The Gods Have Been So Kind....

I'm posting this gossamer light little number about '300 days of July' after reading a post over at the ghost of electricity about that former ginger prince of indie Alan McGee, whose kindgom once stretched from Southampton Joiners to Glasgow's King Tuts. And who now unfortunately waffles daily on myspace about how amazing Glasvegas & some plodding pubrockers The Grants are. Some people should never EVER give up drugs.

"The Poptones regulars are back with a Phil Spector-ish symphonic workout, stuffed to the gills with fey indie warblings, glistening guitars drenched in echo and a complete absence of funk. Think Spacemen 3 without the smacked-out chaos. But it's still a more-than-pleasant riff, in a floating downstream sort of way. And if you've spent the night marching to the beat of the 21st-century techno drum, Arnold's prescription for chemical comedown blues could be just what the doctor ordered." -Kieran Wyatt, NME, Aug 14th, 2001.

Oh My-Arnold (from the 7" single on Poptones, 2oo1)