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I've been revisiting the Housemartins lately, and I'm a bit amazed that the only 'lith thread on them was about two years old. Really, sincerely one of my favourite bands ever, and an unbeatable blend of university-age leftist outrage (or maybe that's me, projecting my "Housemartins Years" onto the band) with pure pop genius.
In those heady pre-Internet years, I didn't always get what they were on about ("Got Blue Peter to stage an appeal" gave me a lot of trouble, for instance), but loved them nonetheless. The sustained high note on "World's on Fire" is still one of my favourite musical moments of all time.
My love followed them into the first two Beautiful South albums, but after Miaow I sort of tuned out.
As stated, though, I've loved the Housemartins since I was a wee 'un. I still play "Now That's What I Call Quite Good" when I'm feeling down. |
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