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The Style Council *does* suck...always hated everything Paul Weller touched, except maybe "That's Entertainment" every once in a weird while
The Style Council *does* suck...always hated everything Paul Weller touched, except maybe "That's Entertainment" every once in a weird while
I saw a programme where someone tried to claim they invented house music. I mean, do me a favour...
I like TTD too especially that weird sprawling fish album.
Re: Paul Weller, I actually quite like the Jam (and their version of 'War' by Edwin Starr is deliciously pathetic as well) but find the Style Council utterly tedious and flimsy. I saw a programme where someone tried to claim they invented house music. I mean, do me a favour...
I imagine Weller was quite hip (clothes-wise, anyway) in his time, but his fans just seem so anxious to claim a slice of his (percieved?) stylishness for themselves. I read these articles (there's been a few) where people say things like 'I switched from Embassy to Gauloise overnight because of the Style Council' and find myself thinking 'you're proud of that?'.
Style Council, The - Promised Land
Label: Polydor (UK)
Catalog#: TSCXS 17
Format: Vinyl, 12"
Country: UK
Released: 1989
Genre: Electronic
Style: Deep House
Notes: Produced by The Style Council
Rating: 4.3/5 (6 votes) Rate It
Submitted by: Walli
Tracklisting:
A1 Promised Land (Joe Smooth's Alternate Club Mix)
Remix - Joe Smooth
B1 Can You Still Love Me? (Club Vocal)
B2 Can You Still Love Me? (12 O' Clock Dub)
*confusing*
swears do you think of wire as contiguous with today's indie rock scene?
wasn't the promised land story slightly dodgy, like it was covered and chartered within a week of the originals release and pretty much uncredited?
i saw him once in covent garden when i was younger and a bit pissed, he was stomping thru there looking well moody and i shouted something like 'oi, you're shit' or something equally as straight forward but rude to him and he shook his fists at me. Personally i thought this was a result, he still wears ridiculous moddish clothes.