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- Silver Swimmer
From the final AC Temple album Belinda Backwards. That’s the one that enabled the UK music press to exercise its imagination to the full by comparing us to Jefferson Airplane, presumably because we’d foregrounded pushy female vocals, where previously they’d compared us to Sonic Youth because we’d foregrounded interlocking detuned guitars. Jefferson Airplane? I despair. At least the SY allegations bore some relation to reality. BB’s predecessor had after all been made in 1989, at which time to not have been at least a little bit in thrall to the Youth would have evidenced nothing but a failure to keep up. Jefferson fucking Airplane. Where do they find these people?
- Come Sunrise
- Baby Seals
It was easy and fun to write stuff for Jane to sing because she is blessed with a melodramatic, stentorian singing voice almost as ridiculous as my own. Here, you get the pair of us hammering out the non-melody of the vocal, an unharmonic octave separating us, for the five-minute duration. Probably it’s neither easy nor fun to listen to. But relentless is good. Relentless rocks.
There must have been forty or fifty voices on this by the time Kramer had finished tracking us up. That’s the ticket. It lacked a children’s choir. Few things don’t.