All my recods by forty...
I bought this five or six years ago, when the Manic Street Preachers were the hottest thing in pop for grown-ups. Of course, they had been around for years, adored by all the slightly nerdy Indy guys I call (ed) my friends in the Nineties. We used to laugh about one of the guys from Uni. We met him through the Labour Club; he subsequently drifted to the Socialist Workers. He used to oscillate between the SWP and being a Born Again Christian (man in need of an emotional crutch?). He was from Tredegar in South Wales, and we used to call him the Manic Sreet Preacher.
This is a good album. Not a great album, but one with a number of good rock anthems. It's a while since I've played it, and I enjoyed listening to it, but there's nothing to really tip me into emotional outpouring about the music, and cerrainly nothing to inspire me to select this spontaneously. I expect I shall be in my Forties before I hear it again.
Best tracks: - If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next; Tsunami; and My Little Empire (mainly for the words, which was ace)
A few weeks ago I threw the word Tsunami into conversation. People divided between those who knew the word and those who didn't. Those who knew it did so because of this record.
Virtual Brownie Point for whoever names the next CD artist alphabetically...
