Friday, February 16, 2024
Thursday, February 15, 2024
500 Greatest Albums of the 1980s ... Ranked! # 462 Talk Talk - The Party's Over
It's difficult to know what to say about this really. Except to say it's not nearly as good as the records Talk Talk went on to make. The Party's Over is all dressed up fot 1982's fabulous pop party. But it's mannered po faced, inessential and not actually as good as Duran Duran's Rio. From this point on they left the Durranies trauling in heir wake and laid down a series of genuine artistic statements. You wouldn't have heard it coming listening to The Party's Over when it came out.
1984 Singles # 6 Grandmaster Melle Melle
'A street kid gets arrested. Gonna do some time. He got out three years from now just to commit more crime. A business man gets caught with 24 kilos. He's out on bail and out of jail. And that's the way it goes. Raah...'
The Message and White Lines sounded like the future back then and frankly they still do. As an incredibly sheltered teen enjoying my innocent journey in Teddington I had no idea what was actually being talked about in these songs but was absolutely enthralled anyway. Listen to either of these records again ti find out why. They're as staggering as cultural artefacts as they ever were. They still sound as if they were issued from another planet.
Song(s) of the Day # 3,649 Pylon Reenactment Society
Whn I first discovered R.E.M. in 1983 I was so overcome by the discovery and everything about the band that I did everything they told me to in their music paper interviews, This meant chasing down every single band that they raved about, Because if R.E.M. rated them they just had to be great.
So I bought records by Let's Active, True West, Replacements and dB's and loved them all..Most of all I craved records by fellow Athens, Georgia scenesters Pylon, who R.E,M. drummer Bill Berry insisted were the best band in the world.
In Pylon's case it wasn't by any means easy. Their records were not released on UK shores at the time and so were unavailable to me, I was not detterred. In 1987 when my dearest girlfriend from university went to the US on a BUNAC summer course experience I gave her a little kiss and asked her to return with a Pylon record, In retrospect it feels like a moment from Beauty & The Beast.
Loving me as I loved her she returned a couple of months later. with a copy of Gyrate Pylon's debut. I played the record ragged. Pylon were clearly every bit as wonderful as R.E.M. said they were. I've loved them ever since.
In 1992 I went to New York City for the first time to see my brother Michael. Typically for Michael this entailed living and working out of a fabulous brownstone building in Greenwich Village. He never did and still never does anything by halves.
I used the opportunity to get myself a copy of Pylon's fabulous sophomore album Chomp. I've played Gyrate and Chomp regularly ever since.
Now Pylon are back. Or at least Vanessa Briscoe Hay their singer is, With Pylon Reenactment Society an offshoot band and a new record Magnet Factory.
Typically ir's every bit as magical, kinetic, danceable and lovable as her first band and their records and performances were,. It's like an incredible swimming pool slide that you get to the bottom of in childhood and are so thrilled in every ounce of your being that you race immediately back to the stairwell because all you want is to do it all again.
Wednesday, February 14, 2024
1984 Singles # 7 Lloyd Cole & the Commotions
' 'her never born child still haunts her as she speeds down the freeway...'
I consider myself incredibly fortunate to have experienced Aztec Camera's High Land, Hard Rain when it came out. I was 17. I'd say that it's the finest album ever made about the experience of being 17. Just when I was recovering from that and heading towards university along came Lloyd Cole & The Commotions with Rattlesnakes the best album ever made about being 19 and on your way to university. Meanwhile I also had R.E.M, The Smiths, The Go Betweens, and the Triffids. Your life and all your aspirations, everywhere you wanted to go and everything you wanted to be being soundtracked by some of the most emotive and substantiated guitar music ever made..
Lloyd Cole is probably not for everyone. Some might consider him precious and awkward. But most of us go through a phase in our late teenage years when precious and awkward is precisely what we are. When we talk just that bit too loud in bookshops and exhibitions because we are desperate to impress and charm. I've never heard an artist who quite nails this moment so many of us go through quite as well as Lloyd does. Oh sure Lou perhaps.But then Cole is an incredible composite of what made and still make Warhol Lou and Blonde on Blonde Bob's personas gifts and sensibilities which will always keep on givimg.
