Once again I haven’t posted much in a long time, so to make it up to you I give you this classic organ driven sing along master piece. No Pictures is of course one of the greatest songs ever written, propelled by one of the catchiest organ riffs ever and fantastic drum fills in the vein of Suicide Commandos, but way sloppier. Extremely charming and a song that’s impossible to get out of your head once you’ve heard it.
I’m quite sure I first heard it at an indiepop club here in Gothenburg early in the 21st century, and since then I’ve come to realize that it is regarded a floor filler and played at indie clubs all over the globe. Not too surprising when you think about the punky roots of indiepop, and the scene today with lots of kids worshipping Desperate Bicycles, Girls At Our Best,TVP, Buzzcocks etc in a scene totally dedicated to the ethos of DIY.
Did that scare you off? I’ve got this feeling that mentioning indiepop in a post here will make some readers feel a bit sick and prepare themselves for some mean comments even before they download the record. Hopefully there will be some comments as mean as Kevin Jones’ very Rotten inspired snarling “Rrrr’s” that is all over this fantastic piece of Brittish plastic.
For some more info on the Sods, check out this pretty recent interview with the above mentioned singer Kevin done by the lovely folks at punk77. If anyone here got a spare copy of their second 7″ Mopey Grope I’m more than willing to buy it. And for those of you who prefer CD’s there’s a compilation of everything this band recorded called The Sods Make Me Sick released by Handsignal Recordings that I think is well worth picking up.