Manic Mondays – 16th July 2018

‘My champion/enlightened soul/Unchain the burden of all that I’ve become
My hero I have lost so much/My angel call my name’

My Champion/Berlin

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Interiors

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

I can’t imagine many calling this out as a favourite from the band or from the album, given that it could easily get lost among the more well known singles, but this has always been a personal favourite of mine, and a much stronger song than say Kevin Carter or the title track. I love the non-intro, I love the stabbing guitars, I love the shouted, stuttered melodies, I love the warmth of the guitars in the pre-chorus and through the chorus, I love the twisting little middle section, but most of all I love Bradfield’s vocal – the way he unleashes that final ‘ say what you have’ – incredible.

Misheard Lyrics:

1. Say worry ’bout tomorrow

2. A beautiful landscape of damnation

Actual Lyrics:

1. Say where is the tomorrow

2. A beautiful landscape of your nation

Interiors: 4/Great

Drug Drug Druggy

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

As I’ve said many times before, both fans, critics, and the band don’t speak too highly of Gold Against The Soul, due to album tracks like this. Sure it’s big, balls out rock, but I love that sort of thing – it helps that the Manics do it with more intelligence and authenticity than most. I love the lyrics here, the way they roll off the tongue, their humourous nature, and an ascerbic vocal – you’ve gotta love those final ‘drug drug druggy’s’ by James – starting with the ‘DRUGGAAYYARRGGHHH!’ and ending with an unholy screech. To top it off, he even finishes with a hilarious ‘a, b, c, d, E!’

The guitars and drums are fantastic throughout, Sean battering away like his life depends on it, and James cracking off riffs and fiddly solos in typical rock God fashion. Plus, who even calls a song ‘drug drug druggy’? It’s all about nipples and twerks these days. Kids, eh?

Misheard Lyrics:

  1. I can’t face the sun turned up to ten outside/I can’t face the sun, I’ll get a tan outside/I can’t face the sun and, and the dead outside.
  2. On this day it’s sex sex sex/On the street it’s sex sex sex
  3. Where this stuff is a lie/Where this stuff is still light
  4. I am a victim of designer bits/I am a victim of designer bliss/I am a victim of designer bills/I am a victim of designer pills/I am a victim of designer pins/I am a victim of design and (any of the above)

Actual Lyrics:

  1. I can’t face the sunlight and the dirt outside
  2. Wanna stay in 666
  3. Where this darkness don’t lie
  4. I am a victim of designer blitz

Drug Drug Druggy: 3/Good

Ocean Spray

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

It takes a lot for a song to remain unique given the vastness of Know Your Enemy, but this one works and was strong enough to be a single too. Bradfield writes the lyrics to this one (for those who don’t know the band – 98% of the time Wire and Edwards write the lyrics and Bradfield and Moore write the music), a dedication to his mother who had just died, and ironically a more simple, more potent lyric than much of what Wire was able to write at the time. In the midst of all the political pissing and name-checking elsewhere on the album, this one reads like a very simple poem, rhyming words and all! Musically, it is terribly sad thanks to Bradfield’s tearjerking melodies plastered and drifting over easy listening acoustic guitars, Moore’s lonesome horn, and the occasional blast of electric in the chorus. There is anger and sadness here, regret and turmoil, and even some Japanese.

Misheard Lyrics: Oh, please stay away

Actual Lyrics: Oh, please stay awake

Ocean Spray: 4/Great

Wrote For Luck

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

A pretty straight cover with decent guitars and a storming Bradfield vocal performance, this manages to blend the Happy Mondays pop rhythms with the more forceful Manics approach, complete with ‘ooh and ahhs’. In another interesting example of the band’s ambiguity – it was acts such as the Happy Mondays that the Manics railed against in their early days yet here they are doing a cover of something they claimed to despise.

Misheard Lyrics: I’m wrote for luck/yes Samael/Samuel

2. Run up and hide/there’s nothing else you can do

3. I used to try/but you can’t tame me

4. I can step, bend, stand, and bend the mole off

Actual Lyrics: I’m wrote for luck/they sent me you

2. Try anything hard/is there anything else you can do?

3. Oh you can try/but you can’t chain me

4. I can slip and stand and bend and roll over

Wrote For Luck: 2/Okay