And so the big strapping lad from a Durham pit village wears some eyeliner and the rest is history. Mr. Ferry always seemed quite comfortable in his glam. More so than say Mick Ronson, I always imagined him telling Bowie, in his Humberside accent, I’ll wear the eyeliner, David, but I draw the line at lipstick, northern men and glam, eh.
I still think Re-Make/Re-Model is one the best opening tracks of any album, with big bald Bry’s synth from the moon. Then, bam, Ladytron, the best track 2 of any album.
Aside; Don’t want to turn into a meta-bore but the blog is proving difficult to write over the holiday period, maybe, as Charles Dickens would have said, I made too merry last night.
A couple of weeks ago I was going back to my hotel, in Dublin, after work. I turned into the entrance and was met by about 15-20, 40-something men all standing at reception. After waiting to retrieve my key I struck up a conversation with a couple of them, and it turned out they were off to see Madness that night at the O2 just down the river from us. I thought no more about it until I was awoken at about 4am to the sound of 15 drunken Irishmen shouting One Step Beyond!! at the top of their voices, oh happy days. The next couple of days the phrase just became embedded in my head. So I thought I would dig this out today and listen to the band shouting the phrase.
One Step Beyond is a great track, if you ever want to get a party of 40 odd year-olds dancing, put this track on (Night Boat to Cairo also works), and clear away any breakables. I have never seen so many red faced men falling over furniture, it was a great night.
Many people throw around that old chestnut, national treasure far too easily. There are not many bands that I would call national treasures, but if I were to pick, I would have to say Madness would be one of them.