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Pop music would be a different beast without the B-side. Music history is riven with songs deemed throwaway that revolted against their lowly status and refused to be denied. Be it rock’n’roll’s national anthem (‘Rock Around The Clock’), disco’s enduring game-changer (‘I Feel Love’) or hip-hop’s most notorious dis track (‘Hit ’Em Up’), all three started life as the so-called ‘lesser’ track on releases primed for maximum chart impact. But the B-side has done much more than make stars of Bill Haley, Donna Summer and 2Pac.
Whether it was the Beatles, the Kinks and the Yardbirds in the 60s, Elton John, the Who and Queen in the 70s, Depeche Mode, the Cure and Prince in the 80s, or Oasis, Pulp and Radiohead in the 90s, the B-side allowed many of the world’s greatest acts freedom to experiment with no commercial constraints in an age where physical product ruled the roost.
My first book, B-Side: A Flipsided History of Pop, rounds up over 500 most important flips and is published by Headpress.com. This site is an adjunct to the book, bonus tracks if you like, where I’ll be gradually working my way through some personal favourites plus other B-sides I had to omit from the book for reasons of space.
‘Rhymes For The Deaf, Dumb & Blind’
Blackalicious
MO WAX 1994
A-side: ‘Melodica EP’
Gift Of Gab lives up to his name.
West coast indie rap arguably peaked in the mid-90s with the likes of the Pharcyde, Aceyalone, PUTS, Freestyle Fellowship and the Hieroglyphics crew all in ascendency. Formed at the University of California, the duo of Chief Xcel and Gift of Gab slotted right into the prevailing positive mode, with acts prioritising old fashioned lyrical skills and beat innovations above overly serious polemicising. Absorbed into the wider Solesides collective alongside Lateef the Truth Speaker, Lyrics Born and DJ Shadow, the latter produced this great EP track which, like most of the ‘Melodica’ EP, is an assertion of Gift of Gab’s versatile talents as an emcee and dedication to his craft. Gab had every reason to boast. His slick, quick-fire rhymes, technical savvy and sticky, unpredictable cadences were an antidote to the mediocrity slowly seeping into the hip-hop mainstream. Sadly, the nimble rhyme acrobat died in 2021, after years of poor health, with Shadow hailing him “the most preternaturally gifted MC I’ve ever worked with.” Listen to 1999’s gradually speeding-up B-side ‘Alphabet Aerobics’ if you don’t believe him. As for ‘Rhymes…’ it’s “all of that and a plate of chitlins”, just like the man said.
‘A-Bone’
The Trashmen
GARRETT 1964
A-side: Bird Dance Beat’
Landlocked surf band’s ‘Speedy Gonzales’.
Minnesota’s ‘Surfin’ Bird’ creators hit paydirt at the first time of asking. Taking a leaf from the Dick Dale songbook, their no-thrills mash-up of the Rivingtons hits ‘Papa-Oom-Mow-Mow’ and ‘The Bird’s The Word’ slalomed straight into the US top five. Pressed into a swift follow-up, ‘Bird Dance Beat’ played it safe, milking the same formula as far as it would go – up to number 30. Proof that The Trashmen were no one trick pony ultimately arrived on its speedier, full-throttle flipside. Over Bob Reed’s sublimely echoed bass twin frontmen Tony Andreason and Dal Winslow pay homage to a customised automobile, a “way-out wailing type of boss machine” whose technical spec includes “a bang shift hydro with a big shillelagh” capable of leaving Cobra and Stingray drivers standing still. Andreason’s gut-punching electric guitar solo is something else, suggesting a more instrumental future option that they ultimately failed to drive down. Follow-up singles brought only diminishing returns and the cash-in kids’ charting days were over.
‘Megowd (Something Tells Me)’
Vanity Fare
PAGE ONE 1970
A-side: ‘Come Tomorrow’
Home counties harmony pop ensemble wig-out in style.
