The 1981 Listening Post - The Korgis - Sticky George

 The Korgis - Sticky George

#342

July 10 1981

The Korgis

Sticky George

Genre: Synth Pop

2.75 out of 5

I had new French Doors installed during a backyard renovation. They open on the left side and not the right. That’s ok. But I have a tendency to turn the knob to the left, leaving my index finger knuckle exposed and, at least 4 times, I have rammed that knuckle into the jam, ripping skin off with it. 

So, my dominant hand’s finger is in scorching pain. And bleeding. 

Oh,and I’m also newly allergic to Speed Stick deodorant, so I have some painful itching going on.

I just have to write stuff about a record while I listen to it and this one isn’t really inspiring much.

And it hurts to type. 

This is the kind of music a band would submit for consideration in a Karate Kid knock off movie…and get rejected. 

There’s a lushness that happened at the end on the final two tracks and I found myself dozing off as I think the music intended. 

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0x9d0bpdx0&list=PLlvn8uktX5LuD1gK90dOZcHO8KOci8Kug  (Missing 1 track - Contraband)

The 1980 Listening Post - The Korgis - Dumb Waiters

 The Korgis - Dumb Waiters

#293

July 1 1980

The Korgis

Dumb Waiters

Genre: New Wave

3.75 out of 5

Blockbuster movies are released in the summer. People are out. Kids aren’t stuck in school, they are in the world with summer jobs and beach trips and bikes and camping and families are on vacation. 

You take your coca-cola can transistor radio with you to the lake and sneak a beer with your dad. 

You might go to a concert or a festival or a summer town. 

You know what you don’t do, apparently? Buy music. Because the summer months are loaded with trash. Just one bad album after another. 

Sure, there are occasional bursts of excellence but the sheer volume of crap dumped in the summer is vast. Because that’s the time for pop. 

This album is just hyper derivative. I think of it more like fans of the Bay City Rollers decided to start a band. Which should be a compliment since BR had some good records. 

 (However, later, on “It’s No Good Unless You Love Me” I swear I hear the beginnings of Belle & Sebastian-esque/Camera Obscura Twee)

I did enjoy the wooziness of “Everybody’s Got to Learn Sometime” and the wannabe 70s player piano glam of “Dirty Postcards” but not enough to listen to them again. 

It gets better as we go, though. Argh. I don’t hate it! 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JA3vcxP7Ghs