One of the best gigs I ever saw. Boston Arms 1988 just before the first lp was released, basically a room above a pub. Didn't know much about them but a mate asked and I said why not? Bickers was awesome that night and they made a gorgeous, thrilling racket. Still have an image of me bouncing amongst the bodies at the front, looking up at the stage and thinking 'fuck yeah'. I look back and recall that moment as one of those in your life where you feel really alive.
Got handed a flexi (a 'fuck' version of Shine On, not as exciting as it sounds) on the way out and picked up the album a while later. Still listen to a few tracks now - Salome and Love in a Car - but that album with The Beatles and The Stones was a bit meh and they lost a lot when Bickers went.
Never knew this album existed and it's not as if I've missed out, is it. A bit baggy, a bit 60's pop-psych, a few hints of early HoL, a bit wafty.
Still, a great write up. That's been the best thing about about this - not the music because let's face it most of you have pretty shocking taste - but the stories behind the choices.