T’is somewhat bizarre, the anticipatory glances thrown towards records. If you had told me even a few months ago that I’d grow terribly, terribly excited by the prospect of a cover version of ‘Cruel Summer’ – originally heard being amateurishly smeared all over the airwaves by eighties pop harridans Bananarama – I probably wouldn’t have believed you.
But then the name of Aidan Moffat was mentioned in dispatches, and everything fell into place. The art of deconstruction, the warped and burnished approach to reassembly – this couldn’t sound more Scottish if it sloped and staggered around the joint wearing a dishevelled and slightly grubby raincoat, barking out intangible gibberish about Robert Burns in-between the slugs from a bottle of whisky (and yes, I of course mean that with endearment). This is also in record stores right around now. Filed under “pop”.
Bill Wells & Aidan Moffat / Cruel Summer