To that end - here's a review of a great album that you should all go out and buy. The Uncle Devil Show - 'A terrible beauty'.
It's a very poorly kept secret that Justin Currie (ex Del Amitri) has done a few things on the fringe while trying to get his new solo album released. Justin sings about half the songs on the album.
The group all use pseudonyms:
Langton Herring - singing, guitars, keyboards, pipe.
Jason Barr - singing, bass, guitars, keyboards, tyre.
Terence - singing, drums, percussion, model train.
It doesn't matter who sings what - everything on this album is great.
One of the best and easiest to obtain is this album. It's similar in its approach to XTC's venture as The Dukes of Stratosphear. Joyous 60's pop stylee music with an immensely catchy sense of humour.
'Leonardo's Bicycle' starts the album off - a lovely melodic period piece. A bit psychedlic, mentioning winegums and irn bru and rainbow coloured trikes. Silly, catchy and bouncy.
The second track features a Justin vocal - 'Gilbert O'Sullivan' - a homage to the 70's master of misery, describing how friends liked cooler musicians, but how he always plumped for Gilbert because he wrote 'Nothing rhymed'. Layered vocals (Justin's trademark) make this a class track.
"I was in love with Gilbert O'Sullivan
But she was hung up on Cat Stevens and Donovan
So when I had to lump for one of them
I chose Mr O'Sullivan
I was in love with Gilbert O'Sullivan
But she dug the cool jazz of Gerry Mulligan
So if I had to shoot one and fuck the other one
I'd choose Mr O'Sullivan
Gilbert O'Sullivan has everything you could need
If you've got kids to babysit or dogs to feed
And 'cos he sang "Nothing Rhymed"
He'll always be a friend of mine
I could not ever lose Gilbert O'Sullivan
But she loved the skiffle blues of Lonnie Donegan
So when it came the time to pick who I wanted then
I chose Gilbert O'Sullivan"
Priceless!
'Tambourine' is another catchy little song. Acoustic-based and featuring lovely harmonies and horns.
'Bimbo in the limo' is the demented younger brother of 'Drunk in a band' - a fantastic DA style grunge track. From the off, when the bass kicks in, you know this song is going to be mega.
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
I keep the mirrored windows down so everyone can see
I'm terminally wankered with a poodle on my knee
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
Cocaine crusted round my nostrils like a sad celebrity
I'm a worthless little nobody from digital TV
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
Hi everybody I'm your friend
Have you seen my panel game?
"Guess my arsehole", 4 a.m.
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
I've been crusing round the block all day so all my friends can see
I've got seven hookers rammed in here fucked up on Ecstacy
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
("Is it Norwich?")
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
With my pants around my knees I'm hanging way out of my tree
And everybody's looking and I know they can't believe
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
I've got Sabbath on the stereo and smut on the TV
The fridge is full of lager and I'm pissing on the seats
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
Hi everybody I'm your friend
Have you seen my panel game?
"Guess my arsehole", 4 a.m.
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
I keep the mirrored windows down so everyone can see
I'm terminally wankered with a poodle on my knee
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
There's a bimbo in the limo and the bimbo is me
Bimbo
Limo
Bimbo
Me
("Is it King Kong?")
'Plus ça change' is a beautiful, semi-melancholy song about cross dressing, delivered again by Justin.
Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose
The more I hide the more that the truth shows
Undone by a string of pearls
Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose
I stagger along on silver stilettoes
Nothing like a girl
And underneath my clothes I'm naked
And I can't fake it
The way a woman walks the way a lady talks
Plus ça change, plus ça change
Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose
Eyelashes on polish on my toes
But I'm still just a man
Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose
The powder goes on thick where the beard grows
Through like Desperate Dan
And underneath my clothes I'm naked
And I can't fake it
The way a woman walks the way a lady talks
Plus ça change, plus ça change
Sequins and hairpins and bows
The more I put on the more put on it all looks
I know
Underneath my clothes I'm naked
And I can't fake it
The way a woman walks the way a lady talks
Plus ça change, plus ça change
It is probably slightly unfair to make constant comparisons to DelAmitri, but Justin was responsible for much of their identifiable sound. DA fans won't be disappointed by this.
A cover of the Helen Reddy song 'Angie baby' is next and works really nicely.
'She cuts her own fringe' (another Justin vocal and the single from the album) is a great piece of whimsy. Another beautiful tune. Can you guess what it's about from the lyrics? You have to fall in love with this girl.
"She's in a league of her own
She wears cotton wool under her headphones
She keeps her shoes in the fridge
She says to swear at dogs is a sacriliege
And maybe I'm just a sucker for a girl
Who puts pictures of soap over the bathroom door
So she knows when to buy some more
'Cos she cuts her own fringe
And sometimes her sleeve is singed
From cooking her dinner
Dressed in her Saturday things
She cuts her own fringe
She keeps her phone in a tin
So that the ringer sounds like an alien
Taught her canary to sing "Ace of Spades"
And then to trash its cage
She's the kind of girl you would suffer for
As long as she kept making as she slept
That strange little claw
That she hooks up around her jaw
'Cos she cuts her own fringe
And sometimes her sleeve is singed
From cooking her dinner
Dressed in her Saturday things
She cuts her own fringe
And I gave her my heart
She likes it a lot
Says it's the best one she's got
She cuts her own fringe
And sometimes the cuttings cling
Onto her eyebrows and end up afloat in her drink
It's enough to send all those anonymous addicts
Back on the binge
'Cos she cuts her own fringe"
'Strange umbrella' is the closest thing here to the Dukes Of Stratosphear ethos. Very psychedelic indeed!
