Wednesday 27 June 2018

VER HITS SAQ: Pass the Waterwings

The 1981 entries are now complete and this brief hiatus before moving on to '82 seems like the right time to present the first VER HITS SAQ Seldomly Asked Questions. Other pages and blogs have FAQ's but since no one has bothered to ask me anything about this I'm forced to use a much more modest adverb of frequency — one so meek and mild that it doesn't actually exist. I'll likely post another of these next year so keep those questions to yourself and I'll be so good as to answer whatever I feel like.

What is VER HITS?
VER HITS is a blog in which I review every Single of the Fortnight (SOTF) from the brilliant pop music magazine Smash Hits.

What does 'ver' mean?
Ver is a Smash Hits-ism, mostly used as an article as a drier, more cynical 'the'. I have absolutely no idea where they got it from but I'm hoping I can find out. Off the top of my head I can still recite a couple instances in which it was used back in the heyday. One was from the Smash Hits Yearbook 1988 in a list of birthdays: "HM Elizabeth II (ver Queen)"; while the other was from an album review of the still unfairly maligned group The Style Council which mentioned their penchant for composing songs about how "ver kids on the street are downtrodden, etc." There's a plentiful spread within the lexicon of the Hits — something I really ought to cover in a future entry — but 'ver' has always been a personal favourite.

What made Smash Hits so special?
It was brilliant. I first got into it through my sister who began buying issues in the autumn of 1988 while we were living in Britain. It didn't take long before I was hooked enough to start purchasing my own copy each fortnight. (Our mum and dad must have thought we were crazy having two issues of the same magazine in the same house) While others may have written letters to the magazine (my attempts never got sent) or tore up every issue to plaster their bedrooms and school notebooks (I Blu Tacked a Brother Beyond poster to the ceiling which came crashing down on me in the middle of the night), my priority was always the reviews. I memorized the singles and albums reviews, wrote some of my own and even composed Hits-esque criticism of releases by my future band Underground. I even began to revere their scribes as much as I did the singers and bands they wrote about. Tom Doyle, Miranda Sawyer, William Shaw, Richard Lowe, Sylvia Patterson, Chris Heath: these were some of my first literary heroes. These people loved pop music, had a laugh and took the mickey out of everyone they wrote about. I couldn't get enough of it and was so desperate for more that I also began buying the vastly inferior rival mag Number One. I loved it so much and it took me a long time to forgive my mum for throwing away most of my very dogeared issues just before we were to head back to Canada in the summer of 1989. Coming back to my homeland, it was a shock to discover that North American music critics weren't cut from the same cloth as their British counterparts. Everything was treated very seriously, hacks didn't care for pop, they revered rock and music with a message. I couldn't believe my eyes when I first flipped through the sheer awfulness of Rolling Stone. I would go on but thinking about this period makes me want to vomit.

What gave you the idea for this blog?
My previous blog was set over an entire year and when it came to an end last summer I began to wrack my brain for some new ideas. I considered setting up another autobiographical blog about my childhood, my awkward adolescence or my time living Asia but none of them were as entwined with my passion for music and I didn't feel confident enough that I'd be able to see them through.

Circumstances sort of led me here. I drew some inspiration from the brilliant Popular page, in which Tom Ewing has slowly been reviewing every UK number one single, and I thought I could do something not unlike that. I quickly discovered that there's also a number one albums blog, a number two singles blog, an American number ones blog and an American number one albums blog. I toyed with a Canadian number ones blog but I soon realised that it was going to be far too similar to its US counterpart even if my countrymen were the only people with sufficient taste to propel The B-52's "Rock Lobster" to the top of our listings.

The idea began to gel after listening to the Word in Your Ear podcasts. Hosted by veteran music critics David Hepworth and Mark Ellen, it's centred around meeting up with various writers and musicians in a pub in London and discussing books they happen to be flogging. They've also devoted a pair of episodes to reminiscing about the "magic of Smash Hits" which really got me feeling nostalgic. In one such episode they happened to mention one Brian McCloskey, an Irish ex-pat living in California who has been posting every issue of ver Hits on his Flickr page. I got hooked and took a particular pleasure in looking up each issue's singles review page. I soon began keeping a list of the SOTF's and that's when the comic book light bulb turned itself on above my head.

I've never heard of a lot of these songs and some of these acts.
Because the feather in the cap of a SOTF didn't necessarily translate into chart success nor long lasting popularity  in truth, it probably had made next to no impact on an average single's chart fortunes, something I may go into at some point. Of the thirteen singles that I have written about so far only five managed to dent the Top 40  while the rest would have been perfect for The Flop Parade, another idea for a blog I toyed with prior to starting on this one..

