Entry #32 – The La’s (Mike Hedges Version) (a.k.a Same Proverbial, Different Day)

Hello again.

When I abruptly stopped writing posts on A-Side Glance, I had just given by thoughts on the one and only album from the La’s. I’ve gone on record as saying that that record is one of my absolute favourites and a must-listen for anyone and everyone.

And conversely the band themselves went on record to say that the record that we got, after several years of tumultuous sessions and making Go! Discs dig through their wallets, was crap. What we heard was not what they had in their heads, and they felt that eventual producer Steve Lillywhite had butchered their vision. Alas, it’s the only proper record of theirs that we have so it’s all we can hold up and consider a musical gold mine.

Or is it?

Turns out there is a deluxe version of the album available out there which contains the same songs but with a sound that apparently satisfied the band the most. Out of the rumoured twelve sessions the band undertook it was their time with Mike Hedges, eventual producer of the classic Manics album Everything Must Go, that they would go on to deem as their most successful. According to John Power in an interview for Q Magazine the band felt that this was it, that they had cracked it, helped by Hedges producing through “an old Abbey Road Studio 2 desk”. Hell, if Lee Mavers, always striving for 110% perfect, turns round and says it sounds good then surely that should be it, right?

Nope. Long story short, there were divisions in the band regarding a holiday, Lee threw a wobbler, drummer Chris Sharrock (who would later tour with Oasis and join Liam for Beady Eye) quit, and guitarist Barry Sutton followed suit. As a result the recordings never saw the light of day, until we got the deluxe album in 2008 once Hedges had done some remastering. Question of the hour is does it hold up compared to the final album we all know and love? Only one way to find out.

As a quick aside, I will putting a more competitive stance on proceedings this time around as I compare and contrast the established Lillywhite sound with the sound of Hedges. When I finish summing up my thoughts on each song that both men worked on, I’ll give my verdict on which producer did better with what they were given.

Track #1 – I.O.U

In my original review I stated that of all the songs presented on the album that I.O.U was my least favourite. I still stand by that, as I find the lyric “On the street of knowledge/you must eat your porridge” a bit daft and I hated the fact the song would fade in. Having this as the opening track for the Hedges version did make me worry that we were going to start on the wrong foot but then we get two thwacks of a drum and I’m saying ‘Thank Christ’ as the show gets underway. The singing is also a lot better here, Mavers sounds like he is having a blast and Power’s backing vocals compliment proceedings nicely. There’s little touches here and there like a little whistle and a brief change in key for the third verse that makes this stand head and shoulders above the main album’s version.

It’s an early lead for Mike.

Hedges: 1 / Lillywhite: 0

Track #2 – I Can’t Sleep

Forgive me if I’m committing sacrilege by saying this but as this song gets started I swear it sounds like something from Pablo Honey-era Radiohead – The dirty licks of the electric guitar and the twatting of the drums ensure this sounds a lot more hard hitting than we’re used to from the La’s. And indeed, I could genuinely picture Thom Yorke stretching out the final “tonight” from the second iteration of the chorus as Lee does here.

But I digress. It’s fast becoming apparent to me that there is a lot more passion in Lee’s voice here than in the final album. Whilst I’ve been doing teacher training I’ve had the mindset that if I am passionate about something then that passion will translate well to the kids. Here, Lee’s passion is well and truly rubbing off on me.

I’m trying not to give Mike points solely based on the novelty of hearing different versions of established songs, rather on the merit of how good the songs sound. But as long as he is bringing out the passion in the band and doing his job right, the more he gets my vote.

Hedges: 2 / Lillywhite: 0

Track #3 – Knock Me Down

This was originally a non-album track so we’ll put the competitive angle to one side for now and appreciate we’re hearing one of the rarer songs from the La’s.

Here we have a jaunty tune that sounds like something you would hear from a busker. Apt as it appears to be about someone being evicted from their home and back onto the streets, where all that awaits them is drugs, pain, repeat the process, earning the name Jack-in-the-Box. Bit depressing considering how lively the song is. Then again maybe this is a deliberate case of juxtaposition, hinting that despite how much of a pithy existence this is, it’s one that ol’ Jack-in-the-Box is content with. To be knocked down is par for the course.

Track #4 – Way Out

This is where it first becomes clear that at point across the Hedges album that Mavers’ vocals tend to have a warbly reverb to them, sounding as if he is singing underwater. I don’t know if this was a favoured effect for him and Power, who I noticed had something similar peppered throughout his own band’s album Mother Nature Calls, or if this was a side-effect of the remastering of the sessions from the cassette that Hedges found. Either way I find it kind of distracting and detrimental to the raw sound of the La’s. Or then again, if they want to capture the sound and atmosphere of a stageshow on record then maybe it’s the right way to go. Regardless, not a fan of the technique. Oh you want to hear about the song itself? It’s fine, same feelings as I had on the Lillywhite version, just the sound of the vocals aren’t my cup of tea. Flip side of the coin after I Can’t Sleep.

