Teenage Fanclub's
The Concept is one of my favourite songs of all time yet I'm not even bothered about the band themselves. It opens their second album
Bandwagonesque, itself a fine piece of music but there's just something darn nice about
The Concept despite its profoundly clinical title. I'll admit at six minutes and seven seconds it has the drag factor to idiotic ears but what do they know, they're idiots.
Anyone else would be awash amid sterling mucky pop guitars that've rode in from Neil Young's early days with Crazy Horse via dream pop central. Heavenly slacker noise. C'mon this was '92 so I can reach back and steal some Melody Maker type slogans to bounce around.
It begins with a squawl of feedback before opening heavenly with some tunefully crunching guitars and a song about a girl. I don't know who it is that sings, as far as I know Teenage Fanclub has three singers but I might be wrong. It drifts on through harmonies, liquid guitar solos and pop nous to create a great little nugget of sloppy pop rock. It ends with Beach Boy vocals before a titanic Neil Young scraggy solo kicks in before the song fades out into silence.
Heaven!
Didn't know it had a video:
She wears denim wherever she goes
Says she's gonna get some records by the Status Quo
Oh yeah...Oh yeah...
Still she won't be forced against her will
Says she don't do drugs but she does the pill
Oh yeah...Oh yeah...
I didn't want to hurt you oh yeah...
I didn't want to hurt you oh yeah...
Says she likes my hair 'cause it's down my back
Says she likes the group 'cause we pull in the slack
Oh yeah...Oh yeah...
When she's at the gig she takes her car
And she drive us home if it is in a bar
Oh yeah...Oh yeah...
I didn't want to hurt you oh yeah...
I didn't want to hurt you oh yeah...