Best remembered for 1969’s breezy international smashes ‘Early In The Morning’ and ‘Hitchin’ A Ride’, Kent-based dandies Vanity Fare lacked a distinct musical identity, possibly because their A-sides were all penned by outside writers. Nonetheless they managed to let themselves go on their self-written B-sides, the freedom to roam revealing a more rugged side than their artfully dishevelled neckerchiefs only hinted at. For proof check the stylised harmonies of ‘Waiting For The Nightfall’ [‘Highway Of Dreams’, 1969], the Doobie Brothers-sounding ‘Stand’ [‘Where Did All The Good Times Go’, 1971] or wah-wah driven ‘Rock ‘n’ Roll Band’ [Better By Far, 1971]. ‘Megowd (Something Tells Me)’ is the jewel in their B-side crown. Kicking off with Barry Landeman’s crazed organ riff, guitarist Tony Goulden and bassist Tony Jarrett quickly lose the leash, create a truly groovesome backing for Trevor Bice’s stylised wailing (with Landeman shining again on its wigged-out coda). Think Traffic, think Zombies, think great. Despite coming off the back of two million-selling hits, the A-side’s unlucky dip into Mike Leander and Eddie Seago’s songbook badly misfired, blanking in all territories. And although Vanity Fare kept chugging along, they were conspicuously free of original members when they auditioned for Eurovision in 1986.
‘Maybe The Madman?’
The Troggs
PAGE ONE 1968
A-side: ‘Little Girl’
Punk progenitors take an existential trip.
In contrast to the lightly orchestrated A-side or the wild garage rock that made their name, Andover’s cutting edge export the Troggs truly let their hair right down on ‘Maybe The Madman?’ A fragmented B-side, written by guitarist Chris Britten, its descent into full-blown psychedelia takes a few listens to fully connect. Riding the distorted tide of Pete Stable’s upfront bassline their droned, spaced-out backing is a suitably disturbing backdrop for Reg Presley’s spoken words pondering the meaning of life, while its distorted robot chorus seems to come from another song entirely, zoning in with questions about whether “rain drops are just condensation our tears cry for children that lie”. If the A-side was a naked attempt to replicate transatlantic mega hit ‘Love Is All Around’ the public saw right through it, the single just scraping the UK top 40 and missing the US charts altogether. It was the start of a slow, gradual fall from grace that found them arguably become better known for The Troggs Tapes, a heated, expletive-heavy argument satirised in This is Spinal Tap, than their output. Either way, it never diminished the Troggs’ appetite for the game.
‘Psychosis’
Tricky Vs The Gravediggaz
4TH & BROADWAY 1995
A-side: ‘The Hell E.P.’
Apex of scary UK/US crossover.
Tricky’s collaboration with the Gravediggaz was never going to be for the faint of heart. The unconventional Bristol rapper’s team-up with the horrorcore supergroup founded by Wu-Tang Clan producer RZA came hot on the heels of his debut Maxinquaye, a critically garlanded hit that brought its creator unwanted celebrity, the publicly shy and uncomfortable Tricky damning his own debut as “coffee-table” and dissing the wider trip-hop movement it birthed. If ‘The Hell E.P.’ was first part of a campaign to move his music into the leftfield (a process fully realised on 1996’s Pre-Millennium Tension), ‘Psychosis’ was its sprawling, hard-to-fathom peak. Over a hazy loop impregnated with ghostly words, husky hums and half-heard murmurs, Tricky’s racked gasped whisper ponders whether he is “the devil’s son/Outta breath and on the run”. The laughing raps of minister’s offspring Grym Reaper supply an even creepier rejoinder, his apocalyptic sing-song oratory about a rain-less landscape that is “petrified, terrified, horrified” delivered with snickering disregard. The cloying static of RZA’s production underlines both his genius and his sustained ability to unnerve – in 1995 everything he touches turns gold – on an ambulance-chasing B-side that’s hard to unhear.
