Not sure that the worms are all going to the same party this week, but you can make up a love story from the titles … and there’s a poser from tinny – can you name the artist(s)? I shall be offline for a few days so you’ll have to make your own entertainment while I’m gone – meanwhile, please send more worms to firstname.lastname@example.org. Thank you!
She Makes War – Butterflies – bethnoir: Gloom pop? Not sure about the label, but she’s a Bristol based musician who likes many instruments and an indie style of singing.
-??- Go On & Cry – tincanman: The participants went on to become quite famous in different musical ways, but the band itself disbanded before the results of this 1966 Motown recording session could be finished and released.
Spyder Turner – Stand By Me – tincanman: Do we really need to hear yet another ’60’s cover of this? When the singer imitates others who covered it, though – yes we do. (tx @popa2unes)
Viv Albertine – I Want More – abahachi: Reading Viv Albertine’s brilliant memoir Clothes Clothes Clothes Music Music Music Boys Boys Boys – candidate for Book of the Year – not only sent me back to the first Slits album, which I can’t have listened to in twenty years, but prompted exploration of her recent music. Which is brilliant, spiky, funny and sometimes (especially if you’ve read the book and know something of the context) deeply moving. This is one of the funny, spiky ones…
Seasick Steve – That’s All – AliM: “’Freedom’ for most, is just a word, like ‘toast’”. How could I resist?
Vera Lynn – We’ll Meet Again – goneforeign: This might seem an odd candidate for Earworms, but it’s absolutely not! For all of those who lived through WW2 in England it is the ultimate Earworm, almost everyone knew someone, family or friends, to whom the lyrics were appropriate, it’s a classic piece of propaganda music. It’s also perhaps the only piece of music I know that can make me teary eyed and I could sing along at the drop of a hat. I have a specific memory concerning it; my auntie Winnie had taken me to the LMS station in Sheffield for my first unaccompanied train journey, I was leaning out of the window and she was on the platform, she very quietly started to sing this song just for me, I was about 6-7. Indelibly burned into my memory bank.