Entertainment For Lively Minds
Style over substance
Posted by bargepole on 7 August 2009 - 7:59pm.
Bargepole learns with a sinking heart that the forthcoming issue features an article on The Divine Comedy, surely one of the most overrated acts of all time.
What other examples of 'style over substance' spring to the fertile mind of the Massive?
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They had style?
.
New project
Duckworth Lewis Method, is great fun
Songs of Love
aka the Father Ted theme was a lovely tune, in both sung and instrumental forms. Something for the Weekend, Becoming More Like Alfie and The Frog Princess were great pop songs imho, although I will admit the Leslie Phillips act grated after a while...
Spandau Ballet
Err, no, hang on. They didn't have style either.
I would say
that the Divine Comedy are underrated if anything. Try this wonderful song for starters:
A Divine Comedy admirer writes:
Witty lyrics, well crafted melodies & orchestration. A fine voice. An island of intelligent pop amid the boorish onslaught of Britpop. Some superb songs on every album.
Standout records: Promenade, Cassanova, Regeneration.
Neil Hannon is one of the best writers of recent times. He also penned the theme for Father Ted, enough said?
Not everyone's cup of tea, sure. But very stylish & very substantial. They deserve some coverage in The Word.
Dear Mr. bargepole (for it is inevitably a bloke)
can I be your friend?
I detest Mr. Coconut Head and all his works so much I really wish he didn't exist.
as to the original Q?
Evanessence ~ is it Goth, is it Prog, is it Metal, is it Shite? - YES!
you're trying too hard dear NEXT!
Substance over style
Elbow, if you ask me. Just saying...
Style and substance
Another Divine Comedy fan here. I first saw them about 15 years ago, fairly early in their career (supporting Tori Amos), and I liked them straight away. In addition to the songs already mentioned, I'd warmly commend The Summerhouse, Charmed Life, Come Home Billy Budd, hell, numerous others. You don't have to look far behind the image to see (and hear) a serious talent. Here's a live version of Summerhouse, a bit ragged, but you can still discern a bloody good song I think.
Tori Amos Support.
I think Neil Hanlon can certainly craft a song but it generally comes across as clever rather than inspired.
I saw them supporting Tori Amos (in Sheffield I think) and I've never seen so many people decide to exit to the bar during a support act - it was embarrassing.
Easy
Jarvis Cocker and Pulp, obv.
Amen!
please stick Radioheid in there too
Steps were over rated but...
The Divine Comedy wrote some classy, witty, intelligent songs.
Divine Comedy
I love 'em.
Bargepole is mistaken
The forthcoming issue contains precisely zero features on The Divine Comedy. It does, however, contain a particularly fine piece on The Duckworth Lewis Method, whose album is brilliant... and I say this as someone who's never really liked anything Neil Hannon has done until now.
Go back and have another go
Pop Stars Fear of the Pollen Count is pop perfection. Plenty of good stuff in the DC canon.
http://open.spotify.com/track/1yJfwnVKFQinh5bMsPDjV5
Pop Stars Fear of the Pollen Count
It's what I put on if I need cheered up! The perfect summer song.
But are not
the two entities essentially the same thing unless Bargepole misunderstood Mark Ellen last night.Bargepole cannot and will not easily forgive Mr Hannon that dreadful song about National Express, although he does accept that the fine game of cricket is God's gift to the sporting world.
Well...
I guess they're the same thing if you also consider, say, Stormbringer-era Deep Purple and Whitesnake to be the same band simply because David Coverdale shook his curls for both.
Ah Fraser,
a tear springs to Bargepole's eye as he recalls Stormbringer being released in 1974, those halcyon days when his locks were long and flowing and his attire consisted entirely of denim and leather.
By the way, are you not supposed to be winging your way to the land of North Korea - who will guide us while you are gone?
That's not for another month or so
Heppo will be at the controls when I'm away.
Bargepole mentions
for no apparent reason that one of his oldest chums teaches English in South Korea.
Meanwhile he looks forward to the cyber-company of Fraser for the time being at least.
...and they shared a drummer and organist
(Whitesnake and Deep Purple, I mean. Not Whitesnake and The Divine Comedy. As far as I know anyway)
Duckworth Lewis Method album
Brilliant - agree completely. Haven't stopped playing it since I got it.
I was at their gig at The Oval a few weeks ago and it was most enjoyable. They finished with Soul Limbo (aka the BBC cricket theme). Great fun.
Bumbuggerarsetit.
Fraser's opinions as regards Neil Hannon echo mine exactly.
And I was really looking forward to disagreeing with him on this subject.
Divine Comedy
are the Radiohead of whimsy.
Mannered. Clunky. Ornate. Pointless.
As for the Duckworth Lewis album - it is the sort of thing that I would have expected to see on Pebble Mill at One in 1978. As the rain beat down on the studio glass and Bob Langley tapped his toes
I love Divine Comedy...
