Sunday, October 27, 2024

No one that survived this hurricane would dare deny...

From 1986.  The second album from Placentia, CA's finest. 

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The Fat Lady Sings - Fear and Favour 7" (1986, Good Vibrations)

One of my more recent bargain-bin scoops.  Despite the copyright date, The Fat Lady Sings were not lumped in with the usual C86 crowd (i.e. Primal Scream, Close Lobsters, Pastels) perhaps due to their initial locale of Dublin, yet judging by these two numbers they were aesthetically playing in the same ballpark.  TFLS bore a mildly pastoral bent, say in the manner of the Weather Prophets and Housemartins, and might even tickle the same eardrums Aztec Camera made such a vivid impression with.  "Fear and Favour" was the band's first record, coming together mere months after they had formed, and has me piqued to investigate what they came up with subsequently.  

A. Fear and Favour
B. Wishing Well

Saturday, October 26, 2024

Primary Colors - s/t ep (1983, Urbanoise)

In doing what little research I could on this quartet, it was unsurprisingly revealed that there were multiple bands over the years running around with the moniker Primary Colors.  This one presumably hailed from Boston, MA or nearby environs and released this single ep.  Quintessential synth-pop, but with discernable socio-political themes, mildly suggesting an emerging technocratic world.  In short, there isn't a "Just Can't Get Enough" in this comparatively pensive bouquet, and that's absolutely fine by me.  The one comparison I stumbled on that was leveled at these guys was Illustrated Man, if that means anything to you.  With the exception of the icy, quasi-Dadaistic "Original Sin," I enjoyed this one.  

01. Fact or Fiction
02. Notorious
03. Small World
04. Original Sin
05. Fiction (reprise) 

Sunday, October 20, 2024

Then Jerico - Before the Future: 1984-1989 (2024, Cherry Red) - A brief review.

So, me and my extended family were late in getting MTV, and for that matter, cable TV writ large.  In fact we were a good six long years-late to be exact.  The higher-ups in my household finally relented in the summer of 1987, and between that time right up until the mid-90s I was practically glued to eMpTVy.  MTV News, including a 30-minute weekly incarnation thereof was a thing by early 1988 (if not earlier - but how would my deprived eyes have known)?  I don't remember the month, but sometime that year it was a slow news week for the channel in question, and some filler was needed to flesh out said half-hour. Am not sure if payola was still in the ether circa '88 but the endcap for this particular week was a five minute puff piece on three up-and-coming UK artists.  The lucky trifecta entaild the boy-bandish Wet Wet Wet whose album, Popped in Souled Out, wasn't going to be popping in or out of my cassette deck anytime soon.  Next up was none other than a pre-stardom Rick Astley, a young man with vocal superpowers to be certain, but it was clear that this carefully coifed and polished lad would hardly represent anything heroic to my discriminating eardrums.  

To my good fortune, the remaining contender, Then Jerico wasn't as quick to excise the last distinguishing marks of rock and roll as thoroughly as the aforementioned, and in fact impressed me enough to plunk down the better part of $10 for the stateside release of their debut, First (The Sound of Music).  Their comparative stature to Mr. Astley, and even that of flash-in-pan saps Wet³ was diminished in their native England, and held a virtually non-existent presence in North America...but I couldn't have been more delighted to have TJ all to myself.  As luck would have it, we can all partake in the privilege of indulging in Then Jerico's entire '80s output, as Cherry Red has assembled a four CD box set, Before the Future 1984-1989, encompassing the band's classic first album, it's 1989 follow-up, The Big Area, plus two entire CDs worth of surrounding singles, b-sides, remixes and even a cluster of early demos.

With sizable nods to Simple Minds, as well as lesser concessions to the likes of Duran Duran and U2 (the more preferable eras of all three I might emphasize), The Mark Shaw-fronted Then Jerico usually functioned as a five-piece and wielded a 50/50 sonic wallop of keys and guitars to match their manpower.  No, this wasn't quite new wave, rather an advanced outgrowth thereof, buttressed with a manicured fury of dense, robust arrangements, a flair for the dramatic and colored with somewhat opaque socio-political themes.  Heck, even the album title alone, First (The Sound of Music), reeked of ambition and sophistication.  A volley of singles from the effervescent album in question commenced with 1986's "Muscle Deep" (reissued as a single for a second go-around in '87) , "Let Her Fall," "The Motive," "Prairie Rose," and finally "Blessed Days," the latter for  TJ's Japanese market exclusively it appears. Sweeping, anthemic, yet wholly benevolent and above all else, melodically captivating, First... is practically a salvo of greatest hits unto itself.  Not quite on the level of say, the Joshua Tree or Songs From the Big Chair, First.. but merely a rung or two down on the same ladder, deftly avoiding any ostentatious or preachy pitfalls.  It's an unheralded classic with even it's deepest cuts, specifically "The Laughter Party" and "A Quiet Place (Apathy and Sympathy)" landing as effectively as it's more renown singles.   

