Not sure where this one came from, as I don't have the whole album (just Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me). I guess the old lady bought it as a single one day.
Meh - not too much going on here. I suppose it's notable for being the last "hit" the Cure has had, and it's also notable for being quite the poppy, upbeat song in contrast to the dour, mopey Cure classics. Not to sound too cliche here, but I really love the old Cure stuff. You have to appreciate a band that more or less started (or popularized) an entire social genre. I remember being surprised when I first saw the video in the early 90's, hearing that jangly guitar opening and then seeing Robert Smith running(!) down the stairs and start singing.
One thing I really like about this song? The bridge. From the "Dressed up to the eyes" lyric about two minutes (2:06 in the video) in to the weird "Whooooo!" at 2:30 - now that's good stuff. I almost wish that would have been the melody for a song all its own.
A couple of other Cure memories and I'm done.
-Once at the Engine Room, playing truth or dare over three dollar PBR pitchers, I dared Jeff to go up to the bartender, look him in the eye, and sing "Why can't I be you?". And he did.
- I heard "Lovesong" on KRGR radio at Kroger the other day. Struck me as sort of a strange place to hear it.
- And, of course, one of the greatest South Park moments ever : "Robert Smiiith, Robert Smiiith"
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Here is a Cure memory from me (c. 1991). I was hanging with some of my more "intellectual" friends who were too smart and too cool for most shit.
They were talking about "Love Song", right. They asked me what I thought about it -- you know, profiling for acceptance into the too cool group . . .
I say, "Naw, Tesla sucks".
Seventh grade. I was a short, fat kid who wore horizontal-striped turtlenecks and Sebagos. Seated at the back of my science class was Ann. She wore Cure and indie-rock shirts and seemed to rarely bathe. I remember overhearing her talk about fucking a dude in his van. In Ms. Howard's English class, she wrote a paper titled "The Person I Would Most Like to Meet: Robert Smith". I had no idea who that was. In retrospect, she was the hottest girl at that school. At the time, though, my boombox was blasting out Bell Biv Devoe and the latest Young MC jam.
Merk -
Great story, but alas, you were wrong twice in the same conversation.
Don't tell me you don't really love "The Great Radio Controversy"
I did.
I was more down with Five Man Acoustical Jam. Their version of "Baby, I'm Amazed" pumped my fuckin nads.
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