I have to say that I like there's a mix of acts that never made it, some that burned out pretty swiftly, others who met with some success but are largely forgotten and some who are still fondly remembered to this day — it's even possible that we'll come across someone who few cared about in their day but have subsequently been given more recognition. Similarly, styles and quality vary every bit as much as each record's success — and I wouldn't want to have it any other way.

At the bottom of each entry you have a short review of another single. What's up with that?
Those are the 'cop' picks, singles that were covered in that issue's singles round up that I feel are worthy of enough of my time to merit a short paragraph. They're not always my favourites, as evidence of my choosing a poorly made medley of classical music over a pretty great number from synth-pop pioneers Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark just a little while ago. I spent far more time fretting over that than I did on the actual writing.

'Cop' is yet another Smash Hits-ism, most often used when describing record that they didn't much care for as being "not much cop". I think they only ever used it negatively so I'm probably the first person to ever use it affirmatively. There's something to boast about.

How long do you plan on doing this for?
Remember what I said above about not wanting to start something that I would only spurn at some point? Well...

I'm commited to doing this for at least five years. Since I'll be able to cover two years' worth of reviews into each twelve month period, I should be able to get to at least 1991. I'm not particularly fond of a lot of nineties music so I can't promise how long I'll go from there. Plus, I very well may be ready to move on in five years' time.

Why do entries in this blog start in the middle of 1981? Shouldn't they go back to when Smash Hits started back in '78?
Because the singles review page was a lot different in the early days of ver Hits. Originally they were divided into two sections: pop/rock and disco/soul. Blondie's masterpiece "Heart of Glass" seemed to smash those two genres together and with that singles segregation came to an end. But seldom did reviewers feel the need to tell the reader about their favourite. The few instances in which a pick of the litter was stated was something I dealt with in the introductory entry back in March. I spent an awful lot of time needlessly fretting about where to kick things off but I kept coming back to "Skin Deep" by The Passions. It's here that reviewers began picking favourites on a much more regular basis and soon SOTF's became a feature. Somewhat fun but very much a fact, fiends: The Police's "Invisible Sun" is the first single to be bordered by stars, a sign that the SOTF was becoming a thing. A milestone of pop music criticism, or something.

(NB: I have since started writing reviews of earlier SOTF, beginning with Blondie's "Heart of Glass". When reviewers haven't explicitly stated a favourite, I have taken the liberty to infer picks based on how much praise they dish out. It's not exact but there you go.)

What is your favourite SOTF?
All time? I have no idea but it's sure to be something I'll bring up in the future. For now, however, it's quite easily "Love Action (I Believe in Love)" by The Human League. Immensely catchy but somewhat unsettling, it succeeds in sneaking up on me. I may try to sing it to myself but there are always bits I forget about and it always manages to sound better in practice than in my head. Even the video is brilliant with all six members of ver League really into acting out the admittedly confusing storyline. They really could have done a brilliant Bond theme had they been given the chance that I suspect they so coveted.

As far as the 'cop' picks go, I'd have to opt for Dexys Midnight Runners' "Show Me". Not some great leap forward or change of direction, just yet another magnificent piece of rough-hewn soul that they did better than anyone.

Finally, a quick shout out to Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark's "Souvenir", the best song I didn't end up writing about. I was still considering the 'cop' picks at this point to be alternate SOTF's but I felt that the Portsmouth Sinfonia's brilliantly awful "Classical Muddly" inspired me more. Again, I wasted a lot of time fretting over this apparent snub. Delicately icy, it proved that synth groups could do fey as well as any pack of Scots indie popsters.

Do you have a VER HITS playlist on Spotify?
Sadly, no. I've looked into it but Spotify isn't currently available here in South Korea where I live. I did make one on Deezer but it doesn't appear to allow me to shift tracks around and add more so I won't be sharing it. (Plus, there's the fact that none of you has the faintest idea what 'Deezer' even is so it's not even worth bothering with in that respect). I would like to make playlists available YouTube but it will have to wait a little while. More on that in the future.

(NB: YouTube links to so-called VER HITS Party Playlists are featured on the blog. Spotify has recently opened an office here in South Korea)

Wednesday 20 June 2018

Altered Images: "I Could Be Happy"


"Another certified winner...Clare's subdued singing slides over a surging guitar sound and a sizzling bass."
— Ian Birch

"I Could Be Happy" is the last Single of the Fortnight of 1981. It was reviewed in the penultimate issue of the year, the singles page — and, indeed, all reviews — getting the boot from the finale in favour of the first annual poll winners issue. The cover stars of that Christmas Eve, stocking filler issue? None other than Altered Images. (Well, it's actually a close up Clare Grogan's cheery visage but I'm sure that the other four weren't too far out of shot, it was their band too...)