The version of First... presented on Before the Future, is sensibly enough the original British iteration of the album.  When First... saw the light of day in America in 1988 several tracks were remixed, the U.S. variants thereof are included as bonuses here - and there's gobs more on top of that, with all the contemporary extras from the album occupying not one or two CDs, but would you believe three all told?  We're treated to TJ's excellent premiere independent 12" "The Big Sweep," circa 1985 and it's follow-up, "Fault." From there on ...Future leaves virtually no stone-unturned, catching every solitary non-LP b-side (including gems like "Searching" and "Electric"), remixes of the more danceable cuts, and a plethora of single edits.  It's a bit overkill, and the sequencing/intermingling a bit dodgy (occasionally separating A-sides and B-sides on different disks), but nothing egregious mind you, and this collection is very much assembled with the completist in mind.  The fourth CD here, dubbed From the Vaults, houses something I've been craving for an eternity- demos for roughly half of First... Early takes of "Let Her Fall," "The Hitcher," and "The Motive" aren't necessarily raw or rough-hewn, per se, but certainly presented in an interesting embryonic context, and worth my decades-long wait.     

Still possessing a healthy quotient of the grandiose sweep that imbued much of First..., TJ's 1989 sophomore effort, The Big Area is by significant degrees more of a commercial venture, demonstrating a tighter and more lucid approach, and notably guitar-centric. Even when the emotional pull isn't as evident as before, Mark Shaw & Co. don't yank the rug out from underneath much of anything, rather Jerico's collective stride pursues a comparatively streamlined tact.  And they were still amassing solid material in the shape of "What Does It Take," the pulsing "Helpless," and "Reeling," the latter accented with strings. Six b-sides and such are appendixed to the Big Area CD, including an unlikely reading of Led Zeppelin's "Trampled Underfoot." Considerably uncharacteristic territory for Jerico, but they manage to pull it off.

Overall, Before the Future... makes an exhaustive case for rediscovering Then Jerico's often neglected catalog, and its attendant bells and whistles (not to mention ace remastering) ushers all of the band's missing pieces into the digital era in one succinct space. It's available direct from Cherry RedAmazon. and hopefully a brick and mortar retailer near you.

Can't rest on your laurels now, not when you've got none...

From 1977-78.  The building blocks for arguably the most important post-punk entity ever.  

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Saturday, October 19, 2024

FAQ - Pre-Pay (1990, Spikey Music)

Granted, I realize skate-punk isn't on everyone's musical itinerary, but I thought this would still be worth pitching to you.  FAQ's cheeky anacronym (Foolish American Quartet) belies a slightly more serious m.o. than you might wager on this Kalamazoo bunch, who largely sidestep straight-up hardcore in favor of something more tuneful.  The band's lone full-length concedes more to the likes of 7 Seconds (think Soulforce Revolution era), early Shades Apart, Porcelain Boys, and even '80s Doughboys than say, Suicidal Tendencies.  Pre-Pay, FAQ's lone full length kicks off with a trio of recommendable slammers, commencing with "Rules We Bend," exuding no shortage of posi-core affectations.  This platter isn't without some filler, and arguably would have been stronger were it whittled down to a more consistent ep, but Pre-Pay's more satisfactory moments make it worth bellying up to the cashier.  One final thought. The main riff in "My Dreams" faintly resembles that of Hüsker Dü's "Chartered Trips." Emphasis on the 'faintly' part.  Enjoy (or not).

01. Rules We Bend
02. Two Sides Blind
03. Euthanasia Wishes
04. All in One
05. Stuff
06. Silly Dreams
07. Fly
08. Aerobics in Japan
09. My Dream

Sunday, October 13, 2024

You were my best friend, and I stood there and watched it еnd.

A reissue of this fringe Paisley Underground concern's 1986 LP, that also tacks on an even more effective preceding ep, and some additional swag beyond that. 

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Thursday, October 10, 2024

St. Johnny - High as a Kite (1993, Caroline)

I haven't talked about St. Johnny on these pages, at least not much. These Connecticut by way of NYC noiseniks were worthy of significantly greater attention, both in the blogosphere and generally speaking.  1993's High as a Kite (perhaps these lads were self-referential to their own mental state?) functioned like a bona fide debut album but it actually compiled from a trifecta of early singles and previously unreleased clatter.  And what a glorious din St. Johnny concocted, not unlike equally squalling but tuneful contemporaries Monsterland, Sometime Sweet Susan, and pretty much every other mid-90s headache wallowing in that post-You're Living All Over Me sort of hangover. They were adept enough to insert just enough poignant melody amidst feedback-addled screeds "Stupid" and "Go to Sleep" to get me stoked for their nearly as impressive 1994 premiere LP, Speed is Dreaming, coming down the pike c/o Geffen Records, of all labels.  Some comparatively sensitive, slacker-esque feels were the icing of St. J's dissonant, bittersweet cake.  Again, we should have made them a bigger priority than the vast majority of us did. 

01. Go to Sleep
02. God in My Head
03. Highway
04. Velocity
05. My Father's Father
06. Matador
07. Black
08. Stupid
09. High as a Kite
10. Ashes+Slashes
11. Unclean

Sunday, October 6, 2024

I slept through the thundershowers …the day that she pulled out the flowers.

This is disk five of a six-CD discography box set and not a proper album. I shared one of this band's singles early on in the days of W/O and for whatever the reason decided to yank it.  Truth be told this band recorded several more singles, most of which I didn't get around to digitizing.  Luckily they did that for us. 23 tracks total spanning 1993-97. In addition to the aforementioned 45s it encompasses compilation appearances, the band's second demo tape and unreleased material. In the band's own words, "holy sh%t!"

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Wednesday, October 2, 2024

Hiatus.

Taking this week off. This means no new content until next Mystery Monday.  Cheers.