Lillywhite is on the scoreboard.

Hedges: 2 / Lillywhite: 1

Track #5 – Doledrum

Not a lot of difference between this version and the final version. I’ve always been a little bit indifferent towards Doledrum honestly so there’s not much I can say here. We’ll call it a tie between the two producers.

The score remains the same.

Hedges: 2 / Lillywhite: 1

Track #6 – There She Goes

Right. Going into There She Goes, I knew it was going to be difficult to judge it on merit seeing as it is the one engrained into public consciousness and the sound of which is frankly irreplaceable. In fact, it would maybe feel wrong to hear a different version of such a legendary track. And alas, that is how I feel listening to it. The introduction here is quite flat, it doesn’t feel like there’s that spark which gets you hyped up, and the tempo is a bit slower which doesn’t work for me. I guess it can be argued that this is a side-effect of the band taking their time as opposed to rushing things as they did in the final album but it doesn’t do them any favours here. Unfortunately, it’s not a false start as when we get into the song proper the vocals once again sound like they are being sung underwater and hinder Lee’s wonderful falsetto.

Still a good song to be sure and John’s basswork is top notch, but Mike did not do it justice. Easy victory for Lillywhite.

Hedges: 2 / Lillywhite: 2

Track #7 – Feelin’

Third time I’ve talked about Feelin’ on the blog! It’s more akin to the Leckie version than the Lillywhite version, with Lee’s vocals sounding more focused and melancholic and having time to breathe thanks to the slightly slower tempo. Sharrock’s drumming is much more pronounced too, and I love how it signals the next verse after the signature guitar riff as if to say ‘Ok let’s go!’. However, the opening bluesy riff is a little lacking and I’m mixed on the prominence of the acoustic guitar during the riffs that set up the verses. It’s interesting the way they tried to fuse both acoustic and electric by having the latter in your right ear and the former in your left, but I think it is a little overambitious. I think it’s better when it’s the electric on its own.

It’s a tricky one this one, I really want to like this more than I do and I respect the use of stereo sound by fusing the guitars. It’s just not quite punchy enough.

Lillywhite takes the lead.

Hedges: 2 / Lillywhite: 3

Track #8 – Timeless Melody

Bloody hell. After the last few songs I was not optimistic but then Mike had to take my favourite La’s song and blow it out of the water. This song is firing on all cylinders; bassline, drums, vocals, the whole nine yards sound excellent, and the middle eight is beautiful. Pretty sure if the Hedges album was the real thing then this would have been the perfect choice for lead single. I love it.

Tied up again as we enter the final third.

Hedges: 3 / Lillywhite: 3

Track #9 – Son of a Gun

As opposed to Feelin’, the intro here is a lot more compelling with the gritter guitar chords. Once again though there’s not a lot to add from last time, Son of a Gun is a fine song that sounds a wee bit livelier here but at this point you can say that for the entire album.

Nothing new to add, nothing to put on the scoresheet.

Hedges: 3 / Lillywhite: 3

Track #10 – Clean Prophet

Time for some more dropped songs, starting with one that lived its days as the b-side to Timeless Melody. The guitar chords are once again nice and scratchy and have a ‘Get ready for this’ feel to them aided by Sharrock’s marching drumbeat. I do wonder if this song really meets the requirements of the La’s as they chased raw sound because this does sound a bit overproduced. Despite that it is still a cracker of a song and makes good use of stereo sound. Ideal for headphone users like myself as both ears hear different pieces of the puzzle neatly slotting together. My only real complaint though, if I have to pick a very tiny nit? Chris Sharrock really didn’t have to hit the cymbal at the end, it would have been better if the song just stopped when the guitars did.

Track #11 – Come In Come Out

Sorry, just had to. Song’s good.

Track #12 – Failure

BEFORE LISTENING:

Ok this is by far and away the most rockin’ track from the band, it’s 100 miles an hour and in your face, I got it before, I want it again, let’s have it!

AFTER LISTENING:

It was only 80 miles an hour, but that meant the lyrics had room to breathe and sound a lot more guttural, and the drumming was brilliant as it evoked an accelerated heartbeat from the fear and panic of the consequences of failure.

Lillywhite’s best hope now is a draw.

Hedges: 4 / Lillywhite: 3

Track #13 – Looking Glass

Positives first. The acoustic on its own is a very intimate start that gets your curiosity going, and Lee displays some good vocal range as he goes from low to high and back. The instrumental breaks after the verses (around two minutes and four minutes in, respectively) are very space rock, on the way to being reminiscent of something from Pink Floyd. It’s almost spine-tingling.

