A BBC found this to be music to help him through the lockdown, and ended up doing a profile on what was known of her. Lovely enough for me to get the album.
"...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."
That first song was a big, cheesy load of yuck. I lasted about 40 seconds.
The second song has long been a favorite of mine, even out of a ton of Julian Cope songs that I love.
Some fun facts:
Cope changed the spelling from Trampoline to Trampolene as a homage to Chuck Berry's Maybelene (sp?) He wanted the song to sound like ZZ Top covering Chuck Berry.
Of the other musicians featured, bassist James Eller later joined The The, drummer Chris Whitten later joined Paul McCartney's Flowers era band (nice work if you can get it.) Lead guitarist Donald Skinner has a long and complex history with Cope dating back to the very start of Cope's solo career (for those not in the know, Cope had originally been the lead singer of the New Wave band Teardrop Explodes. Duran Duran considered TX the only serious threat to their ascension; they needn't have worried, because TX...well, imploded quickly.
The shooting of the video for Trampolene was not fun. Cope was trying to stay off drugs, but some bright spark snuck cocaine onto the set, and everyone copped an attitude.
Thoth, Supergrass was one of those groups that I wanted to like, that I tried to like, but in the end I just had to admit I don't like.
Maybe it was a generational thing, maybe also a North/South thing. I do like this tuneful bunch of scruffs, who were older and from the North. In fact, I listened to their album in its entirety just a few days ago.
I skipped past one of theirs just yesterday. It's invariably There She goes. Released and rereleased as their momentum sifted away and other bands, influenced by them, took different directions. I think in the end, even some of the La's got bored of it, and went off to form Cast.
"...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."
Since we're oop norf, here's something different from the above that comes from a Sunderland group called the Cornshed Sisters. Saccharine sentiment warning on lyrics. It was written during lockdown somewhere in Bonnie Scotchland. But I got a nice '80s feel from the music. Lovely and poppy.
"...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."
Getting some late night airplay, in the cool spots at the Beeb in the last few days, are Naked Roommate. Album's out at the start of September, and so I'll have to make do with this live version for now...
Not lost on me that this was at the Rickshaw stop.
"...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."