I had Pure on a few weeks ago. I really liked Sense from the next album and the Life of Riley.
I remember a punk/post punk series of interviews and someone mentioning that the person she knew would do well was Ian Broudie. He was constantly working away trying to improve, while some of the others really didn't have that kind of drive at all.
"...not having to believe in a thing to be interested in it and not having to explain a thing to appreciate the wonder of it."
After the teardrop...well exploded, I only really knew Cope from World Shut Your Mouth. Good single, which I kept seeing him perform on some elaborate chair thing. Then seemingly nothing.
I next heard about him when he released his book The Modern Antiquarian. It's that kind of work I know him best for now.
"...not having to believe in a thing to be interested in it and not having to explain a thing to appreciate the wonder of it."
Cope's solo career is basically three phases, divided roughly by decade: there's the 80s, when he was burning with a creative fire but didn't quite know what he was doing or what he wanted to be. That's actually his best work, IMO; there's the 90s, where's he's much more self-assured, but also too much crustiness for me; and there's the 00s to date, where he no longer worries about meeting the masses halfway, real love-it-or-hate it stuff -- I, sad to say, hate it.
The Cope albums I'd recommend without hesitation are his first two, "World Shut Your Mouth" (which, cheekily, doesn't have that song on it), and "Fried." The third one, ("Saint Julian", which did have "WSYM"), is half a great album, half uninspired. Of the 90s stuff, "Peggy Suicide", "20 Mothers", and "Interpreter" still get the occassional spin from me.
[quote=Fanfic Lady]The Cope albums I'd recommend without hesitation are his first two, "World Shut Your Mouth" (which, cheekily, doesn't have that song on it)/quote]
That's naughty. Way to mess with people looking to pick up your album, just for that one.
"...not having to believe in a thing to be interested in it and not having to explain a thing to appreciate the wonder of it."
IIRC, all he had at first was the title, which was a favorite expression of one of the Liverpool scenesters. He wrote the song either right before the WSYM album or right after, but didn't record it until after the Fried album.
Well, I just got home with a crate full of LPs given to me by a co-worker, most of which are 80s rock, so I guess that's what I'll listening to for the next few weeks. So far all 65 of them look to be in excellent condition (except for one that is missing its cover and is covered with dust).
First comic books ever bought: A DC four-for-47-cents grab bag that included Adventure #331. The rest is history.
Well, I just got home with a crate full of LPs given to me by a co-worker, most of which are 80s rock, so I guess that's what I'll listening to for the next few weeks. So far all 65 of them look to be in excellent condition (except for one that is missing its cover and is covered with dust).
I have a couple milk crates in the garage, along with a rather at one time middlin to high end stereo/amp/player that will probably never again see the light of day. I think I have Saturday Night Fever, lol.
Today, to celebrate the release of Morrissey's autobiography on the American side of the Atlantic, I had an all-day musical Moz-a-thon, playing in chronological order:
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