Band: The Fall
This little number comes from their 1991 album Shift-Work.
Probably the tenderest Fall song I've ever heard - uncharacteristically heartfelt and soft. A departure from the Fall I’m more familiar with - acerbic, rough around the edges, sneering even. Rather than a classic Mark E. Smith rant full of oblique yet cutting observations, we’re presented with a wonderfully simple bass line - warm, fat and rolling along - all the while underpinning a luminous melody. The song would seem to be about the narrator looking up an old girl friend and hopelessly tumbling into a well of nostalgia. It's a laconic yet substantial take on bittersweet nostalgia; and though the feelings are more alluded to than served up directly, nevertheless this winsome little song has no trouble whatsoever resonating.
Hey, it’s almost pop.
Posted by Max MacDonald