SMIRNOV. Hi-ya. It's been a while. Busy as usual. Here's a British, early 80s 'Synthpop' special. Loved hearing this stuff for the first time as a kid. Many acts today try to ape this sound but it's lost something in translation. Will I do a rock special, a folk special? Don't know. No point in putting up videos of stuff I'm not that aware of. Although didn't Neil Young make an electronic album? It's often interesting when bands and artists make something that's not in their comfort zone.
SMIRNOV. I would have hosted the performance from The Old Grey Whistle test but the idiot who's hosting that performance has for some insane reason allowed those annoying adverts, where you have to fucking wait five seconds before you can watch the rest. Fucked up. I enjoy this sound though. Realyl captures the bleakness of early 80s life, in northern towns. Someone, I don't know who, said the 80s never really started until 1983. I kind of agree with that.
SMIRNOV. I was totally transfixed with this when I saw it on Top of The Pops in 1981. Pop music that can chill and spook.
SMIRNOV. OMD. Don't make fun of the jumper. Jumpers like that will be the 'in' thing come winter 2011/12, mark my words. Oh right. I can't find a decent video quality version of 'Underpass' by John Foxx. I was going to put that up next. The one decent video that there was has been ruined by some dumb ass (and I really hate this) anchoring lyrics to it, which ruins it. So here's some early Depeche Mode instead.
SMIRNOV. It was confusing in those days. Those men, Phil Oakey, Nick Rhodes, Adam Ant...all in make-up and looking good. Confusing...
SMIRNOV. I'm getting bored now. I was going to post one more but I can't be arsed. I'm miffed that the woman next door, who seems to have about ten sisters (all of who visit her everyday as she is also best mate's with her own sister) are still fucking about. It sounds like they're hollowing out a hearth, or whatever it's called for a fireplace. Annoying. I can't concentrate on trying to write. Fuck it. What's more annoying is that (as always) she parks in the place of Mrs Kool, when there's an EMPTY FUCKING DRIVEWAY next door!!