Unfortunately, this lacks that grand finale feeling that we have on the final album. While ending with elements of previous songs floating in the background was probably an element that Mavers and co. disagreed with Lillywhite on, it was nevertheless instrumental in closing the album in style. We know Looking Glass for building and building on itself and making you grin from ear to ear as you realise just what a fantastic album you’ve listened to. This version would not have provoked the same reaction; it doesn’t build on itself, it peters out and it lacks the finishing touch of Mavers repeating the lyric “The change is cast”. It sounds unfinished and for that reason I cannot let Hedges run away with this.

It’s a draw. Stand down.

Hedges: 4 / Lillywhite: 4

Conclusion:

Bit irritated by that final score honestly, I was hoping to make a point by saying “So clearly Hedges is the better producer and the La’s were wrong to ditch him” or “Guess Lillywhite knew what he was doing when he helped bring the La’s into the public eye”. The Hedges album is a mixed bag to say the least.

On the one hand, it’s a real eye-opener as it shows what the band could produce when they were playing at their best and, crucially, they believed it. This shows them taking their time, putting the effort in, and not racing to the end because they have been told that it’s now or never. Hedges has certainly done justice to some of the songs from the La’s and it has been very intriguing and refreshing to hear what he had for the band.

On the other hand, it’s not perfect as the scoreline reflects. While he may have done a cracking job with songs such as I.O.U, it would be safe to say that some of the band’s most famous efforts like There She Goes and Looking Glass wouldn’t be half as famous if they had been released as they were here.

I’ll conclude by saying that at least with the ability to pick and choose our playlists, we can mix and match songs from both producers and hear the La’s how we want to hear the La’s; at their very best, as one of the most underappreciated bands of all. No matter who was producing for them, no matter how much of a shit they gave, they were fantastic.

Entry #31 – The La’s (a.k.a The Forgotten Four)

The La's | Spotify

History has unfortunately dictated the La’s as one trick ponies, as the only song of theirs that you still hear these days is the bittersweetly romantic There She Goes. And, of course, they only have that one self-titled album to their name. Which is a crying shame because the La’s were a band with so much potential, and indeed had they stuck around for the Britpop era they could have easily been the kings of the jungle.

However, as I have talked about before on A-Side Glance, they were undone by the perfectionist attitude of frontman Lee Mavers. The band had been trying for years to get their debut recorded, went through several producers trying to capture that perfect sound and no matter what they tried they just weren’t satisfied. Eventually, their label Go! threw their hands up, said ‘stuff it’ and had one of those producers, Steve Lillywhite, mix it all together into a fully fledged LP. Put it this way: If the album that was eventually released at the tail end of 1990 was, as the band claimed, nowhere near as good as it could have been, and was only a fraction of the sound in Mavers’ head translated to tape, then a good chunk of artists’ a-games pale in comparison to the b-game of the La’s. This album is one of my most frequently played in my collection. It’s an album that you can hear again and again and never be bored by.

But is it all it’s hyped up to be? Most things cut short way before their time like Firefly or Fawlty Towers leave you wanting more, wondering what could have been and treating what we did get as gold. Thus we get a trope known as the ‘sacred cow’; something untouchable from criticism lest you bear the brunt of a rabid fanbase. I have never really seen any criticism for the La’s, and I don’t plan on starting today, but I wonder what it is that makes this album so very special. Let’s have a look.

Track #1 – Son of a Gun

And we open with a psuedo-character piece about a man who seemed destined to live a busy life but now doesn’t, having been ‘burned by the 20th century’. Considering the band’s, and more specifically Lee’s, immediate future, that sounds like foreshadowing. But anyway, this is a decent opener, and sums up the album ahead; short, sweet, jangly. Plus, we don’t get the full package just yet as it’s a straightforward acoustic with minimal drumwork.

Track #2 – I Can’t Sleep

The electric guitar rears its head to create a slightly gritter second song, one that suitably seems to be about a drugtrip. The journey is made clear with Lee Mavers’ songwriting and his vocal chops, with his little yell at the end of the fourth verse indicating the narrator may have just peaked.

Track #3 – Timeless Melody

Gorgeous song, this. Quite possibly my favourite overall from the La’s. You can tell this one came from the heart as Mavers goes romantically meta on us by writing a song about struggling to write a song. And who says perfectionism can be a mental brick wall? Instrumentally, this is also a corker, love the guitar riffs and John Power’s bassline, and the urgent tempo is the icing on the cake. Bonus points aswell for being one of the longer tracks at three minutes, which allows Timeless Melody to truly sink in.

