Kevin Rowland & Dexys Midnight Runners - Too-Rye-Ay

I was just looking back to pictures of the first line-up of Dexys and remembering how fucking cool they looked. That donkey jacket, 501s and docker caps look was absolutely spot-on at the time, and pretty timeless. Whatever the opposite of that is, is what Dexys turned into: bib & brace, plimsols and neckerchiefs. Fucking state of 'em. (No wonder the first line-up quit en masse.)

I think that's why I never really gave this album much attention. Well, that and the fact that Come On Eileen was just everywhere for an awfully long time.

The sticker on the label tells me that I picked this up for a quid from a Barnardos chazzer. I reckon it was the one at the top of Kings Heath High Street, next to Millets. That's a bargain.

Rowland's voice is fantastic on this album. He's obviously stolen a lot of stylistic-schtick (as well as a song) from Van Morrison. That's OK though.

I sat and looked at the lyrics on the inside sleeve whilst this was playing, and, considering how well I know this album, I didn't have a clue what the words were. To give credit where credit's due, they're very good.

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