Much playing of Wall of Voodoo's back catalogue has been going on round these parts over the last couple of days. I have a vinyl copy of their first album Dark Continent winging its way to me as an early Christmas present. A magnificent sounding record which seems to have been unjustly forgotten and which I plan to write about in detail once it arrives on my doormat. Here's the story of a troubled and jinxed band as told by their original singer Stan Ridgway in song over thirty years after the event.
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