Track #4 – Liberty Ship

I’ve said in the past that a lot of albums seem to have that one song that could have and maybe should have been a single. Liberty Ship is one of two from The La’s that I feel would have made a good single. It’s a nice jaunty number, and I must confess that as I type this I have this mental image where the La’s, not taking themselves too seriously, sing the song atop the deck of a ship in sailors outfits. Regardless of that, I’d argue that of the many ear worms to be found on the album, the line ‘Sail away on the ocean wave’ and the accompanying simple acoustic guitar chords will be stuck in your head for a good while.

Track #5 – There She Goes

This song is over 30 years old now and is still ingrained into the brains of a lot of people, regardless if they’ve heard of the La’s or not. Play any bit of it, whether it be the opening or Mavers tugging at the heart strings as he laments ‘There she goes…’, and chances are a person will immediately recognise it. There She Goes is iconic. What else is there to say?

Track #6 – Doledrum

I think this is the first song on the album that doesn’t quite work for me as well as the others. Not sure why, maybe it’s because it has the unenviable task of coming after There She Goes. But then again to me it is just a song that amounts to ‘don’t be sad’. Or ‘don’t be on the dole’, which ever you think it is. One thing I can say for Doledrum is that certainly resonated with Noel Gallagher, who would later namedrop it in the pushed-under-the-carpet Oasis song Who Put the Weight of the World on My Shoulders?

Track #7 – Feelin’

On the flip side of the coin, I really really like Feelin’ and again I’m not entirely sure why. Because it’s the shortest song on the album? The bluesy guitar riff? John’s bassline? Neil’s drumwork? Lee’s vocals? It’s all there, and I love it all. In fact, as I’ve mentioned that this is the shortest song on the album, I’ll say right now that the playlist is paced to perfection. Nothing outstays its welcome, and they all feel like they have gone for a lot longer. The song comes, the band say what they need to say, then stop. No pissing about, just a bit of music. It’s also worth noting this isn’t the first time I’ve talked about Feelin’ on the blog, I did an entry on it last October:

Entry #6 – Feelin’ (aka Lillywhite v Leckie)

Track #8 – Way Out

A song that started life as the La’s first single, years before the release of the album. It’s fine, again not as good as most of the first half but still a decent effort.

Track #9 – I.O.U

Regardless of the overall quality of an album, you have to choose a song that’s your least favourite and for me that is I.O.U. And unlike with Doledrum, I do know why I’m not that fond of this. The fade in opening is a bit jarring and then once we get into the thick of it, it just sounds like an amalgamation of earlier songs – a similar guitar riff to Feelin’, the single strums which halt the melody at the end of a verse like in Doledrum and I Can’t Sleep. Sorry if you like this song but it ain’t doing it for me.

Track #10 – Freedom Song

This is though. It’s refreshing to get a slower song to contrast with the urgency of the rest of the album. There’s some fascinating lyrics to be found in Freedom Song such as ‘fate is sealed inside a bomb’ and ‘until the web is spun/people must have some fun’. I highly doubt a band so focused on the bueaty of music like the La’s would be topical and write about the outside world, but that is the impression I get. Feels like it may have been inspired by events of the time such as the Soviet withdrawal from Afghanistan. It’s a bit of change in direction compared to what we’ve had so far, but it’s a welcome one in my book.

Track #11 – Failure

Here’s that second song that I believe could have and should have been a single along with Liberty Ship. At the risk of sounding cliched, this rocks and having it come after the morose Freedom Song is the perfect choice. The music screams anger and panic in the face of failure, and helps add to the relatability of this song. Makes me think back to those times when I had cocked up royally at school and had to face the music in front of my parents. The times where I thought I could luck my way out and throw the failure over my shoulder but no. That English mock exam still haunts me…

Track #12 – Looking Glass

After short and sweet songs across the board, we’re confronted with a near 8 minute epic that seems destined to be the magnum opus of The La’s. I wrote down in my notes that the band are on top form here but let’s be honest that has been the case for the entire album. This feels like a song which if performed by any other band would have the kitchen sink thrown at it with layers of sound or some mellotron if they were more modern. But no, this is the La’s and they would be damned if they abandoned their quest for the raw sound which they seek. Also, can I just take a moment to gush over that final minute? As the tempo goes from slow to Sonic the Hedgehog levels of fast, and we hear previous songs in the background, cementing this as the gold-encrusted full stop to the album…c’est magnifique. It’s a close second for my favourite song overall, and part of that is once again down to relatability. Right now more than ever wouldn’t we want to turn the last page and look through the looking glass? We do not know where we’re going next. Did the La’s? Who knows?

