"Fell in love on a Saturday night/ The date was April the 9th..."
So in a post a while back I made mention of possibly two of the greatest recordings in the history of either greatness or recordings. Here's another. Unlike many declarations of romantic bliss set to song, ain't nuthin' sweet about Oscar Wright's masterpiece. Maybe the actual lyrics are on the sappy side. Still this is probably the most tortured sounding love song I can think of, given the minor key melody and the urgency of Wright's delivery.
It was originally issued on local VA label Hemisphere (on styrene), then on Fairmount (on vinyl). I, of course, somehow managed to procure a Fairmount copy on styrene - in other words in record nerd terms the least desirable way to possess it. But then when it comes to a song this soulful, this soul-stirring third place is way mo' better than no place. And make no mistake, you are no place without this in your life. If you don't agree with me, to paraphrase the great Milk D, get off my (b)log!
2 comments:
yo Mao... Saw you at apt. what an amazing show!! I was just wondering how I might get a hold of "run for coverII" i would love to have it.
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braaaaap!!!! London recal....Need you back....
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