What other earthly reason would you want to actively spend time in a tiny, airless lumber room apart from the chance of seeing tremendous gigs?
this would probably fit snugly in between your Wilco and Gram Parsons albums
Tears… starts like much of this LP, in a fairly disjointed but very beautiful way before sounding like some mad Gothic/Jim Stein outer-space opera.
Even the audience, replete in their “know it all ‘cos I’m in the media” Amsterdam confidence are impressed… of course they don’t show it too much.
Jackie has always written good tunes, even back in the Yummy Furs, simple and really catchy.
People in music industry have had it too good for too long. Maybe if records sales suffer from downloading it will force bands to be more original and make better records.
You may not want to read any further without letting a little daylight into the room.
YOU are the INTREPID EXPLORER! (Their caps, not mine)
a basket of good eggs
Everything I’ve heard of Sula Bassana makes me think of the Seeds, or Barrett’s Floyd… albeit a stoned out of their mind Seeds and an almost comatose Barrett….