I've paid twice to see him and both times he was fantastic. Even Neil Hannon's failures are interesting, like that LP where he tried to be Radiohead and failed (thank God - the world needs more witty lyricists and less miserable buggers). Funnily enough though, I can't get very excited by the Duckworth Lewis stuff.
I look into my crystal ball..
..I see myself and Bargepole..
..joined hand-in-hand...
Shouting.. together..
that
Anyone who, for the faintest attosecond, harbours the notion that National Express is not reasonable grounds for Neil Hannon to be dragged naked through the streets and then beaten repeatedly with rolled-up copies of the NME until he weeps solemn tears of contrition should be banned from listening to music of any kind EVER. Never mind passing comment on it.
The Duckworth Lewis album gives Hannon only a suspended sentence.
Just for you...
Take the national express when your lifes in a mess
It'll make you smile
All human life is here
From the feeble old dear to the screaming child
From the student who knows that to have one of those
Would be suicide
To the family man
Manhandling the pram with paternal pride
And everybody sings ba ba ba da...
Were going where the air is free
On the national express theres a jolly hostess
Selling crisps and tea
Shell provide you with drinks and theatrical winks
For a sky-high fee
Mini-skirts were in style when she danced down the aisle
Back in 63 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But its hard to get by when your arse is the size
Of a small country
And everybody sings ba ba ba da...
Were going where the air is free
Tomorrow belongs to me
When youre sad and feeling blue
With nothing better to do
Dont just sit there feeling stressed
Take a trip on the national express
Notlistening
**fingersinearslalalalalalalal**
Sorry did you post something?
**stillnotlisteninglalalala***
It killed me typing that out...
...from memory.
or...
A Short Album About Love
Is a thing of substance and beauty, and Graham Johns reckons Bargepole should give it a blast (hey, this third person thing is fun!). As for style over substance, Franz Ferdinand are my betes noires, closely followed by your Manics.
The Frannies (or is it the Ferdies?)
Great debut. Fantastic slice of pop in Take Me Out. Second album syndrome, big time. Haven't bothered with the third. But yes, overall, a very surface band. I highly recommend Alex Kapranos's book 'Sound Bites (eating on tour with Franz Ferdinand)' though. Very well written.
Manics - slightly disagree. Not a fan at all of their agitprop agenda but James Dean Bradfield possesses unarguably one of the greatest sets of pipes in British pop (or rock - still a tricky one that, isn't it?), and they have made some epic singles, none more so than A Design For Life, with its brilliant opening line 'Libraries gave us power'.
Bargepole takes breakfast,
having risen early to make the point that another pet hate is the song 'come home billy bird'. Ridiculous and irritating at the same time.
The Divine Comedy
Bobby Crush's combo led by Scott Walker's hormunculus.
DLM
The Duckworth Lewis Method is a Great listen.
Have tolerated Divine Comedy until now ... Tempted to review and promote to active listening ...
Jiggery Pokery is great pop ... esp if you are familiar with "The Ball of the Century".
as grand as I think The Divine Comedy are
I detest National Express with a passion.
I can see how they'd grate for some people, but they've done some marvellous stuff, especially A Short Album About Love.
The prosecution
would like the jury to examine "Something for the Weekend", m'lud.
Acknowledged,
take him down.
Hung, drawn and quartered....
Just for that terribly mannered "Hello, laydees..." intro...
NB - DLM is a fantastic record but sentence has been passed
Definitely a fan
though can appreciate how it can appear a bit twee, for want of a better word. Seen DC once live and thoroughly enjoyed it all, and felt a special conncetion with Mr Hannon when I was hit in the chest by his pint of beer, it was a MOD ish target tshirt, so good shot!
Saw DLM @ Latitude, great fun well crafted songs, and a cricket lovers delight.
But I am
a cricket lover - and it fails to bowl me over. Typifying all that is mundane and gratuitous and ingratiating and noisome about Neil H's work
Divine Comedy
A cross between Scott Walker and ELO what is there not to love ?
style and substance I think
As for DLM its one of the best albums this year
A passive aggressive writes...
Oh for f**k's sake - it's only pop music.
I adore Radiohead, Belle & Sebastian, Divine Comedy, Pulp. It was my 20s, my vintage. They stand up with loads of other great music. But maybe it's because I'm a fey, pretentious, middle class, Southern softie... All bands are contrived. What's wrong with pretending? They've all said something to me about my life. They don't speak to some of you? Fine. Why get so uptight about it? Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel? Hardly the axis of evil are they?
I'm afraid they are
but being a Weegie, I'm prepared to give B&S a bit of leeway, they aren't Travis
Huh?
Why the hatred? There is a sea of turgid lookee-likee bilge out there; it spills out of my radio, washes around my tv screen like a demented launderette washing machine, and seeps out of the walls of shops everywhere I go. Hurrah for literate, original, playful music. Boo to stage school R'n'B. Regeneration and Fin de Siecle are fine albums, and I have happy memories of my staff singing along to the backing singers on National Express using the bar code scanners as microphones behind the tills at Oddbins.