Showing posts with label Talk Talk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Talk Talk. Show all posts

Thursday, March 26, 2020

The 1986 Listening Post - Talk Talk - The Color of Spring

Talk Talk - The Color of Spring


#78/1245
March 1 1986
Talk Talk
The Color of Spring
Genre: New Wave
5 out of 5

Highlights:
Happiness is Easy
I Don’t Believe in You
April 5th
Time It’s Time

Within 30 seconds of the opening track (and reinforced throughout that song) one thing came to mind:
Without a doubt, Radiohead are Talk Talk fans. They must be. Listen to “Happiness is Easy” and tel me that’s not “15 Steps” from In Rainbows. 
So, as I often do, I googled “Talk Talk The Colour of Spring Radiohead. 
Sho nuff: From NME, “And so it follows that Radiohead are massive fans; in conversation with Elbow’s Guy Garvey on BBC 6Music, the band’s go-to producer Nigel Godrich called ‘Spirit of Eden’ producer Phil Brown “a father figure to my generation of engineers”.
This is not the previous Talk Talk. This is something different…more delicate but also with more heft. Either TT anticipate the coming sounds from Britain or influenced them in a way heretofore unrecognized by me. 
But also, the more experimental gleeps and ambient ponderings of latter day REM, which, without the rock and roll force of nature that was Bill Berry, fell under Stipe’s control. It’s no wonder, as their teeth grew, they were referred to, often, as the American Radiohead. 
Guarantee Stipe had this album. (Elbow, too)

Saturday, January 26, 2019

The 1984 Listening Post - Talk Talk - It's My Life

Talk Talk - It's My Life



$45
February 1984
Talk Talk
It’s My Life
2.5 out of 5

Highlights: 
It’s My Life


If you were a bass player worth your salt in 1984 you were pretty much assured of being able to pay your rent that year. You know…Roxy Music wasn’t THAT great. Why are there so many knock offs?
This stuff actually makes me miss Spandau Ballet and Duran Duran. At times (“Renee”) it’s downright somnambulant. When it does show some life toward the end, even the band seems bored. And when they come to the end, “Its You”, their intentions are revealed: They want to be Echo & the Bunnymen. They are not. 
The big single title track is the only real sign of any life on this too tired piece of synth-pop.