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alas, this link doesn't do anything anymore...
but i searched for a clash thread and this one will do fine, 'cause i just wanted to say i am listening to 'london calling' again for the first time in yonks and it is a fucking GREAT album!! [man, astro using capitals, must be orright]
it was always my album of the eighties and it was released in the very first month of that musically obtuse decade. it summed up pretty well everything fabulous about seventies music, from a blues sensibility in rock thru reggae intonations and some 'toasting' raps leading into songs like 'clampdown' and 'rudie can't fail', to punk's discordant rambunctiousness. and as an album of its decade, a new one, was precient in its lyrical tirades and its capacity to combine soundscapes with hypnotic rhythms on a platform of pop genius.
lost in the supermarket, fuck, consumerism played loud and debased all in one - what a time capsule in a timeless soundtrack to my youth. the title track opening is still haunting [i remember getting a shop to make me a t-shirt 'london is drowning' and the woman said, 'my son is living in london', but i got it anyway...] and rocking all at once. till love in vain wants me to hit 'play' straight away...
listen up, get it out and turn it up. go on, you know you wanna now...  |
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