‘Lonesome Time In Memphis Town Tonight’
Joyce Cobb
TRUTH 1975
A-side: ‘He Just Loved You Out Of Me’
Jazz siren’s early country stunner.
On her one and only country single Joyce Cobb added quivering conviction to Bobby Lewis’s curt tale of heartbreak, tapping into the four years the Orlando siren spent working at Opryland and on the Nashville circuit. For all its scrupulously studied regret, B-side ‘Lonesome Time In Memphis Town Tonight’ – the first song ever placed by late songwriter Lionel Delmore (best known for his country hit-strewn partnership with John Anderson) – bested it by some distance. Subtly orchestrated, with an uncredited guitarist adding spooky lead lines over its rousing chords, the conviction of Cobb’s delicately judged vocals freighted with emotional gravitas. Brilliantly succinct and breathlessly good, it’s a small wonder it’s not been widely covered since (Adele would surely have a field day). While Billboard crowned the A-side ‘Best potential hit’ and Cobb graduated from Jim Stewart’s offshoot Truth label to its parent Stax, they hit bad times before she could capitalise. She eventually resurfaced on Hi in 1979 with the self-written disco shaker ‘Dig The Gold’, the song that bought the house she lived in thereafter.
‘Do It Anyway’
The Woodentops
ROUGH TRADE 1985
A-side: ‘Move Me’
Top pop chops over haywire beats.
As with close compatriots the Jazz Butcher, the Woodentops didn’t fit neatly into the prescribed 80s indie scene. Too upbeat and energetic to be explicitly indie, with a clearly identifiable electro-acoustic pulse, their early run of singles was genre-slippery pop at its most unabashed, epitomised by the rousing climax to A-side ‘Move Me’, a crowd-pleaser for the ages. With its moddish beat, stutteringly rapped verses, acoustic strum and intricate lead guitar detailing, the flip was joy incarnate, any semblance of sturdy structure upended by a swarm of buzzing bee horns after its tender middle eight. The joyous rush of Alice Thompson’s frantic organs glitch into an all-round hyper speed loss of control so breathless that the early fadeout feels like butchery. Apparently frontman Rolo McGinty’s first composition, ‘Do It Anyway’ nodded towards the blissed out, more danceable direction they’d pursue later that decade. The Woodentops early run of singles was an experimental B-side goldmine, from the undigested grief of three-chord death song ‘Steady Steady’ (on this single’s 12-inch) to the slow-pulsing otherness of ‘Cold Inside’ [‘Well Well Well’, 1985] and tripped-out psych of ‘Plutonium Rock’ [‘It Will Come’, 1985].
‘Wonderin’ Y’
Slade
POLYDOR 1972
A-side: ‘Tak Me Bak ’Ome’
Midlands glam-slammers at their most sensitive.
Slade’s B-sides were often as good, if not better, than their A-sides. The flip of the Walsall wanderers’ second UK number one underlined the point. In contrast to the stomping bootboy rhythms and relentlessly churning guitar riff and of ‘Tak Me Bak ’Ome’, a high-energy vehicle for singer Noddy Holder to turn on the brutish charm, ‘Wonderin’ Y’ was a pensive ballad driven by Jim Lea’s whirling bass figure and plangent piano chops. It caught Holder at his most wistful, singing rather than shouting as he reminisced about being “Pushed around/Kicking stones along the ground” over choral backing harmonies that presaged Queen and Chas Chandler’s sophisticated production. At the time Slade seemed all set to become the biggest band since the Beatles, yet a subsequent four-year run of top tier UK hits, largely written to the A-side’s boisterous formula, utterly failed to translate in America. A whole string of B-side gems such as ‘My Life is Natural’ [‘Coz I Luv You’, 1971], ‘Man Who Speaks Evil’, [‘Mama Weer All Crazee Now’, 1972] and ‘Forest Full Of Needles’ [‘Gypsy Roadhog’, 1977] have lost none of their charm, showcasing an outfit far more eclectic than their terrace chant heyday hinted at.
