First of two postings I’m making today.
Once again, I’m forced to respond to a comment left by Jacques the Kipper.
While appreciative of some of the songs of recent days, he has called time on the gloom-laden stuff, and asked when I was digging The Housemartins out.
Here’s your answer.
A song that would have been a hit single. Instead, it was stuck away on the b-side of Five Get Over Excited. Maybe it was just too similar a tune to Happy Hour for that purpose.
The boys perhaps realised that this was a song worthy of a wider audience, so it can also be found on the farewell compilation album Now That’s What I Call Quite Good.
Scary thing to mention here. I’m roughly the same age as Paul Heaton. We were about the same build when we were both in our early 20s. As he has got chubbier, I have got chubbier. As the bags beneath his eyes get more pronounced, so do mine.
Why couldn’t I have aged like Nick Cave?
mp3 : The Housemartins – Hopelessly Devoted To Them