I am ready now to fall.
No particular reason for posting – just a reminder of my favourite line from my favourite Dels song. Goosebumps time for me.
Tell her from this high terrain…
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CHOOOON!
I love Del Amitri, and you are correct, in that lyrically this is close to their pinnacle. See also Driving With The Brakes On, surely the most beautiful song about birth control ever written.
yep. And another one of my faves:
Three and a half minutes of pop nirvana
Yes that is a magnificent song. Indeed, album.
But unless the moon falls tonight
Unless continents collide
Nothing’s gonna make me
Break from her side…
Talented boy is oor Justin.
Time for a Del Amitri reappraisal. Love ’em to bits and Justin Currie is a great songwriter.
Dave?
Are they touring soon?
Justin Currie is touring in October.
Roll To Me is the only Del Amitri song I know. It’s on Now 31, which I was given for my birthday in the summer of 1995.
Just remember DougieJ, you’ve been reading SOS when it’s just…
Not arguing with any of the above, but there are too many to choose from. If push comes to shove, Always The Last To Know
Or if I’m feeling maudlin and morose, Might As Well Be You
And as usual, ask me tomorrow you’ll get a different answer. Or series thereof.
Ah yes. Twisted was the soundtrack of my life the year after I left home. Here & Now, Tell Her This, One Thing Left To Do etc were never off the stereo on late drunken Belfast nights.
Listening to it now, it sounds as fresh as ever. They were (and are) utterly brilliant. Makes me quite emotional.
I think I have something in my eye….
Next year celebrates the 30th anniversary of the release of “Waking Hours”. There is talk on the Dels Facebook page of a tour potentially playing the album in it’s entirety.
Last year the same Facebook page put together a charity covers album “Pasted Beyond Recognition” which was staggering in its quality. Look it up to hear some familiar songs given a new lease of life
Can’t forget the most melancholy football ‘rallying cry’ ever. Love, love, love it!