‘Stephen’
Gene Loves Jezebel
SITUATION TWO 1984
A-side: ‘Influenza (Relapse)’
Deep soul wails from Welsh goth twins.
A goth band that time forgot, Gene Loves Jezebel did their greatest work in the shadows. It may be their Welshness but the band fronted by identical twins Michael and Jay Aston were outliers even in their heyday, eschewing regulation black rags for colourful dresses, robes and scarves, their long manes intersected with knitting needles, panda eyes smeared with kohl. Their music was slightly to the left too, as the A-side’s woozy, lopsided mix of organs and glockenspiel proved. Like many of their early B-sides, ‘Stephen’ felt loose and improvised, a mystical semi-dirge whose detuned guitar figures resembled drunken jews harps. Packed with yearning, the burnished homo-erotica of its chief refrain (“When Stephen smiles my heart just seems to grow”) cast lead singer Michael as a grittier, more ragged Bono. GLJ clearly felt an affinity for ‘Stephen’, reprising it on their second LP Immigrant with more mannered intent as its more obvious highlights (‘Shame’, ‘The Cow’) began to impact on US college radio. As with other rock siblings, the road ahead proved bumpy, the Aston brothers parting ways in 1989 and forming two ongoing variants of Gene Loves Jezebel that are billed differently in the UK and US, following litigation in 2008.
‘Cast Your Fate To The Wind’
Vince Guaraldi
FANTASY 1962
A-side: ‘Samba de Orpheus’
Peanuts soundtracker’s cool jazz breakthrough.
A hit when jazz was widely considered out of style, ‘Cast Your Fate To The Wind’ set the course of Vince Guaraldi’s career. The long-time sideman for vibraphonist Cal Tjader needed to pad out his cover versions of Luiz Bonfá and Antônio Carlos Jobim on the 1962 soundtrack to Michael Camus’s Brazilian film Black Orpheus, so inserted a rare original. An intimate three-way with bassist Monty Budwig and drummer Colin Bailey struck through with a trademark hint of melancholy, the Californian pianist’s unforgettably placid looping verses proved as distinctive as his generous moustache, working in sharp contrast to the song’s swinging yet serpentine solo. Unlike the bossanova breakdowns of A-side ‘Samba de Orpheus’ it became a radio sensation after a disc jockey at Sacramento’s KROY put it on rotation, its success snagging Guaraldi a Grammy. Afterwards TV producer Lee Mendelson asked him to write the music for a TV cartoon special he was working on, which ultimately became festive perennial A Charlie Brown Christmas. Guaraldi would go on to pen all the Peanuts music until his sudden death in 1976.
‘Lying Again’
The Boomtown Rats
ENSIGN 1978
A-side: ‘She’s So Modern’
Irish punk interlopers in top gear.
If Bob Geldof shamelessly wrote the A-side with a hit single in mind, it’s one whose chorus lyrics (“She’s so 20th century/She’s so 1970s”) dated as fast as its cartoon bombast. The Boomtown Rats at their most punky, before smouldering Springsteen-homage ‘Rat Trap’ supplanted John Travolta and Olivia Newton John at the chart summit, it came with an equally fervent flipside. Self-produced alongside Steve Brown and with the label annotated “second verse same as the first”, ‘Lying Again’ made the most of the Rats’ group harmonies – drummer Simon Crowe to the fore again, spending much longer in the vocal booth than notorious one-take Johnny, Geldof. Unusually for him the lyrics are a little oblique – an early dig at flaky politicians? – compensated for by a middle eight that inverts afterlife perceptions (“When I was a boy and I was told that heaven was hot and hell was cold/If I told lies I’d freeze my soul”) driven along by Johnny Fingers’ staccato organ and Gerry Cott and Garry Roberts twin guitar attack. It’s on par with their other greatest B-side, the bloody psychodrama of ‘So Strange’ [‘Rat Trap’, 1978].