No, the Ims didn't carry home a packing crate filled to the brim with awards. They were nowhere to be found in the running for Best Group, Best Single or Best Album, though Grogan did all right for herself in the Best Female Singer and Most Fanciable Female categories finishing fifth and third respectively. But they did manage to snare the prize for Most Promising Act for 1982. A kind-of, sort-of best newcomer award — though, as the short write-up points out, U2's fifth place was exactly where they came in a year earlier and that "isn't it about time they came up with a really hot single and fulfilled some of that potential?" — it would alter over the years, eventually evolving into separate trophies for Best New Group and Best Solo Artist. One thing that would never change about it was its status as a prize for dashed expectations.

Rewind a fortnight and the Ims are headlining the singles review page and Ian Birch is beside himself with how much he loves their latest record, though I can hardly blame him considering what dull pickings he had to choose from. Still, I can't help but feel that he's overstating things a bit. I suppose the vocals are subdued, even if they're undermined by the far too joyous video, but "surging guitar sound and sizzling bass"? I'd opt for well played musicianship which suits the material, though I will cop to my assessment being not quite as punchy. He also praises the "chemistry" and "magic" at play between the band and their producer. Yeah, I guess they worked well in the studio with a professional crew, good for them.

I don't wish to bash on Grogan and co. I really wanted to enjoy this single but I couldn't manage to get up the requisite enthusiasm that everyone else seems to have for it. The lyrics don't help matters. If the first verse doesn't strike the listener as twee ("I would like to climb high in a tree", "Maybe swim a mile down the Nile") then minds could very well be altered upon hearing them a second and then a third time. "All of these things I do," Grogan repeats throughout, a sentiment diminished considerably by her disinclination to list off a few more activities that might get her away from the unhappy situation she's in.

A silly video featuring five very smiley young Scots, those supremely repetitive lyrics and some musical gumdrop perkiness all adds up to giving "I Could Be Happy" the taint of a novelty song. And as we all know, novelties eventually wear off. Hope that Most Promising Act award won't be your millstone.

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Also Reviewed This Fortnight

The Clash: "This Is Radio Clash"

Some confusion going on here. Birch seems to have actually reviewed "Radio Clash", the B-side. Not that it matters a whole lot: both tunes are the same tune, running at the same length, with just a few extras and some added dub going on. And Birch is right to have reviewed the wrong side: "Radio Clash" is much more in keeping with what the only band that matters to people who demand that bands matter to them were up to in '81. Following on the heels of the much misunderstood, near career suicide of Sandinista!, this is The Clash at their boldest and bravest, even if as actual singles go it can't possibly hold up to their best work. It could only have meant that they had further tricks up their sleeves for the year ahead. Speaking of dashed expectations...

Wednesday 13 June 2018

Linx: "Can't Help Myself"


"Amid all the dross being released this fortnight to try to cash in on Christmas, this one stands out as one of the few worth slipping on the turntable at your favourite festive occasion. Dance? You can't help yourself."
— Dave Rimmer

Christmas dross. Yeah, we're all familiar with that, even those of us who have a soft spot for 'em. But we're not simply dealing with John & Yoko's "Happy Xmas (War Is Over)" and Wizzard's "I Wish I Could Be Christmas Every Day", both covered in this week's singles round up (Rimmer credits the latter with having the "decency to begin with the appropriate sound of a cash registar"); also present are novelty songs, re-releases and timely cover versions. Such a state would endear anyone feel well-disposed to a makeshift catchy dance number to get down to.

Now I don't doubt that Dave Rimmer enjoyed the latest single from soul-funksters Linx but I do have to wonder if it was really his favourite of the bunch. Being a SOTF doesn't necessarily mean that it's the best song on offer, it could be as much to do with its circumstances of release. Being now less than a month away from Christmas, the charts were becoming more seasonal and Rimmer appears to want to take a stand against all that "dross".

Or maybe I'm just not especially thrilled by "Can't Help Myself". There's nothing wrong with it, it's pleasant enough, I could very well dance to it at a Christmas party  even though no one ever dances at Christmas parties, the few I've been to just involve a bunch of people just sitting around getting wasted but maybe that's just the crowd I "run" with  but it's missing something. Rimmer points out that listeners could easily mistake it for a Michael Jackson number and he's not wrong but it's hardly vintage MJ. There's no mixing this up with "Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough" or "Workin' Day and Night" from the astonishing Off the Wall album. When I mentioned a couple weeks' back about ABC's "Tears Are Not Enough" sounding an awful lot like Chic, I hope I also managed to communicate that they were still able to invest some of their own creativity into it. That's not so much the case with "Can't Help Myself".

