Saturday 18 August 2012

OLD WEIRD - JUST KIDS/LIKE SUBTERRANEANS

Released August 2012
TOR28

On the road. On the run. The last romantic couple. You and me against the world. A world in graint black-and-white with a lonesome plastic bag caught in the wind, as if possessed. Or maybe in wide-screen and Technicolour (if Nick Ray is involved, and why wouldn't he be?) Teen melodrama on the edge of the apocalypse. Rockabilly and New York punk, Gene Vincent, The Velvets and Suicide. Patti and Robert. Jack and Alene. Leo and Mardou (leave them alone). There's always a young guy - sensitive, romantic, cynical, acting tough but inside brittle and confused, the world never good enough for him, always breaking it's promises, forever letting him down. And there's a girl (there has to be) - radiant but melancholy, vibrant yet aloof, fragile and a little crazy, here and then gone, part of the world but also an escape route from it, tainted by association (by contact, by implication) but somehow pure...untouched. And so these two will find each other - maybe only for a little while, perhaps for the rest of their  lives. Whichever it is, they'll never forget their time together and what it meant (everything), memories and moments tattooed on each others hearts, or a photographic image burnt on their souls. Indelible. Indestructible. And we will watch, read, talk about their adventures, their passion, endlessly, until they become part of our own autobiography. Those crazy bebop evenings we spent in New York and 'Frisco with Adam and Carmody and Leroy. With Andy, Lou, John, Sterling and Mo. With Holly and Candy and Little Joe. With Harry Smith in the Chelsea Hotel. When we were kids (just kids), young, reckless and hungry for life. And the world was a big, crazy firework, endlessly exploding in the nocturnal sky of our imagination. - David.



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