Write to the swing of Pete's mic-chord, yes, that's the thing, my back hurts, it's hard keeping up, the damn thing's been on repeat seventeen times, chances are my vertebrae ain't ever gonna speak to me again outside of maybe a chance encounter one lonely night by a bolted tavern door, but ain't no amount of discomfort can quiet the hormones and the giddy-glands hopped to the eyes on the whiskey-smacks skitting back and fourth gainst the rib-cage.
Who can listen to this without seeing themselves stood snake-hipped at the bus-stop with a torn jacket hung round banshee shoulders, chewing the nicotine from the last cigarette?
All those weeks spent worrying, would the damn thing ever see the light of an Official Release, what with all the falling-out and the sacking-bands and the no-shows at Important Dates and the getting flung off the Oasis tour and the ending up staggering round France instead, who knew Babyshambles would ever follow-up "Kilamangiro"?
Who wasn't scared that, at the end of it all, all we'd have would be those reams and reams of sketches captured on MP3 from the bowels of some narcotic stupor, those heartbreakingly beautiful, vulnerable renditions of "Music When The Lights Go Out", or, god in heaven, of "Albion"…
"Down in Albion
They're black and blue
But we don't talk about that…"
All those anxieties pushed that bit further south a the brain-sauce. We don't got an album yet, but we got this, we got this and it's fucking coloring my every rancid thought in shades of gorgeous optimistic abandon.
What does it mean? Who knows?
Lester Bangs wrote one time about "Wild Thing", how it was pure, how it had no pretensions, how it was the feeling one sometimes gets in the filth-limbs or caverns somehow invoked via the medium of Rockin The Fuck Out.
Four minutes and five seconds into "Fuck Forever", Pete's yelling;
"They'll never play this on the radio!"
He says it twice, then coughs / yells / pukes into the mic three or four times, a sound that hits a fella in the back of the psyche where "meaning" and shit like that aren't especially welcome, where it's what it feels like that matters, that "Blarggghhhhh!!!", that's what "Fuck Forever"'s about.
Defiance! Beautiful abandon! Hats! Euphoria!
It feels like a wank, it's an intensely personal affair but you know damn well most everyone else engaged in the act at this time, wherever they are, they know exactly what you're feeling, on the inside if not necessarily on the outside, you filthy voyeuristic fucker.
Article comments
1 - rach
also, may I had that this song is expected to get into the top 5
2 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
rach, it went to number four!! brilliant!!!!!
3 - Bennett
"stinging like a fresh fag-burn on the tip a the sex"
hahahahahahahahahahahahahah!
but seriously Duke, I've never experienced that.
too fucking funny. Great review. I'm buyin' it.
4 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
glad you dug it Bennett! with regards the fag-burn on the sex-limb, its somethin i'd rather not get into...
5 - person
you guys are idiots... taking someone's lyrics that obviously weren't written he was in a condition/state quite different to ours at the moment, and just analyzing them completely literally. you've got to be kidding me. you guys don't have a clue, maybe you should take those textbooks out of your arses and think of something smart to say instead.
6 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
Person, much appreciated, but i dunno where you got this analyzing idea from. this wasn't a review or anything of the sort, it was about tryin to grab hold a the emotion stirred by the piece in question. i didn't say a damn thing about the lyrics, i said "what does it mean? who knows?" etc, as in, for the purposes of jiving along at the time, it didn't matter to me. an i gotta say, textbooks up the arse make for fun times, given the right subject (i was blind for two weeks followin a stint wi a economics number)
7 - Paul Harris
"The Duke", you are a grade A idiot... before you write a huge essay to slag off a song and arist you know nothing about, at least get the lyrics right before you quote them. For example, your closing quote... WRONG!
He says:
"Oh, I'm so clever, but clever ain't wise".
Purgatory and happy families eh? That's very interesting since he says
"Pregatory and oh, happy families"
You loser! I suppose your idea of a good song is the friggin' cheeky girls is it? Next time, write about something you know!
Paul Harris
8 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
Paul, i'm not sure how to appraoch that cause i can only assume it's a joke. because to assume i was slagging anything off here, the person reading would have to be fuckin blind.
Seriously, are you mad?? HOW and WHERE did i slag this off? the fuckin title alone implies that it makes me cum! god in heaven, man, what kinda voodoo you been on?
thank you
9 - Bennett
Yo, Paul Harris - Hey man, watch out for yourself. That kind of unwarrented hostility and anger tends to cause all sortsa health problems.
Question is, did you find the piece funny, or not?
As entertainment, I dug it. For something to get torqued off over, there are lots of posts in the poliics collumn more worthy of your mindless rage.
Cheers!
10 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
Bennett, what baffles me is how Paul got the impression i don't adore the song with every fuckin ounce of my being?? seriously, the only thing i can think of is the bit that says;
"Can you believe I didn't like it the first few times I heard it? Can you possibly for a second understand that The Duke chanced upon Zane Lowe preaching Gabba & Punk out the speakers one evening, just in time for the premier of the new single from Babyshambles, "gonna be huge!" Zane assured me, who was I to argue? "
that's the only thing here that's anything less than soaked in ecstasy at the thought of the track in question. Paul gets kudos for obviously bein a Believer, an all power man, but seriously, i think you need to re-read what's goin on here.
maybe i'll change it to "I Fucking ADORE Babyshambles, Case There's Any Confusion"
11 - name wha?
what's wrong with 'oh yoko' anyway?