ALbum: Cult of the Basement, 1990
Justification: There are a lot of bands that are masters of writing song titles that make you want to hear the song. TISM are obvious geniuses at it, but for a long time REM had a lock on it (I remember desperately wanting to hear ‘Disturbance at the Heron House’ on the basis of the name alone), and the Beautiful South went through a purple period circa 0898 with songs like ‘You Play Glockenspiel, I’ll Play Drums’. But I think this was the first time I’d heard a song title and went “Best. Title. Ever.”
The Jazz Butcher, technically, was Pat Fish and he was more a poet than a musician, hence a vocal technique that could be best described as “speak-singy, like some sort of low-rent, slightly drunk Rex Harrison with a head cold”. Triple J got behind them in a big way around 1990, and by Triple J I mean Maynard F# Crabbes, who gets a major shout out on the sleeve to the Shirley Maclaine EP that I believe was knocked up purely for Australia.
I remember playing this to the Undecided’s drummer Ben and saying something along the lines of “those extended snare fills in the coda? Do that sort of thing all the time, please.” I’m reasonably sure we covered it at some point too, and it went down about as well as you’d expect.
This is a song that I always want to play when I’m DJing, and barely ever do since it clears dancefloors like a flamethrower.
SONG YOU SHOULD HAVE REDISCOVERED THIS TIME IN 2011: Mad disco genius via Giorgio Moroder upon Donna Summer’s still-amazing ‘I Feel Love’.
AND HERE’S THE LAST FIVE…