A third re-up. And one of the best. Catch it here.
Yes I know I become a little boring with my Dan Treacy fixation and fan-attitude (at my age it's a quite pathetic) but once again this 1996 single is a gem, a fucking depressing one, marked to the blood by the sincerity of his author (the title tells it all). If musically and melodically it was not good who would really care. But both songs are classics and it's difficult to imagine in hearing them that Dan Treacy was so low and out of himself (but was he? I was not there to attest this supposition). The sound here has something of a church one, echoes, giving the atmosphere a mystic one. Musically, there's a "Let's Spend The Night Together recorded by Phil Spector" impression on "How Does It Feel To Be Loved" whereas on "Now That I'm A Junkie" it's more "Syd Barrett has rented John Bonham to do the drumming". I seem to be joking but all this is not really fun. Sure people had better to do in 1997 than listening to this naive, childish depressive stuff, but today not much of music of this time can be listened to with the same emotion. Released by the Little Teddy label, this single was preceded by a split single, a reissue and a live one. But I prefer to post in their sequential issue, the true own studio singles and EPs of the band. Enjoy this one here.