Perfect Skin, Rattlesnakes and Forest Fire, the three singles plucked from Rattlesnakes the album, all deserve an essay to themselves. But I'm going for Rattlesnakes. It shows off Neil Clarke, Cole's guitar sidekick at his suavest and sleekest.It has a tune as beautiful as the beautiful girls you meet when you're 18. It has three verses of lines you wish you'd written. It's three and a half minutes long for god's sake. It's as good as guitar driven, literate and independent pop singles get. What do you mean you don't like it. Well it looks like we can't be friends then.
500 Greatest Albums of the 1980s ... Ranked! # 463 They Might Be Giants - Lincoln
Dweebs with short attention spans. Melodically diverting sometimes but I find myself unable to stick with this for long before these people give me a headache..
Song(s) of the Day # 3,648 Belair Lip Bombs
There are times in life where it pays to stop racing forward relentlessly. To stop fretting about what the latest hot release might be and consider what you might have missed in recent weeks and months.
Today's burning issue. Who are the latest young guitar turks off the quite remarkable Melbourne Guitar Turk Conveyor Belt. That truly is a musical phenomenon that's a wonder to behold,
Melbourne's LYGTs appear to be Belair Lip Bombs who inturns out dropped their bombs between the minarets at some point in 2023 with debut album Lush Life .
It's terrific stuff. I guess you could attach the dreadded label Post Punk, but it's probably just as much New Wave which frankly is a much more attractive proposition given how overused the former expression hs been over the last five years.
Lead singer Maisie comes on half Courtney and half Amyl from the Sniffers. The band have one wail of a time backing her up. They sound as if having fun is theor immediatem urgent priority which is always great. The record in time honoured Melbourne fashion is a beaut. Part of me wishes I was living in Melbourne.
Tuesday, February 13, 2024
500 Greatest Albums of the 1980s ... Ranked! # 464 Joe Jackson - Night & Day
Joe Jackson was an interesting if slightly variable proposition. His voice for example was not always the strongest. His songs were similar propositions. But he was admirable at least in his determination to map his own course rather than drift along in Costello's slipstream, Night & Day had a lot going for it.
1984 Singles # 8 Bronski Beat
'You leave in the morning with everything you own in a little black case,,,'
The Eighties were a breakthrough decade if you were gay or lesbian as well as being incredibly tough. The Murdoch press were savage and condemning. Coming Out was a big deal and many preferred not to do so and who could blame them. This was often the case with highly public figures. Rock Hudson. Freddie Mercury. George Michael.
Jimmy Sommerville was upftont about who he was right from the start. Bronski Beat's debut Smalltown Boy remains an incredible song and statement that meant everything to many. You just need to listen to the lyrics, The tune is something else.
Song(s) of the Day # 3,647 Velvet Trip
This is the dawning of the age of Aus Aquarius.Velvet Trip a couple of spaced out looking Australian dudes in long hair and even longer smocks. Songs that seem to start from the same branches of the tree as The Byrds did and fly to a place that is blissed out. Far out. Stoned. Immaculate.
This New Hippie thing can be a bit variable. Apart from the immediate fact that some of these people don't actually look that great. .It offers a lot of scope for chancers who've watched Easy Riders one too many times and not recognised that the words coming out of the mouths of the Peter Fonda and Dennis Hopper characters don't actually sound all that great now. Even if they still look ok. Collectives taking their cue from photos or promos of Sly & The Family Stone and drawing the conclusion that 'We could be like that.' I'm not sure how to tell you this guys. That's Sly & The Family Stone.
. When approached with genuine inventive wit and most importantly the realisation that this needs to take us somewhere new, taking a Retro approach can result in thrilling achievement. Tame Impala are possibly the most immediate 'recent' examples of this. Even they've come across as slightly tired and lacking in inspiration of late.
Elsewhere, things can get pretty dire. I was rather taken aback by Brittany Howard's startling, but not in a good way, What Now last week. Sometimes New Hippie translates better as New Lazy. All gestures and third hand attitudes. No actual tunes. Just a bunch of afros and thai dai. and slightly oddly whiffy incense sticks.
This relentless Retroism almost a longing for Sixties experience has been going on for decades now.'Stone Roses. Lenny Kravitz. Primal Scream. I've listened to Velvet Trip's Harmony Blooms a couple of times, I'd say it's better as a background piece after a proper walk in sunshine, arriving home as the sun starts its descent while you make a cup of tea and enjoy a hot cross bun.. It's slightly soft and insubstantial on headphones.The jury remained out. Eventually I lost patience and put an old Air album on.
