UK 1990 press. Record plays EX.
That intro.
Just that.
Guitar line comes in and suddenly it’s 1989 and everyone’s staring at their shoes pretending they’re not buzzing. It’s not loud. It’s not frantic. It just glides. Cool without trying. Slightly smug. Fair enough.
If you don’t rate this you’re in the minority. And probably wrong.
Still ridiculous.
FFO
The La's, The Charlatans early, Happy Mondays without the chaos, Primal Scream before the leather trousers
