Continuing in the same old vein, the prissy stalk through early/mid ’90’s musical cul-de sac entertainment. Long hair that wafted in a breeze scented patchouli, and evenings following the same old alignment – The Evening Session, then John Peel, and finally the forced march up the hill to the town’s bedraggled student club; witching hours of snakebite and black for a solitary pound (regardless if it was “indie” or “rock” night, the DJ would never fail to play “Head Like a Hole”. It became like a mantra, something we’d joke about, intrinsically reliable against all the buzz and haze).
Two tracks below the words. ‘Popscene’ is a busy sound. but revealing Blur in a low orbit, a single without an album to provide the backdrop. However, it’s still before all of that mockney Britpop Phil Daniels nonsense, which makes it worth listening to – even if that listen is partly fuelled by the whisperings of gentle reminiscence (‘Caramel’, a much later, textured, interesting track, might – just might – creep into the Festive Fifty. I guess it all depends upon what mood I’m in when we arrive at #47 and it’s a coin toss between that and dentist drill Prokoviev).
Bristol art rock for number two, the criminally under-rated Blue Aeroplanes. Sometimes you fall in love with a record, only for your head to be turned by something transient yet shiny soon after, a dumb single featuring a pretty young thing on vocals, pouting and sultry and all that. I’m not sure that I’d employ the adjective ‘important’ in regards to ‘Broken and Mended’, but it’s powerful, has depth in that indie musak fashion, and I feel somewhat churlish that my focus subsequently wandered, that this record has remained so distant from stereo happenings in the Lazer Guided Melody compound for so long. Time to make amends.
Blur / Popscene
The Blue Aeroplanes / Broken and Mended