Well, that was the sub-editor's by-line for my spleen-venting as an 18 year old record reviewer for Strathclyde Telegraph in early 1982, taking a shot at VIRGIN PRUNES: Come To Daddy/ Sweet Home Cinder White Clouds/ Sad World (Rough Trade). I think it was part of a series they issued called A New Form Of Beauty.
The second part of the Virgin Prunes' seven part project begins with a terrible vinyl turd starring a moronic beat and a horrid vocal. It is too slow to stimulate me and too roughly produced to be practically listenable. A really strung-out Major Tom tries to make the most depressing record of all time using as his backing band a group of tone deaf eskimosimpersonating the early Velvet Underground backwards through a bad amp-.-Then the guygoes berserk; shouting 'NO ONE CARES ABOUT MUMMY!'
Bawling bollocks - gimme "White Light/White Heat' or 'The Flowers of Romance" and I'll show you how brilliant records can be made out of psychosis.
The second side consists of a lilting Krishna/PiL number and a piano-based ditty which are rather good.
The second part of the Virgin Prunes' seven part project begins with a terrible vinyl turd starring a moronic beat and a horrid vocal. It is too slow to stimulate me and too roughly produced to be practically listenable. A really strung-out Major Tom tries to make the most depressing record of all time using as his backing band a group of tone deaf eskimosimpersonating the early Velvet Underground backwards through a bad amp-.-Then the guygoes berserk; shouting 'NO ONE CARES ABOUT MUMMY!'
Bawling bollocks - gimme "White Light/White Heat' or 'The Flowers of Romance" and I'll show you how brilliant records can be made out of psychosis.
The second side consists of a lilting Krishna/PiL number and a piano-based ditty which are rather good.
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