Name That Tune

I’m happy to acknowledge the source of inspiration for some of my posts. When I can remember them, that is.

This post was inspired by a post on one of those links in the Blog Roll over on the left hand side of the page. Actually, one which I’d been thinking about removing as it seemed inactive, but it has recently been revived, which I can identify with.

Beauty Above All is written by Héctor BalaClava in a language I don’t understand, but that doesn’t matter, as generally he just posts a single tune, an indie classic mostly.

The other day he posted a tune by The Verlaines, a band presumably named after Tom Verlaine, main man of Television, whose Marquee Moon album you will regularly find lingering around the top half of any half-way decent Best Albums Ever…! list.

And that got me thinking; not about Television, or about Marquee Moon, or for that matter Tom Verlaine itself.

But about The Family Cat.

The Family Cat were an indie band who rose to…well, let’s not say fame, let’s say prominence..in the late 1980s/early 1990s.

They were a band who, like bands like peers Inspiral Carpets and James, understood the financial importance of merchandise, specifically tee-shirts, producing a whole slew of them.

I may have mentioned this before, but I really hope that whoever it was within the Cat camp that was responsible for coming up with the tee-shirt designs had the foresight to trademark them. For, when embarking on a UK Tour around 1992-ish (if memory serves) the released a range of tees bearing the following logo: FCUK.

Originally produced presumably to invoke shock and outrage (Dad: “You’re not going out wearing a shirt with a swear word on it!” Child: “What swear word, Dad?”), the four letter logo was appropriated by a certain chain of UK fashion retailers.

I hope the Cat boys got their dollar.

Anyway, here’s the tune Héctor’s post made me think of, for perhaps the first time in twenty years or so:

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The Family Cat – Tom Verlaine

More soon.

Sunday Morning Coming Down

Returning to the medicinal theme of the posts since I came back, here’s a piece of slacker country (i.e. not really country at all), courtesy of Evan Dando and the boys, from their often-overlooked 1996 album, Car Button Cloth:

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The Lemonheads – Hospital

I should stress at this point that I am not alleging that the hospital where I found myself was in any way disease-ridden.

More soon.