The aural nightmare that was the 1980s. Remembering having to live through it still makes my blood boil. Wall to wall thump-clap-thump-clap pew-pew-pew elevator muzak, a decade of all high-profile, heavily-promoted big-label music catering exclusively to simple-minded 12 year-olds on the one hand and pensioners of an exceptionally nervous disposition on the other. (Even the stuff that wasnt actually so bland it was offensive all-too-often simply failed to engage my passions -that much -and no more- is down to me, certainly, and the vagaries of personal taste. Reggaes still a mystery to me: a frustrating brick wall with no doors or windows I can find; metals perceived as a shallow paddling pool filled with noisy toddlers in the safety of someones back garden; not for me but I do get what the weans are getting out of it.) If you hunted and searched and turned a blind ear to TV and daytime radio you could still -with effort and sometimes by accident- find the odd, all-too frequently isolated and lonely thing that made the blood pound and the heart soar. Sometimes even a band consistently ploughing a lonely furrow at cross-purposes to what the industry told us we really wanted to hear. Or at the very least, there were those fun-few who got you singing along. In the realms of such sing-a-longs (and a thing I first heard by accident thanks to Subterraneans, indeed, IIRC it was the very reason I subsequently became a regular) theres this... youtu.be/INnFvMgET1E
Posted on: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 09:18:10 +0000
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