Sounds like The Pastels to me. Magical.
And now I’ve found this, and I’m more than happy. For this is how I remember Olympia, WA. Ask any of my old friends. Magical.
If they charge by the rhyme, you couldn’t afford the Album. If they charge by the joy, it couldn’t even be sold. This is museum quality joy.
People think now that New Wave means Duran Duran or some shite, but in reality it was this: laddish power-pop, with its roots firmly in the Herman’s Hermits and Small Faces of the past, and totally confused about how it should view the present.
Immolation and insulation and isolation and imagination. The opposite of sex. Serious music for serious people.
Regret and defiance and wit will only get you so far. As will the melancholy blues, baby.
I thought it’d be a good behind-the-scenes look at what goes on at Collapse Board
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that this 1.08 minutes is why I love Sinéad O’Connor so.
Sure, we’re open to bribery here at Collapse Board. Isn’t everyone in the music industry?