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  1. "A little time" - The Beautiful South

    They did a brilliant singing at cross-purposes look earlier in the year, and never quite got the cameras right again; bright blue lights and the audience clapping along distract from the intense verbal battle between Paul and Brianna.

    It'll win the viewer vote for Best Video at next year's BPI awards, and it'll be one of the group's calling cards throughout their career.

    #TOTP #TheBeautifulSouth

  2. 🎵 Tables only turn when tables learn
    Put me on a bonfire, watch me burn
    Treat me with some dignity, don't treat me like a slave
    Or I'll turn to the coffin in your grave 🎵

    -- The Table by The Beautiful South

    #TheBeautifulSouth #TheTable

  3. I can’t find Paul Heaton’s Glastonbury 2024 performance, so this will have to do. Please let me know if you’ve any way to find the full set. #paulheaton #housemartins
    #TheBeautifulSouth
    youtu.be/Bq2sD0mDxys?si=U4u46s

  4. As chosen by survey (the 30th album starting with ‘T’), today’s spotlight is on number 816 from The List, submitted by pjohanneson. Though perhaps “story” is a better word for it. Gather ’round, class…

    Once upon a time, there was a group of Martins who decided to live in a House, instead of with a Ricky, or with a Dean (and certainly not with a Hannett). The group came to be known in the neighborhood as “the House Martins” (or, if one was in a hurry, “the Housemartins“).

    These Martins liked to make a bunch of sounds together, and liked to give names to short collections of their sounds, like “Happy Hour”, “There Is Always Something There to Remind Me”, or “Think For A Minute”.

    Then, one day, during happy hour, something there reminded one of the Martins, and he thought for a minute: “I’m far too Fat and far too Slim to be a Martin in a House. Perhaps I should instead live as a Boy, not in a House.” And so, the Fat Slim Boy (or, as the other Martins started to call him, “Fatboy Slim“) moved out of the House, and the Martins who still lived in the House stopped making a bunch of sounds together.

    But then, perhaps again during happy hour, perhaps again because something there reminded them, two of the Martins who were left behind thought for a minute that they still really liked to make a bunch of sounds together. They had heard of a Beautiful place, somewhere down South, where they could continue to make a bunch of sounds together as ex-Martins, perhaps even with others who were not Martins. And so, the ex-Martins moved to the Beautiful South, where they joined some not-Martins, and continued to make a bunch of sounds together.

    One day, this new group of ex-Martins and not-Martins decided to make an entire collection of short collections of sounds in honor of sex hotlines and sexy instruments such as the glockenspiel. To ensure the wrong idea was not given by this collection of sounds, they decided to give one short collection of sounds the name “36D”. However, in the end, this short collection of sounds made one of the not-Martins, who was called “Briana”, move away from the Beautiful South, to make her own bunch of sounds.

    In 2007, the ex-Martins and not-Martins who were left behind would permanently move away from the Beautiful South, due to “musical similarities”.

    ((This ridiculous write-up is courtesy of my dog absolutely hating the song “36D” (or, more accurately, hating me singing the song “36D”). Well, that and me also not liking it/the album. And then me having a not-so-crisis-ey crisis in which I didn’t know if I should be sharing my opinion of albums I don’t like on The List. It is true that the lyrics of “36D” (and of some other songs) are partially to blame for Briana Corrigan leaving the band, as is the fact that the entire band has since stated that the song “36D” hasn’t dated well. But the album isn’t just one song, and the band isn’t just one album, and lots of bands/albums we love have cringe-y songs, and my tastes don’t necessarily reflect the quality of an album, etc., etc… And so, my only advice here is, if you’re a dog person, perhaps avoid singing “36D” to it.))

    [Alt text for accompanying image: The album artwork is a perhaps a photo, featuring 5 doll faces with various expressions, with each face placed upwards on the back of a striped turtle. The album name is in black font at the top center, and there is a cream-colored background.]

    https://1001otheralbums.com/2024/04/23/the-beautiful-south-0898-beautiful-south-1992-uk/

    #1001OtherAlbums #1990s #altRock #Housemartins #janglePop #TheBeautifulSouth #TheHousemartins

  5. I'm having a really hard time doing a write-up on #TheBeautifulSouth (the 0898 album, in particular). As someone who loves metal, a genre that more often than not has ridiculous lyrics, I shouldn't have a problem with dumb/satirical lyrics. But I feel like I'm hitting my head against a brick wall here. I quite enjoy the music and vocals, but the lyrics made listening to this all the way through sort of painful. Is historical context important here? Am I having a case of the Mondays?

  6. CW: Suicide, smoking

    Music is such a powerful memory activator that we can remember where we first heard a particular album or song.

    I listened to The Jam's Greatest Hits album, SNAP at my Uncle's house in about 1983. He was only a few years older than me and had all the cool stuff.

    I heard Welcome to the Beautiful South sleeping over at my sister's flat in Settle, Yorkshire, 1991.

    Does it work that way for other people?

    #music #memory #MemoryCulture #TheJam #TheBeautifulSouth

  7. Anyone, someone I follow shared this the other day and it struck a chord. #TheBeautifulSouth youtu.be/gnsoRheU_v8

  8. I've got a late '80s earworm in my head this morning. There's a special place in my heart for The Beautiful South with their high pop sound combined with dark, cutting lyrics.

    I'm especially fond of the imagery of Simon LeBon getting sick all over the house as well as this refrain:

    "Shall we dance again?
    In our special way
    With our trousers round
    our knees, our knees"

    youtube.com/watch?v=o8zsbZmjhV

    #JukeboxInMyHead #Earworm #TheBeautifulSouth #SimonLeBon

    edited to add hashtags