Album: single, 1967
Justification: Being reminded of this song is but one of the benefits of having friends with housemates who own extensive record collections.
While hanging at Big Pink – Marrickville’s premier share house – the other night, Mr Garth Tregillgas (him out of 78 Saab, purveyors of quality Canberra-via-Sydney indie popsmanship) had just gotten home from a show at the Annandale and commandeered the house stereo. After a very entertaining 80s hair metal power ballad playlist, which involved quite a lot of Skid Row, he shifted gears into more of a 60s pop mood and this came up on his iPod. And I thought “The Hollies! Jesus, I haven’t listened to them in freakin’ ages – not since my ex-wife went through a brief but spirited Hollies jag after falling in love with ‘The Air That I Breathe’ and most of the rest of the Virgin Suicides soundtrack!” Which is a great soundtrack, by the way. The score by Air, not so much.
(Garth also played ‘Hush’ by Deep Purple, which was referenced only yesterday and put me in mind of the Charlatans. See how this all works? Maybe I shouldn’t give it all up just yet.)
Anyway, the third verse of this is sung by co-writer Graham Nash, before he quit the band and relocated to the US to be the surname after the ampersand with David Crosby and Stephen Stills. The band still exist, technically, although just about everyone has quit at one time or another. I kinda dismissed them as being a third-string British Invasion band when I was first getting into the Who and the Kinks and so on, but then I heard the Posies‘ cover of ‘King Midas In Reverse’ and thought “um, I’m going to need to explore this band a lot more.”
I’m not sure why Nash and Allan Clarke are wearing those jerkins in the above video, though.
SONG YOU SHOULD HAVE REDISCOVERED THIS TIME IN 2011: Lush were enjoying the fruits of Britpop with ‘Ladykillers’.
AND HERE’S THE LAST FIVE…