
I have to admit to being utterly devastated by the dondless silence which has greeted my recommendation over on the all-new, all-singing, not-as-bad-as-we-all-feared mothership this morning.
Plenty of support for Delilah (for which, thanks) but not a squeak in response to my shout for McCarthy. So it's revenge time - I've asked blimpy to make some changes around here so that you are now all forced to listen to my playlists - choice has been removed from the equation.
McCarthy, I know, are not everyone's cup of tea and I'm occasionally surprised to find that they are mine. Sitting firmly in the Marxist corner of the C86 movement-that-was-never-really-a-movement, the Barking quartet (Barking Essex, not barking mad) rocked my world for a few years back in the mid-late 80s.
They were a major influence on The Manic Street Preachers (which again, I know, won't necessarily endear them to everyone in these parts) - Nicky Wire has described their debut album I Am A Wallet as "the most perfect record - a communist manifesto with tunes".
Their work is a strange mixture of rage and pop sensibilities, with large dollops of polemic thrown in for good measure. Here then, are three tracks which fully fit this week's revenge theme.
Should The Bible Be Banned?
A fictional tale of a man who's in prison for murder - his victim was his own brother who was also their father's favourite. The Home Secretary is looking into whether the bible should be banned since the story of Cain and Abel has clearly been the inspiration behind a copycat killing.
Frans Hals
I'm not quite sure what this song is about (OK, yes, I do know who Frans Hals is!) but I'm not sure what the lyrical reference to revenge is all about. I remember reading about an artist who painted a group of civic dignitaries in a less than flattering way but I didn't think it was Hals. Anyway, it's a great song and it fits the revenge theme.
Charles Windsor
This is the best of the lot (revenge-theme-wise) and was covered by The Manics - it was a b-side on their Life Becoming A Landslide EP. I often think of it as the best song that Morrissey didn't write - listen to the lyrics and you'll see what I mean:
"One, two, three, four
Charles Windsor, who's at the door?
At such an hour, who's at the door?
In the back of an old green Cortina
You're on your way to the guillotine"
Let me know what you think - remember a shrug of the shoulders, a gentle smile or a hearty vomit don't come across very well on a blog...




































