sideshowbob
Champagne fascia aficionado
I'm not sure we've ever had a thread about this, which is strange given that the music room here is full of Nick Hornby-ish people who like making lists (me included).
So, singles (7" or 12") with great b-sides.
Alternative TV - Lost In Room. The b-side of the distinctly odd single, The Force is Blind, this successfully marries Mark P's south London existential angst with a truly memorable buzzsaw guitar riff. It's also one of the best starts-slow-and-then-speeds-up-a-lot songs ever.
Pere Ubu - Heart of Darkness. The b-side of 30 Seconds Over Tokyo, which is in itself one of the best A-sides ever. 1975, punk is here, and Cleveland is home to the best band in the world.
Eyeless in Gaza - Scent on Evening Air. The b-side of New Risen, a beautiful pop song and an unashamed attempt at the mainstream. But the b-side, well, it's something else again. A song of such unalloyed beauty and purity that it has been known to bring a tear to my eye. I hadn't listened to it for quite a while, but this morning it caught me unawares, tacked onto the end of the reissue of the Back From The Rains record, EiG's least-good album. Suddenly the opening notes of Scent on Evening Air wafted from the speakers, and *completely* stopped me in my tracks. A song of extraordinary power, and some of Martyn Bates' most exquisite lyrics and singing. It's been in my head all day, and I've not tired of it.
-- Ian
So, singles (7" or 12") with great b-sides.
Alternative TV - Lost In Room. The b-side of the distinctly odd single, The Force is Blind, this successfully marries Mark P's south London existential angst with a truly memorable buzzsaw guitar riff. It's also one of the best starts-slow-and-then-speeds-up-a-lot songs ever.
Pere Ubu - Heart of Darkness. The b-side of 30 Seconds Over Tokyo, which is in itself one of the best A-sides ever. 1975, punk is here, and Cleveland is home to the best band in the world.
Eyeless in Gaza - Scent on Evening Air. The b-side of New Risen, a beautiful pop song and an unashamed attempt at the mainstream. But the b-side, well, it's something else again. A song of such unalloyed beauty and purity that it has been known to bring a tear to my eye. I hadn't listened to it for quite a while, but this morning it caught me unawares, tacked onto the end of the reissue of the Back From The Rains record, EiG's least-good album. Suddenly the opening notes of Scent on Evening Air wafted from the speakers, and *completely* stopped me in my tracks. A song of extraordinary power, and some of Martyn Bates' most exquisite lyrics and singing. It's been in my head all day, and I've not tired of it.
-- Ian