Fabulous Driving, Once Again
I’ve given up some things
I guess that doesn’t matter
I started other things
I guess that doesn’t matter
But I finally wrote your song
Another unsent letter
In a pile addressed to you
c/- somethin’ somewhere better
Last night Josh, my housemate and his sister, and I, went out to see Pinky Beecroft & The White Russians. Last year sometime I had found a couple of free songs of his, Fabulous Driving, and Floor. For some reason I had it in my head that Fabulous Driving was the best song on their record, or at least the most popular. I didn’t get into it at all to start with, but when I found Floor I loved it, and started loving Fabulous Driving too. They are both quite mellow songs, nothing at all like Pinky’s last band, Machine Gun Fellatio.
The show was very different to what I expected, but much better than I could have hoped for. It started with Pinky fishing around in his pockets for lyrics. His dopey preface and deliberate (almost British) way of speaking is almost certainly put on to entertain, but it’s obvious that in an ideal world he’d love to be permanently drunk and/or high. At various points he bemoaned having to “talk while sober”. The banter was definitely thoroughly entertaining.
The music was not all mellow, as I’d expected. The guitarist and bass player looked like they should have been in a death metal band, with their tattoos, bad hair, and black tank tops. And the drummer was for sure a midget. But the music they made was kind of pop-rock. But definitely not pop, and definitely not rock. That doesn’t make sense, but just trust me, it’s the best way to explain it. They had talent a’flowin’, and Pinky’s lyrics and delivery were a good balance of funny, absurd, and damn good.
You can download Floor, free from last.fm. (Which I am tired of explaining, if you think this song is about sex, listen again, and again, until you understand and cry like I did).
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owen, March 12th