Showing posts with label The Teardrop Explodes. Show all posts
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Wednesday, August 3, 2022

The 1981 Listening Post - The Teardrop Explodes - Wilder

 The Teardrop Explodes - Wilder



#605 LISTENING POST GUEST REVIEWER DISCOVERY

By Tom Mott

November 1981

The Teardrop Explodes

Wilder

Genre: post-rock neo-psychedelic art-pop

Allen’s Rating: 3.5 out of 5

Tom’s Rating: 4 out of 5


Highlights

Bent Out of Shape

Colours Fly Away

Seven Views of Jerusalem




TOM DISCOVERY. Where has this been my whole life? What a lovely melange!


It's really quite wonderful. Especially the one-two-three punch of the first three songs. I hear shades of XTC, The The, Echo & The Bunnymen, Psychedelic Furs, Talk Talk, Toyah, The Jam, The Police, Peter Gabriel. Not derivative of those bands, but so firmly of its era. The Teardrop Explodes should've been in Urgh! A Music War. I hear so many directions these other bands were exploring, and would continue to explore over the next five years. 


It's seeped in the sounds that got tiresome by the late 80s: funky bass way up in the mix, martial drumming, effects-laden guitars adding textures, detached vocals. But it's 1981 and we're at the start of that. And I gotta say, it sounds fresh. Mostly because, like Ian Drury or Matt Johnson, they've got layers of horns and pulsing repetitive beats and unexpected instrument combinations which carve out a unique space. And like John Martyn, it's such a quirky space, it worms its way in and works its magic.


More than anything, it reminds me of Costello's Punch the Clock (1983) and XTC's Oranges & Lemons (1989). Crazy that I've never heard this before. Mostly, it reminds me of the latter XTC album: the sunshine baa-paa-paa vocals, the odd sitar or organ joyfully springing up, the Penny Lane cornet flourishes. Kind of blowing my mind that The Teardrop Explodes raced here first seven years earlier. The teardrop implodes. So it goes.


[EDIT #1: OK, so Steve Lillywhite produced this. That explains so much about the overall 80s "modern rock" sound here that played out through the 80s.]


Some standout tracks: 


Bent Out of Shape has a spare, catchy vibe a la Love Cats.

Colours Fly Away kicks off with punchy horns, an insistent bass, and some jangly guitars.

Seven Views of Jerusalem fades in with nonstop polyrhythms and dang this sounds like something off of Soul Mining.

Passionate Friend sounds like a collab between The Turtles, Elvis Costello, and XTC.


I dig it. Supposedly their previous album is even better. That makes sense. There's a lovely polish to Punch the Clock and Oranges & Lemons, but perhaps too much polish. Traveling backwards a year should reap some rewards. I can't wait! 


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MORE ON JULIAN COPE


In 1981, Cope put out a Scott Walker compilation album, which helped revitalize Walker's career.


In the mid-90s, he put out the acclaimed Krautrocksampler book, and his list of the top 50 Krautrock albums is cited frequently.


The name "The Teardrop Explodes" name comes from a panel from Daredevil #77 (1971).


He's given lectures on Nordic mythology, published a book on neolithic stone circles, has been an avid champion of obscure and underground music ... and has set off fire alarms with his hairspray.


I like this guy! Kindred spirit.


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Friday, September 11, 2020

The 1980 Listening Post - The Teardrop Explodes - Kilimanjaro

 The Teardrop Explodes - Kilimanjaro


#410

by Paul Zickler
The Teardrop Explodes 
Kilimanjaro 
Genre: Post-Punk, Neo-Psychedelic 
Allen’s Rating: 3.5 out of 5
Paul's Rating: 2.5 Out of 5


Highlights:
Kilimanjaro
Treason
Poppies

My knowledge of The Teardrop Explodes comes exclusively from bringing home their “Wilder” album when I lived in a house with two other guys my sophomore year of college. We all loved music (understatement, we lived for it), and we each brought our own specialities to the table. Jonathan was a pop connoisseur who greatly increased my appreciation for Hall & Oates, REO Speedwagon, and latter day Chicago. Steve owned actual Beatles bootlegs (in 1984!), plus he was an audio engineer who made live recordings of blues and folk artists. My niches included Dylan, grittier classic rock, and new wave. “Wilder” was a bridge too far for all of us. I dug a few songs, but not enough to argue for turntable time, and The Teardrop Explodes soon became a reference point for music outside the household comfort zone.

Later, I would spend evenings at the college listening library, getting exposure to Coltrane, Zappa and various avant garde noises. Within a few years, Julian Cope and company might have fit much more comfortably into my collection, had I held onto the record. No idea where it ended up.

On to Kilimanjaro. The first two songs have those repetitive melodies that become grating and annoying very quickly. “Treason” works much better - there are some nice hooks and variations before the repeating melody takes over for the last 40 seconds. At least there are background vocals to add variation. “Second Hand” has a Billy Idol-ish bass line and swooshing synths. I don’t mind it, and it’s short. “Poppies” runs over 5 minutes, but it moves along decently and doesn’t get annoying. “Went Crazy” overuses fake horn synths while simultaneously trying to sound like The Clash. Nope. “Brave Boys Keep Their Promises” rocks a kind of Cure vibe pretty decently, although I don’t think it’s specifically influenced by The Cure, that’s just what it reminds me of. In the same vein, “Bouncing Babies” reminds me a little of The Smiths, but this album came out before anyone outside of Manchester had ever heard of Morrisey.

Maybe The Teardrop Explodes couldn’t quite nail a sound that appealed to a broader audience, but other, better bands took what they were doing and made it work? I honestly have no idea. These aren’t bad songs, but they aren’t notably good either. Their sound veers close to being interesting at times, but it doesn’t quite get there. When a promising melody occurs, it’s immediately repeated until it loses its promise. Maybe “Wilder” features better songs, or maybe my 1984 instincts weren’t all that bad.

Either way, I’m not going to seek out any Teardrop Explodes vinyl anytime soon.