Monday, February 12, 2024
Helado Negro - PHASOR
I like records that sound like they're floating or drifting in space. OK Spiritualised I guess meet the criteria though they're going about it in a slightly obvious manner. Can. Sun Ra. Funkadelic. Records that appear set adrift frrom their moorings like Tintin and The Thompson Twins in Explorers on the Moon when their rocket ship finds itself beyond the earth's atmosphere and the rules of gravity no longer apply..
Helado Negro's new record PHASOR sounds very much as if it's floating in space for the whole of its 9 song 35 minute duration. It Starts has history with Helado. I've liked previous records from him down the years and I cerainly like this. A lot.
Negro is sometimes billed as a Sound Artist whatever that is. His music certainly doesn't restrict itself to immediate categorisation. He's a modern artist. The Guardian describes him as 'like hearing Arthur Russell play a Macbook instead of a cello.'
This has a delightfully playful Hispanic Space Age edge. It's easy listening in the respect that it's very easy to listen to certainly not that it's bland or lazy in any respect. Quite the opposite. So fix yourself tostado con tomate, aceite y jamon. Y relajate.' Damos y caballeros. Estamos flotando en el espacio.'
500 Greatest Albums of the 1980s ... Ranked! # 465 World Party - Private Revolution
I found this an odd and rather unappealing Q Magazine endorsed experience at the time. I had the same impression trying to listen again to it this morning, I didn't get far. It struck me as the kind of brash, loud Pop music thet play on Breakfast Shows to wake their poor listeners up. Force jollity,
1984 Singles # 9 Chaka Khan
Well it's Chaka Khan isn't it. She's a force of nature . I probably barely noticed this at the time. I was more interested in pale types with angular guitar sounds and great book collections. Forty years on I would now struggle to explain why I think this is so great. There are certain kinds of music I can appreciate but not really describe why I appreciate them so much. These include Dance music, Jazz and for some reason Elvis Costello. Sometimes it's enough just to listen to something. Then put it on again.
Song(s) of the Day # 3,646 Kali Malone
'The World is yours.' NAS
I bought NAS's fabulous debut album Illmatic on bootlegged cassette in 1995 when I was living and working in Warsaw at a point where it still seemed like a frontier city. I would stand at tram or bus stops early evening waiting for my ride home on the poorly lit streets of Nowy Swiat or Marzalkowska and things and people would substantiate out of the darkness in the lamplight. It was all in all, a memorable and quite spooky experience.
Illmatic's standout track and the most memorable moment of an ourstanding record is the The World is Yours and most of all the expression itself. 1995 was pre Internet or certainly felt like it. The world still seemed like an incredibly large place which it doesn't really anymore.
Now the world us actually yours. We have access to everything. Certainly sensations. We also have limitless choice.We can hone in on and endlessly indulge obscure obsessions at the click of a mouse. I'm currently obsessing about West German pottery for goodness sake,.Probably driving half of my social media friends half out of their wits. But it's better than going on about football or Donald Trump I've decided. Or how much I love early R.E.M. Anyway I really like West German pottery.
Today's Song(s) of the Day is a good example of that tendency too. Of the way every instinct, no matter how obscure or arcane can be indulged. Everything seems to have become imcredibly niche. Every taste is catered for in the modern marketplace. To all intents and purposes Kali Malone's All Life Long is an album of Gregorian Monk chants and other choral church music if that's how you fancy starting the week. But it's much more than that.
I loved listening to this yesterday and again this morning. I loved its peace and space. Its reflection and wonder and awe. Surrender to this even though it's Monday. It'll make your day. This has magic dust attached to its wings. It'll make your day. Have I already said that.
Malone was born in Colarado and moved to Stockholm to study electro-acoustic composition on 2012. There is further explanation and exploration of what she does and why she does it on her Spotify bio. Really the record itself is all you need. It displays a fantastic and infectious inner calm.
Sunday, February 11, 2024
Revolutionary Spirit - Paul Simpson - # 7 The Durutti Column
Mick Finkler is dumped from the Teardrop Explodes. In Paul's view leaving them as Julian and a bunch of yes men. He remains the coolest person in the room.
1984 Singles # 10 Orange Juice
'Tonight's headline act are Glasgow darlings Orange Juice wuth support from Wild Swans and Mick Head's Pale Fountains. Introducing myself to Orange Juice frontman Edwwyn Collins I politely ask if it would be possible for me to move hust one of their guitar amplofiers a foot ti the right, just for the half hour that his support acts are on, Wuth three bands playing tonight, space onstage is severely limited.
