Blab Happy were an influence. They swayed people. Moulded them. Could Perfume have ridden like a colossus on a llama without their singer's slavish copying of Mick MacCarthy? Would Jon Dennis have had a successful media career without pathetically copying the look and style and mannerisms and personality of the good one out of Blab Happy?
No!
Where did 9 o'clock Nasty learn the gut-punch short snap-song Technik they now deploy three times a month to great effect? At the Blab Happy Kindergarden. In their short pants.
From the rattling mania of the drumkit, to the looping droll bass to the snap-snip-snap lyrical delivery Wisecrack Me Up is right up there with the best songs slightly over three minutes ever written.
As the Anglish say it, Bish Bash bop-dee-boop-dee-Bosh.
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