An obsession with soul was of the great trends of UK pop in the eighties — as, indeed, we've already begun to see over the last few entries on this blog. While American vocalists such as Anita Baker, Luther Vandross and Alexander O'Neal were busy — alongside their crack writing, studio and production teams — dishing up a storm of intensely passionate cuts and Dexys Midnight Runners were adding some uniquely British industrial town/dole queue grime to the mix, Linx seem stuck, able to adequately ape soul without quite capturing it. Soul dross, if you will.

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Also Reviewed This Fortnight

The Human League: "Don't You Want Me"

Surely this isn't the dross Rimmer was referring to. Well... For many the single of the year, let alone for one measly fortnight, "Don't You Want Me" is shrugged off by Rimmer as "the most obvious single on the [Dare] album" but with little analysis. Considering what he says above about Christmas cash in's perhaps he felt as if a fourth single off their latest LP was pushing it (he sees it being a hit "assuming there's anyone out there who hasn't already got [it]"). The fact that such a sure fire smash had been held over until this point was down to leader Philip Oakey considering it to be little more than album filler. Taken aback by this somewhat, I tried to approach it with fresh ears — only to end up having an already overplayed song done to death. I'm beginning to see why Oakey was so dismissive. Having always considered "Don't You Want Me" to be a duet, I was surprised to discover that Susanne Sully's memorable part ("I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar" only works as a line when delivered in a sullen South Yorkshire drawl) is so short. It's as if she's just trying to get a word in over Oakey feeling sorry for himself. If it's ver League by numbers, though, it's important to consider that they were at the peak of their powers and it still works. Dross in the best possible sense.

Wednesday 6 June 2018

Dexys Midnight Runners: "Liars A to E"


"With patience it will grow, but the mass audience has very little patience. P.S. I've got my pen and notebook ready, Kev. That's my job."
— Johnny Black

A "Liars A to E" reference:

  • jealous Artists
  • former Bandmates
  • hostile Critics
  • Detractors of all stripes
  • Everyone who ever happened to glance at Our Kev the wrong way

But I jest. After a modest three-week streak of SOTF's becoming sizable hits we've got our first flop since Bob Dylan's "Lenny Bruce". Indeed, as Johnny Black predicted above, the mass audience had no patience for the latest Dexys offering. And it's likely that old scamp Kevin Rowland knew it himself.

Pop stars have been railing against their critics in song for as long as there has been an axe to grind (ie forever). Artistically, these numbers seldom deliver since the inevitable invective tends to overshadow whatever creativity said artist may have at their disposal. Rowland, however, managed to build a career out of composing pop music all about his love for pop music and he put as much care and eloquence  as eloquent, that is, as one can get with such a slurred, drunkard's voice  into lambasting his detractors as he did his paeans to northern soul show stoppers and fifties heart throb crooners. In some ways his "It Ain't Me Babe", he uses the chorus to try to ward off unwanted attention by declaring himself not special enough to merit any ("But you won't want from me / Nothing else to see / So smoke on your own / And don't look at me") while offering up equal doses self-pity and self-mocking ("And good old Kevin'll be all right"). 

Of course as a Dexy slow song it stands in marked contrast to "Geno" and "There There My Dear" with their liberal use of horns and relentless grooves. It was simply too much of a departure from their rough soul sound to get many punters interested. But it laid the groundwork for how a string section Dexys might sound, something that would pay off a year later. Looking past the cosmetic changes — they were still hanging on to their boxer boots and pony tails look, the dirtbags in dungarees being still a few months away — Black rightly spots some vintage Dexy fare in the production. This could only be good old Kev  plus whoever hadn't quit or been sacked from the band at this point.

Johnny Black also happened to be reviewing the singles the last time a Dexy single was released and he seemed to enjoy "Show Me" almost in spite of himself. Describing them as "pretentious", he nonetheless found plenty to admire in their latest single. He seems even more well-disposed to them with "Liars". Perhaps song, singer, band, even their eccentrically revolving choice of image and gear had grown on him. A little patience and they'll do the same for you. Book it.

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Also Reviewed This Fortnight

Tenpole Tudor: "Throwing My Baby Out with the Bathwater"

It could be that their alliterative name reminds me of Steeleye Span but there's something folksy at the heart of the Tudes. For all their punk/rockabilly tendencies, there's more than a little Celtic folk club singalong here. Had they been an late-eighties Canadian band it's easy to imagine them being a staple of university frosh week alongside Vancouver's Spirit of the West. Ahead of their time, then. A shame they didn't evolve into a full on folk outfit instead of letting the bathwater go "tepid".

Eternal: "Just a Step from Heaven"

13 April 1994 "We've probably lost them to America but Eternal are a jewel well worth keeping." — Mark Frith A look at the Bil...