So it’s not really monday but last week has been really hectic. Well in fact monday was setting orange and today is prickle-prickle so we are no so far apart from our goals!
English music is where the money’s at, I mean all the great periods of music, early psychedelia,glam rock, punk, post punk, madchester, the early 90s house/electronica, britpop and even big beat have produced some of my favorite music.
Standing peculiarly between early psychedelia and punk there are the Soft Boys. These guys released a hundred or so great tracks and then got spread up in bands like Katrina and the Waves (go watch the music video where Katrina walks in sunshine if front of the foggiest bridge of London). Well, I guess they went to Eurovision.
Robyn Hitchcock is supposed to have continued their unique style in his solo career but I don’t have listened to any of his non-Soft Boys songs so I refrain from including him here.
So we get lyrics like:
If your name’s Him then suddenly a whim but you seem to be nowhere at all If your name’s Her than you’re covered with fur and you’re waiting for Him in the hall The stuff that you sell and the way that you smell is to say the least way out of place If I had a choice between the fist and the voice you know I’d push you right out of your face But I don’t mind dressing in green if I thought that you’d understand what I mean
They let it all out and they fuck with your mind.
What if you want some more of the english like hope/depression? They got you covered:
They even have some creepypasta songs.
Laced in dreams of UK’s subcultures I salute you!