Conclusion:

So I asked the question, is The La’s all it is hyped up to be? Yes. Yes it is. No question about it. It’s a quintessential listen, an album which everyone should hear at least once. If anything else, regardless of your tastes, it is one of the most easy listens you will ever have. Every song has passion and drive behind it, none outstay their welcome and all leave you wanting more.

But as I said at the beginning, we never got more. We should be grateful for we got, yes, but we all know that the La’s had a lot more in the tank. They would have happily given us more if they had just nailed that right sound, and done so sooner before John Power got sick of playing the same stuff over and over again. However, let’s not forget, we live in 2021. It’s the age of the internet. And if you take a few seconds you can find songs that never made it onto the album. Songs that could have been the basis of that mythical second album.

Entry #30 – More of What I’ve Been Listening to Lately (a.k.a At least one entry per month, dammit!)

So there’s been another lengthy gap between now and my last entry. Unfortunately, I’ve ended up having one of those months. Nothing depressing or anything like that, but quite hectic; it all started off with a nice holiday in Sussex seeing family for the first time in nearly a year, then I returned home and had to slog through some admin and technical issues trying to sort out a course I’m starting in September. I’ve also had to say bye for now to my best mate as he has moved to Sheffield, and my Dad had an operation to remove a cancerous mole on his leg (He’s doing a lot better now). As well as that, I’ve been stuck in that everlong battle between me and procrastination. Oh, and I went to Leeds for a day out with someone I met online.

You know, the usual kind of June.

So yeah, that’s kind of why we have suffered a bit of a schedule slip on A-Side Glance. However, in order to make sure that I get at least one entry done this month, allow me to bring you another round of music that I have been listening to as of late.

Paul Weller – Heavy Soul

A weekend or two ago I went to work with the intention of stopping at a nearby Asda to get some stuff for dinner. Then plans changed and I ended up spending half an hour in the staff room waiting to start my shift. To pass the time I booted up my Spotify and went to choose an album to listen to, settling on Paul Weller’s fourth solo effort, Heavy Soul.

Definitely a more hard hitting sequel to the comparatively relaxing soft rock of Stanley Road, Heavy Soul is more primarily focused on guitar work with dabblings of blues here and there. Peacock Suit, the lead single, is a particular highlight as we hear Weller turning back to his time in The Jam, not just with the subject matter stemming from his Mod roots, but with the guitars that give the sense of being a wee bit pissed off. More traditional bluesy tunes like Up in Suzes’ Room are very welcome aswell.

However, being so heavily focused on guitars causes Heavy Soul to run the risk of sounding samey and one-dimensional, not helped by the fact that Paul seems a little less inspired at this point as his songs aren’t really up to much. While the aforementioned Peacock Suit and Driving Nowhere were both welcome additions to the playlist, there wasn’t really much in the way of standout Paul Weller classics. I feel like Heavy Soul would probably be better appreciated when translated to the stage; I can imagine songs like Brushed sounding fab live.

Not the greatest entry in the Modfather’s catalogue, but good for what I wanted it to be at that particular point in time as I waited to start work – Something to pass the time.

Jamiroquai – Virtual Insanity

During my holiday in Sussex, I was going through one particular warm and stuffy evening when I decided to give some acid jazz a go. I’d been interested in this genre since revisiting the soundtrack to Ridge Racer Type 4, in particular the wonderfully serene track Pearl Blue Soul. When I hopped on Google to see where would be a good place to start, I ended up being recommended Jamiroquai (Whom I later discovered was a favourite of my uncle’s back in the day. We have good taste in the family).

And Virtual Insanity is a very groovy track, innit? Wonderfully catchy and good for a dicky-dance in the living room or a headbop in the car. But if you take the time to look closer you hear a song that ages like a fine wine. As the title may indicate, Virtual Insanity talks about the growing dissociation between humans and the Earth. While the tune and Jay Kay’s style of singing may indicate otherwise, it’s very much a dour and cynical song as the narrator laments in the chorus that the “Future’s made of virtual insanity now/Always seem to be governed by this love we have/For useless, twisting, our new technology”.

And he’s right. This song was made in 1996. How deeply integrated into the virtual world are we now in 2021, with smartphones and computers, algorithms trying to dictate what we read on the Internet, on the eve of cars that can drive themselves for crying out loud? So far ahead of its time, but trapped in a more niche genre, Virtual Insanity is a song that very much can and very much should be listened to more often.

Muse – Supermassive Black Hole

Whilst Euro 2020 has been happening I have been running a feature on my radio show on Spark Sunderland, where I play songs from old FIFA soundtracks to get listeners into the footballing mood. Doing so has allowed me to play tracks from bands such as Blur, Oasis, Gorillaz, The Jam, Apollo 440, New Order, the Vaccines (Because God knows you need to hear from them during the pandemic), the Enemy, Foals, and most recently Muse.

