Image courtesy of my dad (1968) – at least, the card is signed “the mysterios Mr Eggs”, so I hope it was from my dad. I digress; here are some POPular e-worms for you. Thanks to all contributors and keep’em coming to firstname.lastname@example.org
Frente – Horrible – severin: I only knew of this Australian band because they recorded a version of “Let The Sun Shine In” for the “Saturday Morning” compilation CD of tunes from Kids’ cartoons. Bought the 1996 album “Shape”, played it once and forgot about it. Recently rediscovered and very lovely it is too. This track was released as a single. It did not chart in Oz or anywhere else to my knowledge. It should have.
Oranger – Mike Love, Not War – Panthersan: Summer has arrived in Japan with a vengeance this week so I was scouring the shelf for something summery when I came across an album that I’d pretty much forgotten I even owned! This is the opening track and it’s not a typo, it’s a pun! (apologies for the skips).
The Pet Shop Boys and “Where The Streets Have No Name”: CaroleB: The PSBs are pop geniuses, I think and I defy anyone to remain unmoved by this U2 cover version. It destroys the original and takes the thing to a whole new place. Peerless.
Bronski Beat – Junk – DsD: To all those of you that I inflicted this on t’other week, all I can offer is my apologies . . . “with bits of egg!”
Dub Mafia – Under the Radar – Abahachi: It’s not exactly a tradition yet, but once again I’ve been to Glastonbury and encountered an artist I’d never heard of before – for me, that’s a major part of the fun. Bristol’s Dub Mafia were fabulous on the Sunday morning; on record there’s not as much bass as I’d like, and probably too much guitar, but this is still a great song in a genre I normally pass by. You’re all gonna hate it…
Disclosure – When A Fire Starts To Burn – tincanman: There’s been some troublemaking in the media about British brothers Guy and Howard Lawrence, possibly because it’s “only” Electronic Dance Music. Or maybe its jealousy because their creativity is kicking the poop out of more sophistcated genres. Get your groove on.