‘Herr X’
Ultravox
CHRYSALIS 1981
A-side: ‘Vienna’
Melodramatic synth poppers in German.
Pretensions in the revamped camp Ultravox went far beyond singer Midge Ure’s angular sideburns and Burberry raincoat. While the A-side is a case in point – a moody love song to an imaginary girl, given an air of romance by Billy Currie’s romantic, Max Reger-influenced viola – many at their new home Chrysalis felt it a bit of a dirge, far surpassed by album standout ‘Mr X’ (a coded reference to ex-leader John Foxx? Its verses share the same melody as Metamatic track ‘Touch And Go’, issued six months earlier). Having successfully lobbied to put it out, 12-inch buyers got a double B-side, the futuristic posturing of ‘Passionate Reply’ alongside the German version of ‘Mr X’. Robotically narrated by drummer Warren Cann, with help from producer Conny Plank’s wife Krista on pronunciation, the mysterious tale of a man who may or may not be on a bridge accompanied by sparse Kraftwerk-like repetitions, it’s lost little of its creepy air. And while ‘Vienna’ would famously peak at UK number two, held off for a month by a dead John Lennon and novelty hit irritant Joe Dolce, ‘Herr X’ would belatedly become a 7-inch A-side in 2020, courtesy of a new Steven Wilson 2.0 mix via issue 69 of Electronic Sound.
‘If You’re So Smart (Why Do You Have A Broken Heart)’
The Tams
ARLEN 1962
A-side: ‘Deep Inside Me’
Beach music staples in embryonic form.
It’s easy to see why Philadelphia indie imprint Arlen imprint plumped for ‘Deep Inside Me’ as the Tams first single. A relatable tale of told-you-so heartbreak it made the most of Joseph Pope’s resonant lead and the backing orchestra’s hooky descending string refrain. Joseph put in an even stronger turn on B-side ‘If You’re So Smart…’, a far from snarky look at the vicissitudes of romance that embellished his furrowed concerns with subtle woodwinds, banging Timpani and fulsome supporting harmonies (its sentiments are effectively the crux of the Smiths’ ‘I Know It’s Over’). But despite their charms, both sides passed under the radar. The Atlanta beach music group would crack the charts later that year with the open arm embrace of ‘Untie Me’ but had a hard time breaking Motown’s stranglehold, regularly swapping labels in pursuit of further success. The band who took their name from the Tam o’shanter hats they wore onstage would win again though, notably with ‘Be Young, Be Foolish, Be Happy’ and ‘Hey Girl Don’t Bother Me’, songs whose resolute cheeriness was hard to dim.
‘Regression Session’
MC 900 Ft. Jesus
AMERICAN RECORDINGS 1994
A-side: ‘If Only I Had A Brain’
Back and back through space and time.
MC 900 Ft. Jesus voyaged through several different worlds over his curtailed three-album career. The alter-ego of Kentucky multi-instrumentalist Mark Griffin, his early dispatches married beatnik storytelling gifts – Bigfoot stealing his car (‘Truth Is Out Of Style’) or a murderer’s interior dialogue (‘Killer Inside Me’) – to DJ Zero’s industrially-tinged yet funky hip-hop beats. Griffin veered farther out-there on 1994’s third LP One Step Ahead Of The Spider, a free-flowing full-band jazz set redolent of Miles Davis circa In A Silent Way, its more sophisticated and organic backdrops offset by his way with a wry tale of the unexpected. ‘Regression Session’ was the jazz motherlode though, a ten-minute pseudo psychotherapy session with Griffin’s tinny voice imploring his subject “Tell me, tell me, what you see” over textured percussion-driven improv – all wah-wah guitars and funky bass, Griffin’s trumpet wilding out towards its denouement. Easily his most impactful other side, it reached plenty of homes after Spike Jonze video treatment for the A-side featured on Beavis and Butt-Head.
