl, that is a damn good day. But you don’t need me to remind you because that is exactly why you are here. So we have White Numbers, two LPs of songs and a third that spreads a 42 minute instrumental jam over two psychedelic sides. Phew!

Bevis Frond White Numbers

According to my research, Nick Saloman released White Numbers in the year he turned sixty. I mention this because there are few albums in the entire Vinyl Connection collection that charge out of the gate with the bullish energy and sneering power of ‘Begone’. Forget going gently into that good night, Nick is rocking his orthopaedic socks off with a song that would not be out-of-place on a punkish heavy rock album. Guitars, distortion, ripper bass line. And what a great lyric.

There’s a certain time of life, when you start to see

The things that once were blurred, with clarity

Your planes of thought will leave no vapour trails

And strangely this occurs as your eyesight fails.

“Begone,” she cried, “I can’t take your weight,

We’ll subdivide, we’ll relocate,

I’ll book your ride, I’ll help you pack,

Begone,” she cried, “And don’t come back.”

Things ease back for ‘Opthalmic microdots’, another in a long line of songs where Saloman explores the mystery of how we struggle to understand each other, failing constantly but always coming back for more. The pretty ballad ‘She’s just like you’ covers the same territory with more resignation, deeper sadness. From the personal to the global, the refrain of ‘Cruel World’ reminds us that ‘this is a cruel world’ but here is a beautifully weighted song of endurance, and maybe, just maybe, more than mere survival. It reminds me of a James Branch Cabell quote I’ve often fantasised as an epitaph. The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds; and the pessimist fears this is true. Or, in Nick’s words, It’s the excrement floating on the sea, makes it beautiful to me (‘Beautiful to me’). Yes, he’s angry, but he’s funny too (in a wry, darkish sort of way).

Bevis White vinyl

A characteristic of Bevis Frond albums that takes some getting used to are the sudden changes of pace. On White Numbers, for instance, the 85 second punk thrash of ‘For Pat (On the chaise longue dreaming)’ is followed by the folk-tinged Beatlesque gem ‘This one’ which in turn ushers in the churning psychedelic guitar-blast of ‘Neverwas’. Given the limitations of the Frond aural palette (guitars, bass, drums, a little keyboard mostly back in the mix), it is the variety of pace, volume and  tone that holds interest.

BB came up with an apt summary of Nick Saloman’s music: power and poignancy, honesty and humour. Though I cannot improve on that, I’ll throw in a few more adjectives.







And deeply human.

If those attributes appeal, buy a Bevis Frond album. Either of these will do just fine as a starting place, knowing the huge back-catalogue awaits if you fall under Nick Saloman’s unique lo-fi spell.

Bevis F White back

Intrigued by the Bevis Frond story? Here is an excellent interview from The Quietus (August 2013). In it Nick talks entertainingly about gigging with Hawkwind, auditioning for Procol Harum, and the long and winding Frond.



  1. As you’d probably guess, I could not help but do some exploring upon reading this one. What with phrases like “psychedelic-infused, guitar-driven,” “two solos multi-tracked so that they interweave and dance,” and “auditioning for Procol Harum,” there was a real possibility I was just going to jump in cold and buy all 20-plus(?) Bevis Frond albums sound unheard based solely on this post. As it stands, I’m only four songs into White Numbers on the Spotify and am flabbergasted that I had never previously etched “Bevis Frond” into my conscious understanding until today. This is right up my alley! How could I not have known??

    At the same time, I get great joy each time I am reminded that there exist vast undiscovered goldmines from artists I’ve never heard of out there just waiting to become features in my garden. Thanks for the welcome steer!

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    1. I’m delighted that the early signs are of strong attraction, Victim. In terms of laying a trail of breadcrumbs through the forest, the Procol ref was indeed aimed at you! And White Numbers is a terrific place to start.


  2. Heard of them but never heard any. The main dude is a psych collector of some note himself, I remember him being interviewed about it.

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    1. I reckon you’d be a convert, Joe. Either of these come recommended. As for Nick Saloman’s collection, maybe I’ll ask him.

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  3. 42 minutes of psychedelic jamming? Okay then! This sounds right up my street (or at least within a block or two) … been looking at the old Discogs as a result. This is great stuff!

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    1. A number of numbers on each BF album include tearing guitar solos of a psychedelic hue, James, so I’d certainly encourage exploration of inner/outer space. Right chuffed you are a bit excited!

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  4. 42 minutes 10 seconds from ‘White numbers’ was well worth listening to (even if Z shut the door and made 42 minutes and 10 seconds of whirring noises on diverse implements of culinary transformation).
    Well led VC.

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    1. Yummy results all round!


  5. A new one on me, too. Thanks for bringing Nick Saloman and The Bevis Frond to our attention, VC.

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    1. My pleasure. He deserves to be better known (and my crusade continues later this week!).


  6. All I need is more music. I like jams. Will check out

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    1. Nick is one of my favourite artists. Hope you can get a chance to explore his world.

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      1. I will definitely check out on your recommendation. Intrigued to say the least. You and ‘catchgroove’ are adding to CB’s pile. Never a bad thing to find new music. You do the work and I get the dessert.

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  7. […] that they interweave and dance,” Vinyl Connection (VC) was clearly on the offensive when he aimed his review of the album White Numbers by the previously-unknown to-me band The Bevis Frond right between my […]


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