Four weeks of spelunking in the deepest, dankest crevices of established female talent is a strenuous task that’s bound to leave anyone feeling plum tuckered. The only thing that’s even more tired is the fraudulent castigation I foolishly heaped upon myself—the one that eventually assumed realistic proportions and is largely responsible for the tardiness of this entry. Let’s consider my penance exacted, cautiously inch a little closer to the surface and hope that Kleenex are sufficient for wiping away the bitter tears of regret. At this late date, Kleenex are a known quantity among the enlightened masses. This dead guy cited them as influential, this cow has chewed them a frothy cud and precious young men of letters (and certificates) namedrop them on message boards in a slack attempt to dampen riotous panties and earn cred on the cheap. So what’s the point of including mp3s by a band whose materials are easily findable on the interweb and in used cd bins everywhere?
I guess it’s a perfect time to mention that this is primarily intended for the trainspotting quotient of my readership.
This single received critical recognition almost immediately after its release. Rough Trade, realizing the potential locked within this dynamic and compact shard, ended up repackaging/reissuing it and inadvertently setting the stage for years of subsequent mismatching. The initial Sunrise pressing of this record was issued with a foldout sleeve with Sunrise 078/1964 printed on the inner flap— My sincerest apologies if yours says otherwise; You’re not alone. Over the years, I have seen multiple copies of this record with original vinyl married to later edition sleeves. Complicating matters further, both pressings also have color and black+white variants. The details surrounding the order (if any) of these are scant. Anyone with additional info is invited to comment.
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