Muse is a band that I have had on my ‘need-to-hear’ list for quite a while now but haven’t gotten round to yet. Doing the FIFA theme helped me finally give them a shot as what appears to be their signature song was used as part of the soundtrack to FIFA 06.

And I have to say, it’s not half bad. Upon hearing the opening gritty guitar line you know you’re in for a good few minutes of music. The lyrics are not entirely my cup of tea though; very poppy as Matt Bellamy muses (Sorry, couldn’t resist) about a lady in his life, and harping on constantly about melting glaciers does start to grate on me towards the end. It takes me back to listening to Head Music honestly; if you told me that this was originally a song Suede made in the late 90s then I would easily have believed you. As I say, there’s the filthy guitar line, as well as the ear worm of a dance-electronica beat, and the two match to create a tune that will stick in your head for a good few hours at least. It’s very reminiscent of songs like Electricity and Can’t Get Enough.

As a guy who is incredibly cynical to the modern-day popscene and its overabundance of love songs, I can appreciate it when pop is done differently, and getting an alt-rock spin on things here is a nice change of pace. It doesn’t make me want to immediately listen to more Muse but it is enough to retain my curiosity for now.

Ok there you go, that’s a bit of what I’ve been listening to lately. Going to get back into the swing of things in July starting with a double bill from The La’s. A band who only released the one album. Stick around, you’ll find out what I mean soon enough.

Entry #29 – Urban Hymns (a.k.a One Last Hurrah)

Urban Hymns [Remastered] by The Verve | Album Review

I’ve actually been in the presence of Richard Ashcroft. The final days of the 20th century, around Christmas ‘99, in Oxford Street, doing a bit of shopping with my Mum pushing me around in my pram. He just happened to be there, with an air of ‘Do you know who I am?’ about him. Not actually saying it out loud, but acting a wee bit cocky. Now if this was in a bar or something like that then fair enough, after all he had just come away from releasing Urban Hymns. But this was in Mothercare. Mums and bairns don’t really give a toss if you’re a rockstar in Mothercare.

Anyway, that’s besides the point.

The Verve have had a rocky history from what I have gathered. After their sophomore effort A Northern Soul was released in 1995, Ashcroft broke up the band out of nowhere. He quickly went back on this but it created a rift between himself and guitarist Nick McCabe, who did not return. Instead he was replaced very briefly by former Suede guitarist Bernard Butler (And frankly I am fascinated by the idea of a mesh of the music of the Verve and Suede), and then by Simon Tong, who would later go on tour with Blur to fill in for Graham Coxon during the Think Tank era. McCabe would eventually return, teaming up with Tong as the band worked on their third album.

Recording of Urban Hymns took place from late ’96 onwards when Britpop, while still a thing, was in its autumn days. The hype around Suede’s Coming Up was just beginning to wane and then come 1997 the genre would be gradually broken down, first by Blur, then OK Computer, and then of course Be Here Now. Therefore, Urban Hymns is typically classed as the last pure Britpop record as dance groups and boybands began to get a stranglehold on the UK charts, and This is Hardcore put the final nail in the coffin. Here’s hoping it went out with a bang rather than a whimper, eh?

Track #1 – Bitter Sweet Symphony

We’ve all heard it. We all know it. We all love it. I do to. I have nothing new to say about this masterclass of music other than a hearty f*ck you to Allen Klein. Listen to it and then we’ll get on with the second track.

Track #2 – Sonnet

After those infamous strings which dominate the first track, it’s refreshing to hear a more guitar-based follow-up. We get to hear McCabe’s signature psychedelic wibbly-wobbly guitar lines peppered throughout, which along with Ashcroft’s decent vocal work bring this just above a grade of standard. Not a spectacular song to be honest, but I do love the story behind its status as a single; the Verve’s record label wanted another single, the band didn’t, the label insisted, so the band sabotaged its release by releasing it as part of a quartet of 12-inch records. It couldn’t chart as a result. Well played.

Track #3 – The Rolling People

Love the mysterious opening to this one, those scratches of the guitar strings sounding like a heartbeat is fantastic. Very much a precursor to the next song, The Rolling People feels like a night out for a guy addicted to pills and thrills, and we get an impression of such a night as the song continues and reaches a manic and borderline uncontrolled conclusion. I’d have been tempted to have this be a single instead of Sonnet but c’est la vie.

Track #4 – The Drugs Don’t Work

And here’s the comedown. Drug use and 90s bands are like bread and butter. The Verve were no exception, leading to Ashcroft penning this song during the Northern Soul days. And knowing you’re going to inevitably see the faces of those you’ve loved and lost just adds to the futility of addiction. It’s a mesmerizingly beautiful and heartbreaking song, and you can tell Ashcroft is singing from the heart here.

