Wasted Youth were arguably one of the greatest lost London band of the post-punk years. Rarely mentioned, if at all, in the era's music history books, they were heavily influenced by the dark narcotic glamour of the Velvets and Transformer-era Lou Reed. The Only Ones were their myths and also Peter Perrett produced them, as did Martin Hannett some years later. It seems very far nowadays but I remember they were hugely popular as the Eighties dawned with punks, looking for something more sexy and sophisticated. As many others, Wasted Youth looked set to become much more than the cult band they became. They pre-dated Positive Punk and Goth and are still remembered as quietly-influential and a superb live band by fans. They only had a three-year life but even more than others they were acknowledged as one of the bands which really influenced the darkwave & gothic band scene. Their records were released through Bridgehouse Records, a label set up by the bass player's father in the pub he owned in Canning Town (The Bridgehouse, the first pub in the world with its own record label!!!). There is also a one and only wonderful album, even pressed on CD, titled "Wild & Wandering", one of my favourite record of that times. Guitarist Rocco had some fame after they split forming Flesh For Lulu but this story is not so much interesting. In the late eighties the Bridgehouse pub became a sort of club, later also an hotel with a restaurant... Wasted Youth original singer Micks Atkins leaved us in 2008 and recently came the sad new that also the bass-man, Darren Murphy, died after a battle with cancer... anyway, if anyone wishing to find the missing link between The Only ones, The Psychedelic Furs & Manic Street Preachers should search no further than this overlooked great band!
mercoledì 24 aprile 2013
lunedì 15 aprile 2013
One thing is for sure in my opinion, the Huskers were not as successful as some of the countless bands the trio influenced – from Nirvana to the Pixies or Green Day – but they bowled over pretty much everyone who ever saw them play. Me too, it was 1987 and they played my hometown Turin, Italy with an astonishing set including the whole Warehouse masterpiece. Though I never suffered the angst of youth that attracted so many guys to the Huskers back in the day, I still love their crystalline metal pop powerblast nowadays.I definitely can't deny the immense talent these Minneapolis guys had. From their beginnings in the late ‘70s to their bitter demise in 1988, Husker Du played with a sort of emotional ferocity that made almost every band before or since sound tame. I even saw Pixies & Nirvana playing in "those important years", there was really no comparison with the Husker Du "true punk rock fury". For sheer emotional intensity, it was quite impossible to top them and it's still hard to think of anyone who will make it better.
lunedì 1 aprile 2013
After all these years, I don't know why I love you ... and yes, The House Of Love are still one of my favourite bands ever. They were not particulary original and their work is quite "derivative" to be honest. i know I know I know. But in my opinion, they had (have) the touch of the true rock (?) legends... must be be the way Guy sings or must be the way Terry plays guitar. Must be the songs or... anyway, thanks to Guy & Terry reunited again, they recently made a quite triumphant return as the legendary combination of Chadwick and Bickers still proves that time hasn’t diminished their chemistry at all. Their new album "She paints the world in red" is really fantastic and I'm not joking... no Bauhaus in whites, no Bloody Valentines covering themselves and no Primal Screamaedelica sequel... Having listened to this album many, many times in these days and it seems that times never passed for them. I'm absolutely astounded by the consistent high standard of the songs and performance. No Retromania this time, no vain attempts to relive past glories or dragging out a reunion story a little longer. Like they made before, they're still playing in heaven (in italy we say "paradiso"): those melodic traits that characterized the House Of Love’s eighties and nineties are finally back and time waited for them as we were still living the golden Creation era... and just like Christine, they're still walking at me and still talking at me...