'No,' Edwyn replies frostily. ' You can't.' Hmmm. Not quite the playful kitten portrayed on his record labels then.'
Paul Simpson Revolutionary Spirit
Are you ready kids? We're getting there. It's getting on to mid February and we're coming to the countdown for the Top Ten. Of a chart that doesn't matter or even exist. Except perhaps in my head. And we start that Top Ten countadown.... with.... Orange Juice.
Does it matter whether Pop Stars are nice? Not at all. Why should it? Pop stars have one responsibiity and one only and that is to inspire. To do something we can't do. Or inspire us to try. I heard a story about one of the Pop Stars yet to come on here who went in to a bar one evening off his head and smashed someone else's head brutally down in the bar. And then walked out.
Does it make me like this person. No it doesn't. Does it make me want to meet them? No it doesn't. Does it make me want to stop listening to their records. Of course it bloody doesn't. In some ways these Pop Stars are their records. The gigs they play. And the things they say in the music papers.
Edwym Collins is one of the best Pop Stars these isles or anywhere else ever had. In Orange Juice he only really had one hit. As a solo artist he had another one. But there has never been anyone quite like him and there never will be. Cue the record. One of his best.
Song(s) of the Day # 3,645 Metro Verlaine
The hottest Rock & Roll Combo from Evreux Normandy come on all French on latest album Pop Sauvage. This record is big, bright, shiny and extremely Poppy. I like it very much in the same way that I loved another big bright Poppy record. Mattiel's Georgia Gothic a couple of years back.
Some records just exist for the visceral thrill. They're not particularly bothered about being held dear by the cool set. They just want to put their foot on the gas and head into the fast lane. Pop Sauvage.is just such a record.
Check out the sleeve. It's so wonderful. And very, very French. A cool couple Metro Verlaine we assume on a motor velo. Not bothering with helmets. Female vocalist steering.
I was reminded of thise fabulous moments of French Eighties cinema. Diva, Subway, Betty Blue.Genuine freedom. Everything I love about French Chic and cool is on display. Serge, Francoise, Jcques. This nods to the past. Then zooms off into the future.
Saturday, February 10, 2024
500 Greatest Albums of the 1980s ... Ranked! # 467 Scientist - Scientist Rids The World of The Evil Curse of the Vampires
This sounds exactly, but exactly as you would expect it to sound. Time to chill our and roll up a big doobie I suspect.
1984 Singles # 11 The Chills
Peter Weir's 1989 movie Dead Poet's Society is a favourite of mine for any number of reasons and one I return to and watch again at least once a year. It's not a film without flaws. It's perfectly possible to criticise it. More than that, to damn it quite savagely if that's what you wish to do. But I think it examines a number of essential and central life issues and never comes to a completely satisfactory answer to any of them. It makes you think about your life and the world you live in. The definition of a good film in my book.
I think there are two central dilemmas at work within it. It's an examination of the adolescent state when we are in some ways at our most interesting and creative, but also most malleable and impressionable. And secondly What makes a Good Teacher? and What Makes a Bad One? Is John Keating a good teacher? Or a dreadful, manipulative and irresponsible one?
I'm a teacher myself and have been since I graduated in 1990 and will be until I retire or perhaps until I die, so the latter issue continues to intrigue me. Dunedin band The Chills were concerned with the former, when they wrote, worked up, recorded and released their best known song Pink Frost in 1984.
Pink Frost is the song the band are best known for but I don't think it's necessarily typical of their exceptional body of work down the years. There's darkness elsewhere but largely I listen to their records for the glorious celebratory escape they offer. Into the blessed state of childhood.
Pink Frost is something quite different. It's existential dread with a sweet tune. The story of a death in a forest of a young girl. A death that the narrator of the story is clearly implicated in. Possibly responsible for. The song explores this moment and its implications. It's just over four minutes long and it's a complete masterpiece. Every bit as good as a Dostoevsky short story. Songs can't be that? Sorry, you're not listening properly. Get your ears adjusted immediately.
Of course, the exercise I'm engaged in here is a slightly preposterous one. The Top Fifty Songs of 1984 when I was eighteen and became 19 in September. Mostly my countdown involves artists that never got anywhere close to the actual charts at the time. Generally because they were far too good for it. Really I should be listening to Go West and Thompson Twins records because they more accurately reflect the Pop marketplace of the time.
