In 1985 while I went off to Switzerland on a magical journey, The Triffids began thei rise. Peel approved, and gave them any number of sessions and plays. NME put them on their front cover at a time when that honour really meant something and pushed a band genuinely forward in terms of youth conscoousness.
My sister, who was developing her tastes and they overlapped and complemented mine made a C-90 cassette with my dad and sent it to me in Switzerland with a letter.The cassette had great songs from Bruce Springsteen. And others. Interspersed with Horror and Storm sound affects from a BBC record which I'd bought the year before. People screaming. Machetes splitting cabbages to give the impression of guillotines severing human heads. Wind whisting around ships rigging. I've still got the record. Though I don't play it anymore.
The Triffids songs were the highlight of the cassettes.Songs from their mini album Treeless Plains which led them towards their 1986 masterpiece Born Sandy Devotional. They were something else clearly. A force to be reckoned with.
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