Lanois doesn't get enough credit as a recording artist.
That was a sobering read to say the least, all the more so given it occurred in Scotland, not that far from Clydebank to Iona as the crow flies compared to the distance from here to the Great Lakes. Perhaps the most haunting aspect of it is just how young those lads were. As the author pointed out, how on earth is a small island community supposed to move on from such a loss. I'll be filing the name of that song it inspired away for future reference, many thanks for bringing it to my attention."Four Boys Lost" by the Levellers (quite recent so not well known) is about this little-known sea tragedy in Scotland, and contains some wonderful imagery so you can almost feel you are there if you listen to the lyrics. It's a much smaller-scale tragedy than the above but the concepts are closely related.
An island tragedy — 20 years on
When I was 23, and at a relatively low-ebb after leaving an awful job, my then-partner and I gathered all that we owned and moved to the…theiaincameron.medium.com
That song made me cringe out numerous braincells.
): first appeared in that guise, in 1933.
It has the same effect on me, but mostly because it's a droning self-indulgent dirge that's been overplayed so much that it lost any artistic merit it may have once had. Perhaps Ashcroft and his mates would have been in a better mood if they'd tried to write something entirely their own, instead of ripping off either The Rolling Stones or the poet William Blake. Alas Blake's lawyers weren't as on-the-ball as Jagger and Richards'.
Of course, the irony of that song title* is that Ashcroft and company's best work was when they were consuming speed, coke and E's like water in the early 90s.
Verve pre-Urban Hymns is almost a totally different band to the one which wrote The Drugs Don't Work.Drifting slightly off topic here, that episode of Inside No. 9 is an absolutely exquisite piece of television from Reece Shearsmith and Steve Pemberton, not to mention Sheridan Smith, but at the same time is utterly devastating. Never do I normally get emotional watching anything, but this had me in pieces.
Summer 2007, I was driving my parents down to Cornwall with Radio 1 on, and there was this song about HGV's being inoperative that kind of bugged me all the way down. Took several listens to realise it wasn't "The Trucks Don't Work", I was driving at the time so my attention was somewhat elsewhere ...