But I thought Go West and Thompson Twins were crap at the time and I'm not particularly interested in listening to them now, except perhaps to point a haughty, snobbish and slightly wrinkled finger at them. My side won guys regardless of your actual bank accounts. The Chills Rule! Of course you know, this song actually made the Top Ten. It peaked at Number Seven towards the end of January. Great records should always make the Top Ten. In my head all of The Chills records did. What does reality matter,
Song(s) of the Day # 3,644 Brittany Howard
I like Fridays. For obvous reasons. The same reasons why everybody likes Fridays. But more than that.It's Record Release Day. Almost like Christmas. It sounds glib but it's a genuine opportunity to unwrap new gifts..
I went to Brittany Howard's latest first yesterday. I liked Alabama Shakes and there's been stuff on her previous records that leapt out at me in a good way. But I must say I find her new album What Now a very odd proposition indeed. It's a weird one and no mistake.
It screams SOUL at you from start to finish. More than that Hippie Soul. From the slightly startling cover with Brittany collapsed in a verdant field in a huge floppy multicoloured dress in thin shades. Her afro unkempt and looking like it could do with theimmediate attention of a stiff wire brush.
Frankly she looks like she's been dumped on the side of the highway in the middle of a mescaline trip on the Magic Trip by the Merry Pranksters because she was frightening them all so much. The one thing she doesn't look is happy. She looks like she needs the urgent attention of a paramedic frankly.
Then you listen to the record. It's even odder than the record sleeve. There aren't many songs here actually. It's just a series of wild Hippie Soul gestures and exhortations. A series of whoops and shrieks of the kind you associate most immediately with Prince or Sly & The Family Stone records. Ir else people enjoying making love.
But there they're things to genuinely celebrate and immerse yourself in. Because they're in service to the greater picture and are essential components of quite mindblowing celebratory tracks and albums.Of Experences. Not the case with What Now at all. Here they're just spare parts. If this is an IKEA assemble yourself rainbow, good luck trying to put it together.
It just doesn't work I'm afraid. If I'm missing some tracks that work I apologise. I've been blinded by too many on my first couple of plays that quite obviously don't in any way. Sorry Brittany, my advice would be, come down from your trip and start again from scratch.
Friday, February 9, 2024
500 Greatest Albums of the 1980s ... Ranked! # 468 The King of Luxembourg - Royal Bastard
Divine Comedy's louche attention seeking cousin. I tired of it after a few tracks.
1984 Singles # 12 Madness
'If there's one thing that's worse than a murderer. It's a dirty rotten stinking grass...'
Madness remained good. Even when they outgrew their baggy trousers and moved into suit, shirts and ties. The adult.Their chart positions faltered but that was the general public's failing and not theirs. People don't always like it when bands or artists move from the easily processed to the slightly more chzllenging. Demanding some input and active appreciation from the audience. Moving beyond the school Disco. Witness what happened to Squeeze, The Undertones or The Beat, whose chart positions suffered between '82 and '84 even though the quality of the prouct remained high,
Michael Caine came out in January 1984 and hung around the charts for a couple of months. Singles use to do that in those days. It peaked at Number 11. But its influence has outlasted its immediate historical moment. It's a song it's always a pleasure to hear. It has a melancholy, ruminative edge to it. The melody and lyrics are a cut above the average, I always love putting it on jukeboxes. It's a reminder of craftsmanship. Of an Englishness it's OK to like. In fact more than that, worthwhile being proud of.
Madness of course are London boys. They formed in Camden Town. They grew up in tight knit extended families. They all had grans telling them about what it was like in the Thirties or during the war. Mums and Dads who brought them up with The Beatles, The Stones and most of all those Ska, Soul amd Kinks singles. You can hear Ray Davies in what they do. Constantly.
Madness Videos were a treat from the start. Snapshots of London life.Feasts of detail. Mini Ealing Studios masterpieces. Wit, wisdom but often moments of sadness too. The Michael Caine promo is a particular treat. It has the man himself. It has Nigel Green, Major Dalby from The Ipcress File. Sat around in a darkened room with the boys in shorts, suits and ties watching black and white footage on a big reeled projector. All a bit sinister this time round.
