I have a shit ton of 7"s. This is simply an excuse to get off my lazy 21st Century ass and make them more easily listened to as 1's & 0's. I then share. It's a symbiotic relationship. I may even toss in an occasional lp or something.
If it's your OOP record and you don't want it posted, Just let me know. I'll gladly take it down. I'm easy.
I have no idea where precisely Spinning Jennys were from. (I went with Bristol since that's where the label that put out their sole single was based.) It's unfortunate because their song here is fucking great. A masterwork of the genre. Kudos to them.
The Fat Tulips hailed from Peterborough. They put out a bunch of seven inches but only managed a singular full length in their career. Several of those releases were on Sunday Records. You know what you're getting into with that.
That said. Probably not my favorite song of theirs that I've heard so far.
About a year ago I tracked down the dude who ran the label and completed the label discography. He also sent me a Cdr of the unreleased Going Stagg cd (he played guitar in the that band) which is fucking wonderful stuff that at some point blah blah blah...
Which is kind of besides the point of this single, but information is very slim about the origins of both of these bands. This being the only vinyl appearance for both. (though Test Pilot did release a number of cassettes)
Two more contenders for the Indiepop compilation...
I'm roasting a chicken stuffed with onion, apples and sage. I'm going to throw the remaining apples and onions that wouldn't fit along with beets around the chicken to roast with it and in the juice in a little bit.
I've got potatoes ready to go as well.
A nice rounded meal.
But in the meantime, I have a little time to kill.
I also realized that there were a number of split singles & flexi discs clogging up the epic SSC folder that I wasn't sure what to do with.
I'd vaguely considered using them for Compilation Days, but also realized I had a fuckload of compilations so that it would be unnecessary.
So I'm just going to post them over the next several posts and have fucking done with it.
Mates of State have moved around a lot, but were based in San Francisco at this time according to the address. I saw them sometime in the late 90's at the 400 Bar touring with Apples in Stereo if memory serves.
There is fuck all for information about this particular band anywhere on the sleeve. Just a few names and a date on the back.
I found something anyway.
It's trivial but puts some kind of context on it, I suppose.
The singer on this little seven inch of New Wave Pop is David Baerwald who would achieve a decent paycheck briefly in the middle of the 80's as part of David & David when they had a Top 100 release with a major contender for all-time most 80's production sound "Welcome to the Boomtown"
Not exactly my cup of poison, but hey, they hopefully got paid for it. So there's that.
I doubt that DB saw any sort of money out of Sensible Shoes.
Good on him for having a song that peaked even at #37.
That's still better than you or I have ever done.
Red Balune. There's a bunch of Henry Cow connections which should give the savvy listener some expectation of the Avant Garde scratchy artsy damage that will be contained within.
I am full of Beef and Broccoli.
My colon surely appreciates the vegetable fiber. I have a window open. Life is ok. Even the previous year's quarantine from whence I am typing.