'Dandelion' is another beautiful Justin vocal. Nice subtle reverb on the voice too (he usually has a dry vocal). I don't usually like songs that are just word games, but this is simply gorgeous. The instrumental backing is out of this world. Even the taped effects work perfectly.
"The dandelion lied about the time
Told me it was one
But when I got there she was gone
The dandelion lied about the time
The love-me-nots must have been a cruel crop
Told me she was mine
But when I got there she was crying
The dandelion lied about the time
The nightingale was telling tales
The stars were kidding on
I thought the signs were right this time
The fuckers done me wrong
The setting sun was putting on an empty kind of show
I should have known my chance was blown
The fuckers told me so
The dandelion lied about the time
I blew and blew
When I was done well time was too
The dandelion lied about the time and she did too"
The next song up, 'Sidelong glances of a pigeon kicker' is the funniest thing I've heard in years and is a wickedly accurate Beatles paraody. Obvious steals from certain songs leap out and nag the listener. Excellent.
"They're the sidelong glances of a pigeon kicker
You'll be gone in a flicker but my toe is so much quicker
When I look at you I see the harm that you can do
All the charm you've been fakin'
While the mess your ass is makin'
Though I try to hide you must be using laser guide
I hear that you've been singing
It's your neck I should be wringing
They're the sidelong glances of a pigeon kicker
You'll be gone in a flicker but my toe is so much quicker
Time for my revenge - peanuts on my window ledge
A swift one to the pecker
With my rolled up Daily Record
And you can fly away, I'll see you again some day
And I'll be more than glad to feed you
There's some cats would love to meet you
Don't get me wrong I sure have a plan
I'll burn you in your bush before I've bird shit
In my hand, in my hand
In my hand
Sidelong glances of a pigeon kicker
You'll be gone in a flicker but my toe is so much quicker
They're the sidelong glances of a pigeon kicker
You'll be gone in a flicker but my toe is even quicker
A bird on the wing is a beautiful thing
With the exception of species who's speciality's faeces
So here's permission to land under the half brick
In my hand, in my hand"
'When Raymond comes around' is a Justin-sung song about the lcal debt collector coming to collect money owed - and other things besides. Humourously violent - a rare thing. Similar to gangster Louigi Faccotti nailing heads to the table in Monty Python.
"When Raymond comes around
We fetch the china down
'Cos Ray brings sunshine everyday
And makes the raindrops drain away
When Raymond comes around
He's got a Gucci jacket
He's got a hitlist smile
He's got a rent-book racket
Come across or lose your first born child
When Raymond comes around
We nail the table down
'Cos if it ain't a happy day
It's toast and beans the doggie way
When Raymond comes around
He's got Jimmy Cagney's swagger
But with Jimmy Saville's eyes
They say he keeps a rusty dagger
Underneath of his Versace flies
When Raymond comes around
Everybody goes to ground
Though you might have the means to pay
He still likes some the dirty way
When Raymond comes around
When Raymond comes around
He holds out his hand like a loaded gun
You shake it and make like you're scared of the cunt
When Raymond comes around
We pull the shutters down
And tie him up with skipping rope
And burn his car and slit his throat
When Raymond comes around"
'I had a drink about you last night' is a slow, building lament from someone who is aching for someone else and drinks to numb the pain. Shared vocals. Beautiful descending bass and strings set the mood. Gorgeous.
"I may be ten foot tall
As brave as all the Tigers in Bengal
My shoulders broad and wide
And seen from space with just the naked eye
I'm calling Superman
To tell him Lois looks like Genghis Khan
I'm fearless through and through
I'll even take a dip in Barrymore's pool
I've never lost a fight
But today I just might
Don't hold me close to the light
I had a drink about you last night
So now I'm running scared
A long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs
I tip-toe round the pain
'Til wood on fur sends splinters to my brain
I've never lost a fight
But today I just might
Don't hold me close to the light
I had a drink about you last night
I had a drink and you swam into my vision
My Babycham and brandy was boiling up
And fizzing with the truth
I had a drink for two
But somebody was missing
'Cos raising up the dead is something
Superman can't do
I've never lost a fight
But today I just might
Don't hold me close to the light
I had a drink about you last night"
I love this record. Recommended.
Amazon.co.uk link to buy.
The amazon.co.uk review reveals more about who the Uncle Devil Show were:
"Del Amitri frontman Justin Currie releases his first album outside of his chart topping Mercury Records group this autumn under the moniker of "The Uncle Devil Show". Justin whose hits with Del Amitri included "Roll To Me" which went Top 10 in the Billboard’s Hot 100 and sold 160,000 copies has formed the concept band with cult Scottish singer-songwriter Kevin McDermott and Simple Minds/Silencers drummer Jim McDermott, having spent 18 months creating an album he considers his best to date. Justin, who uses the pseudonym Jason Barr with The Uncle Devil Show, and whose other hits includes the Top 40 single "Kiss This Thing Goodbye" created the group after growing tired of wet Wednesday rock and corporate designer angst. This is a beautiful record, it's stunning melodies, left-field observation and effortless arrangements never let it dip under the extremely high bar it sets for itself from the off. You are never left in any doubt that these guys are privy to what's under pop's great Corvette bonnet."