Track #5 – Catching the Butterfly

It’s at this point in Urban Hymns I start to get a little concerned about the pacing; this is only song number five of thirteen total, and by the time it’s over we’re already about half an hour in. However, I’m still along for the ride for now with this song which feels like an evolution from a jam session (Indeed, the whining noises remind me of The National Anthem from Kid A). Appearing less clinical helps Catching the Butterfly stand out, as does the drumwork from Peter Salisbury.

Track #6 – Neon Wilderness

The Verve have always had an undercurrent of space opera about them and that well and truly rears its head here, in a song about getting away from troubles. Where better to go to escape them than the far reaches of the big black?

Track #7 – Space And Time

Guest starring Liam Gallagher and his clapping hands (Although not getting him to play his tambourine was a missed opportunity). On the surface this song appears to be one about a couple whose relationship is failing, as they drift apart and argue constantly. But I think it’s more than that. I feel like this is a song from Ashcroft reaching out to McCabe, acknowledging their fraught friendship and despairing over it.

Track #8 – Weeping Willow

Depression is a poison, and you need that special someone to be the cure. Or at the very least an antibiotic…

Track #9 – Lucky Man

…And when you get that cure, you get a song like this. Lucky Man is an absolute masterpiece. If you ever need cheering up, especially in these tumultuous times, spare some time for this. You never quite realise how lucky you are sometimes, and it’s nice, if not essential, to be reminded. As an aside, I am loving this recurring theme of flip sides of the coin from Ashcroft; first the drugs with tracks four and five, now mental health with Weeping Willow and Lucky Man. It’s interesting to watch the same topic be tackled twice, you don’t see it that often. It’s the first time for me at any rate.

Track #10 – One Day

We’re still hovering around the topic of depression, but One Day translates it into hard times which will eventually pass. This track is host to some of the most beautiful lyrics on the album, such as ‘You’ve been swimming in the lonely sea/With no company’ and ‘You’ve got to tie yourself to the mast, my friend/And the storm will end’.

Track #11 – This Time

And now we’re at regret. We’re covering a lot of those ‘downer’ emotions in this second half of the album. Once again, Ashcroft looks back on the split of the band and how he built up a bit of acrimony between himself and his colleagues, especially McCabe. Nice sentiment, and we get a suitably melancholy song to boot, but this is starting to make me think this is turning into more a Richard Ashcroft album than a Verve album. After all that was the original intention before he got them all back together. It feels like he is gradually letting them go across the album instead of suddenly telling them to f*ck off like last time.

Track #12 – Velvet Morning

I feel like we’re stuck treading around already covered ground. You can only sing about the same so many times in a row, and it would be nice to hear a song that isn’t rooted in Richard’s mental health troubles. It’s here that I realise pacing has yet again become an issue and that the album has slowed right down. Velvet Morning is a fine song, don’t get me wrong, and ‘I was born a damaged little man’ is a powerful line. It just all feels same old, same old at this point.

Track #13 – Come On

And again. The only way this stands out is because it feels like the band has woken up and we get one last gasp of full blown guitar riffs, just to remind you it’s definitely a Verve album. Oh, and Liam’s in the background again. Come On is a good way to round things off though (I know Deep Freeze, the hidden track, is the real end coda but I don’t have anything to say about it). After milking the downer theme dry, Ashcroft stands up, sings, then growls, and concludes with a literal ‘f*ck you!’ to his troubles. I guess in hindsight that’s what depression does; what should be minutes feels like days until eventually you come out the other side, determined. And life goes on until you circle back around.

Conclusion:

If we’re being honest this isn’t really a Verve album. This is more or less Richard Ashcroft’s solo debut that he just happened to do with his old bandmates. But he was right to realise that he could never have made this half as magical without them. McCabe, Salisbury, Tong, all help elevate the majority of this album massively. I don’t know if I can class this as their magnum opus seeing as I still have yet to listen to a chunk of A Northern Soul and the whole of A Storm in Heaven and Forth, but I think it’s safe to say they have some tough competition.

Urban Hymns is not a perfect album by any means. It has a tendency to drag, especially during the second half once we’re past the peak that is Lucky Man. But when it gets going, it is lightning gold, and there are some songs that may be 5 minutes or more that you just do not want to end. And if there’s one thing that I cannot deny about every single song on the playlist, it’s that they are chock full of emotion and heart. A lot of care has gone into them and it shows. So yeah, as what is commonly perceived as the final chapter in the Britpop book, it is a fabulous finale and I highly recommend it.

