Cardiff Afterlife

Generic Ratings: 1: Crap. 2: Okay. 3: Good. 4: Great

The oft-forgotten Lifeblood ends in fantastic form with this dedication to Richey. Unlike almost all of the album, the lyrics do not feel like something rubbed out inside thirty seconds on the condensation of a windowpane, and the coldness which is the main feature of the album becomes a cloak to wrap around oneself. Musically we have the powerful and emotional melodies that we love, and mix that with superb harmonica work and tumbling, confused harps, along with a very sudden hard stop, and it’s one of the best album closer’s the band has written.

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Cardiff Afterlife: 4/Great

 

Midnight Sun

Generic Ratings: 1: Crap. 2: Okay. 3: Good. 4: Great

Another acoustic song which feels like a Bradfield solo number, this time from the Postcards From A Young Man B-Sides. We do get drums and other sounds, but this one is primarily an excuse for another lonesome Bradfield melody – gripping verses which remind us what a great singer he is, and a chorus with another fine Manics lead hook backed by organ and slightly heavier guitars. It won’t change anyone’s world, but it’s another poignant entry into the softer canon.

Midnight Sun: 3/Good

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Misheard Lyric: Wants a rental sunrise/wants some gasoline

Actual Lyric: Warm Sorrento sunrise/White Sargasso Sea (or is it ‘Wide’ as you would expect?)