Monday, 21 May 2018

Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip...

When MrsRobster works on a Saturday, I do the housework. How very modern of me. Once the vacuuming is done, I stick a record on to help me through the rest of it. Saturday is vinyl day, see. This past weekend, for some reason, I wanted to listen to something old that I haven't heard in a while. I chose the first Cure album 'Three Imaginary Boys'. Don't know why, but who needs a reason? It was like listening to something new - I haven't heard most of those songs for so long.  I can't pretend to have bought this when it came out - I was barely 8-years-old. I recall picking it up when I worked in Our Price. I spotted it in a pile of marked-down stock and grabbed it then. It was probably a mid-price reissue rather than an original, but it did have the illustrated insert. I also realised that I had noted down the tracklist on a piece of Our Price notepaper, being that the album itself doesn't contain any song names whatsoever. Instead we get a rather pretentious set of pictures and symbols to 'inform' us of the songs. Such nonsense.

Of course, 10:15 Saturday Night remains the record's best known track for good reason, but this one went down really well during my cleaning sesh:

Here's two very different demos of the aforementioned classic for good measure. Both vary distincltly from the final album version, but the early Robert Smith solo demo is barely recognisable.

Then on Sunday, MrsRobster and I prepared fajitas for ourselves, TheMadster and TheEmster, her other 'alf. Our soundtrack was my compilation of every Cure single, though of course we didn't get through the whole lot. "I forget how much I like The Cure until I listen to them again," she told me. I've already told you that Pictures Of You is our song, but I've also long been a big fan of A Forest, a proper gloomy goth classic, worthy of being posted here in its full-length album form.

Tuesday, 1 May 2018

A song for... May

This could have been Month of May by Arcade Fire, but in the end the temptation to post something by my beloved Raveonettes proved too strong to resist. The Rains Of May featured on their 'Pe'ahi' album which was my fave record of 2014. It's wonderfully fuzzy, woozy and retro, everything I love about the dynamic Danish duo. I love the way the song completely changes halfway through. But maybe that's just me.