The song seems to be about The Troubles. The Troubles were an ongoing shadow over proceedings growing up in Britain in the Seventies or Eighties. Permanent storm clouds overhead. Approaching storms, They was something on the news most evenings. Shootings, explosions, kneecappings, trials, Long Kesh, ructions. My mother as a social worker had clients who were hardened IRA guys in Wormwood Scrubs in the mid Seventies. You were used to it all. Bobby Sands, Ian Paisley, Gerry Adams.
Madness made light of it. Light Entertainment. But you knew instinctively they were getting serious on some levels this time round. That's what the charts were for really. Regardless of what Dave Lee Travis might have to say about the matter. What did the Hairy Cornflake ever know about anything anyway.
Song(s) of the Day # 3,643 Den Der Hale
We're going to wait 'til the midnight hour. When there's no one else around. Then head down to the nearest cemetery dressed all in black and shake, rattle and roll our chains to our heart's content. February 2024 Soundtrack to this time honoured ritual. Den Der Hale.
Swedish Post Psyche out of Malmo. Take a look at this sorry gang of dimestore hoods. They're Andy's Babies lets put it that way. Brian Jonetown's Massacre's misbegotten children. Latest album Pastoral Light finds them setting their controls for the heart of the sun. You're not getting there in those shades and tight fitting leather troosers you Scandinavian jessies.
What Post Psyche means when its at home is anybody's guess. I guess it's just another way of saying it's getting incredibly late in the day. That's another question but Den Der Hale have certainly listened to the right records and crammed for their exams in earnest.
Burning the midnight oil and reaping the rewards on exam day.Den Der Hale make a righteous, unholy row. I know my Suicide. My BJM. My Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and Black Angels. I know all that. I like all this.
The record has a creepy sleeve with a severed looking arm lain out on a wheel of descending slightly intimidating cycles which Andre Breton himself might have given the Surrealist Library stamp of cultural approval.
Everybody cut out for a bohemian destiny needs to go through this phase at some point in their early adulthood . Den Der Hale are intent on going through theirs right now. A thoroughly good time having a thoroughly bad time is had by one and all involved. Me too. Excellent excorcism and no mistake.
Thursday, February 8, 2024
Future Islands - People Who Aren't There Anymore
I've been playing Baltimore's Future Islands latest record People Who Aren't There Anymore on a fairly regular basis over the last couple of weeks. On my headphones. On my television while I've been preparing food.
Ir's alright. But it hasn't really stuck with me. It strikes me as accessible, slightly alternative Pop noise. The kind of thing someone of my slightly advancing years would risk a jig on the dancefloor late in the evening to and try not to embarrass my children or nephews and nieces.
There's something vaguely oriental about it all. I couldn't put that into words. It's just the way it sounds. The way Japan albums were consiously structured and presented to make you think of the oriental.
It's a nice enough record. But like I said it doesn't really stick. Pop is like that sometimes. There are a couple of songs I'll put on playlists.
500 Greatest Albums of the 1980s ... Ranked! # 469 Lush - Scar
In the Spring of 1990 as I finlly approached the end of my degree course, I went with my good mate Andy to see an intriguing 4AD double bill at the Arts Centre in Norwich. Lush were playing with Pale Saints.
It was a very memorable and exciting evening and I've been fond of both bands since. I went out and bought the records they were touring in support of. Lush's Scar still sounded beautiful, brittle but nursing a quiet defiance. Pre-Raphaelite, Independent wonder.
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1984 Singles # 13 Prefab Sprout
'Oh no. Don't blame Mexico. That's a feast that the whisky priest, may yet have to forego...'
Witton Gilbert's Prefab Sprout flexed their puny County Durham muscles in a bid for immortality on Kitchenware Records with a single that was clearly about.... the plotline of Graham Greene's 1940 novel The Power & the Glory. So you get a tilt at the charts that concerns itself with a Catholic priests crisis of faith on a war torn skyline.
The song also tries to do Pop but whichever way you look at it it's bloody odd Pop. I remember catching it on The Tube knowing nothing at all about the band and thinking, 'What on earth is that?' Watching this intense bunch emoting this song on beaches and clifftops.
They certainly weren't going to pay this on the Gary Davis, 'Ooo Gary Davis' show. At lunchtime on Radio One.It was all rather magical anyhow. A song which ran on its own internal batteries and vision. Paddy and the boys went on to Steve McQueen in 1985 which made everyone sit up and pay attention.
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