Today we have a triple threat of the weird and, hopefully, wonderful. We also have a real rarity – a song that I genuinely hate, but enjoy in this form.
Paul Vickers is best known to me as one of Dawn of the Replicants. I was really into them about ten years ago, before losing track of them somewhat. They were a great band, impossible to categorise, and we’ll have them down at the end.
Finally, Dawn of the Replicants. Round about the time of their debut album One Head, Two Arms, Two Legs. Also, fun fact, I used to talk a bit with co-founder Roger Simian in, of all places, a 2000AD newsgroup, many years ago.
As for the song… Well, this is a song which actually had the ability to make me violent. Years of working in retail, and therefore years of hearing it about a dozen times a day for all of November and December, will do that to you. Oddly enough, all other Christmas songs I’m fine with, even though I’ve similarly heard them a million times, it’s just this one that makes me want to punch people in the throat. Sorry Macca fans, but the song makes The Frog Chorus sound like a work of genius.
Fortunately, the Dawn of the Replicants version doesn’t make me want to punch folk. Though it can’t quite redeem the song entirely it does make it enjoyable, or at least tolerable.