Ah, the strangeness of Liz Fraser’s mostly neologistic lyrics.
Ah, the strangeness of Liz Fraser’s mostly neologistic lyrics.
In times like these we need to wear some GIANT TROUSERS and have a bit of a (sexy) dance.
I LOVE the wonkiness and discord in this song.
D’Angelo provides the groove. MMMMMMMMMMhmmmm!
I had completely forgotten about this song til last night. Loved every minute. Those indie pop disco moments of silliness amongst the hairspray, backcombing and indelible red lipstick. A VERY muddy night to remember, and I’ll be singing this song in my head for a Very Long Time.
(also, this video is bonkers)
I don’t care if you don’t, and I don’t feel if you don’t, and I don’t want it if you don’t, and I won’t say it if you don’t say it first!
Nearly time for Bobert! WHEEEE!
Back in the mists of time, I recall learning to play this on the bass in a school hall…
And tomorrow, I go back to see them in a muddy field!
if ever there was a great song about hairdos, this is it.
I know I shouldn’t do it but I love synthetic wigs a lot.