You know, going into this and having only really paid close attention to the Verve’s singles, I never actually used to rate Richard Ashcroft as a singer-songwriter. But now that I’ve waded through the Thom Yorkes, the Damon Albarns and the Jarvis Cockers of my playlists, I can safely say that Richard certainly has a way with words and his songs are nothing to be sniffed at. Still not good enough to warrant a ‘Do you know who I am?’ attitude in Mothercare, but regardless.

Entry #28 – Eurovision 2021 (a.k.a From Bad to Worse to Amanda Holden)

Just a quick off-the-cuff entry here before I bring you a review of Urban Hymns later this week. This past Saturday brought us the long-awaited grand return of the Eurovision Song Contest, after the pandemic forced it to take a hiatus last year. And believe it or not this was the first time I have fully paid attention to the event, watched all the acts, soaked in the camp and felt right in my opinions as I judged from the comfort of the sofa. It was a fun night in the end, and there were acts that stuck out like a sore thumb across the evening, and not all for the right reasons. Here, I want to leave my thoughts on a few of the highlights and lowlights from Saturday night. Starting with the obvious one…

UK – Embers by James Newman:

Oh, James. James, James, James. You tried. But I’m not entirely surprised about this song getting nul puis, partially because the UK ain’t that well-liked on the world stage right now, and partially because Embers was as dull as dishwater. We desperately need something spicier next year. Just a little bit of variation, a song that isn’t a song for the sake of being a song. Something with a bit of heart in it. And of course, we can’t go on without noting that the night was terrible for the Brits and Amanda Holden was the cream on the fecal cake. After she showed her face I’m not surprised the UK ended up with nowt.

Italy – ZITTI E BUONI by Måneskin:

This was a pleasant surprise, I like me a bit of glam rock being a Suede fan and all. Also, did the guitarist remind anyone of Suzi Quatro or was that just me? Anyway, I didn’t initially have Italy pegged as the winners; initially I thought it was going to go to one of the more politically charged acts like Russia or Malta. But as I said, Italy were a pleasant surprise and considering who they had to fend off in the end when the votes came rolling in, I’m glad they won.

Belgium – The Wrong Place by Hooverphonic:

Darkhorse act of the night in my opinion. While the lyrics were a little bizarre at times (Johnny Cash t-shirt?), the music and the vocals were all pretty damned good, and the darker alt-rock tone helped this one stand out. Not a Eurovision-winning number by any means but definitely worthy of a top 10 place for me, and I am actually pretty tempted to check out Hooverphonic’s other work. Watch this space.

France – Voila by Barbara Pravi:

The runner-up. And I have a feeling I’m in the minority here. Well, Barbara Pravi did give it her all and is an incredible performer, I’ll give her that. But while every single song sounded ‘European’, this one just sounded overly French. I dunno, maybe it was because my GCSE French was kicking in while this one was playing and it put me off. That or the fact that half the lyrics were just the word ‘voila’. Anyway, stellar performance, no doubt.

Switzerland – Voy a quedarme by Blas Canto:

Still questioning why this Sam Smith-lite act was in the running for the win.

Portugal – Love Is On My Side by The Black Mamba:

I loved the music behind this, it had the sound of a Shirley Bassey-style Bond song. Unfortunately the singer was not my cup of tea. In fact it even sounded like he was trying to sing like Shirley Bassey which didn’t sit well with me.

Germany – I Don’t Feel Hate by Jendrik:

Oh boy. Judging by the online response, I hope this guy meant it when he said he couldn’t feel hate. Everyone shat on this and with good reason. But I have to admit I actually found it was so bad that it was good. If cult classic shitshow films like The Room and Birdemic had a child and it was a Eurovision song, then it would be I Don’t Feel Hate. From the daft lyrics, the TikTok-style tone, the hand costume which couldn’t decide if it was a peace sign or a middle finger, and Jendrik himself getting so caught up in his act he forgot to play his ukulele…you just cannot help but laugh. It was memorable, which is more than I can say for quite a few of the night’s performances.

Azerbaijan – Mata Hari by Efendi:

If any of Eurovision 2021’s songs sounded like long-term chart mainstays then this would be it. That chorus is such an ear worm, and it was my guilty pleasure of the night. In fact it’s now in my guilty pleasure playlist on Spotify.

Iceland – 10 Years by Daði & Gagnamagnið

While I was glad that Italy were triumphant in the end, Iceland really should have won and it’s a crying shame that Covid stopped them from being able to perform this live. This is the kind of tone that Jendrik was going for but leaned far too into; not taking yourself too seriously, but not having it plastered all over your face as if to say ‘Oh look at me I’m so funny omfg rofl lmao’. They did it deadpan and that contributed massively to an excellent performance. Choreography was top notch. Again, wish they’d won.