‘Asylum’
Gary Numan
BEGGARS BANQUET 1979
A-side: ‘Cars’
Lights-out creeping dread.
It’s hard not to be terrified when you first hear ‘Asylum’. A huge contrast to the enigmatic A-side’s futurology – Numan’s first solo single, released just three months after Tubeway Army’s ‘Are ‘Friends’ Electric?’ freaked to the top – it evoked a still, drum-less dread that made his young fan base distinctly uneasy. Starting with low, deep drone offset by Polymoogs at their most scything and stringy, its steady pulse makes way for a recognisable but off-centre melody. The creeping dread comes from Numan’s turn on an out-of-tune piano – measured in the first movement, frantic and desperate in the second, as if seeking absolution. Every bit as scary as the first Halloween soundtrack, the John Carpenter influence was undeniable. Although ‘Cars’ would also motor Numan into the American top 10, US buyers were given The Pleasure Principle track ‘Metal’ as an alternative B-side – an unlikely breakdance anthem after it was embraced by Afrika Bambaataa’s Zulu Nation. ‘Asylum’ also suggested alternative career diversions for Numan that he would belatedly pick up in 1991 as his pop career waned, scoring the soundtrack to Rodman Flender’s low-budget horror flick The Unborn. But it was nowhere near as unsettling as this.
‘Out For The Count’
Orange Juice
POLYDOR 1984
A-side: ‘Bridge’
Literate lovelorn indie pop.
Orange Juice were in a difficult place after making their chart breakthrough with ‘Rip It Up’. Discordant third album sessions with dub dab hand Dennis Bovell were upended when guitarist Malcolm Ross and bassist David McClymont abandoned ship (citing age-old ‘musical differences’), the remains boiled down to 1984’s bijou 20-minute mini-LP Texas Fever. Nonetheless Polydor lifted its opening number ‘Bridge’ for a single. But while its snarky sophistication and Chic-like sheen should have ensured another huge hit, it shambled to a desultory 67 in the charts. Pocket money investors were amply rewarded with gorgeous B-side ‘Out For The Count’, a smouldering old-fashioned love song, with a melody to match, disguised by a slick quiff, leather trews and dark shades. An exemplar of their fusion of pop and soul, emotion and intellect, it caught singer Edwyn Collins at his most smoky and soulful, his poetic evocations of Venus and Bobbie Gentry (“She said she’d never fall in love again/At least not for a while”) packed with the sort of foppish wit and longing that Morrissey would mine thereafter. Drummer Zeke Manyika was in particularly fine fettle when Orange Juice showcased this B-side on the Old Grey Whistle Test – a reminder of a band whose finest triumphs often happened in the shadows.
‘High Time Baby’
The Spencer Davis Group
FONTANA 1965
A-side: ‘Keep On Running’
Underrated mod stomp.
The Tone Bender guitar pedal took the rock world by storm in 1965. Already used to add a bit of aural sandpaper by Keith Richards (on the Rolling Stones ‘(I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction’) and Jeff Beck (the Yardbirds’ ‘Heart Full Of Soul’), Steve Winwood’s sheeting lead on energetic A-side ‘Keep On Running’ was au courant with the fuzzy times. It was an equally defining feature of keyed-up B-side ‘High Time Baby’, the precocious teenage frontman setting it to ridiculous peaks as he cut through ringmaster Spencer Davis’s choppy rhythm, brother Muff’s thundering bass and Peter York’s attack dog drums with a bluesy tale of betrayal. Just to be sure, he finessed this mod all-nighter with a great barrelhouse piano solo two thirds through. Every bit as peppy and urgent as its more celebrated companion (which was adapted from a ska demo by labelmate Jackie Edwards), the single’s number one success did much to establish manager Chris Blackwell’s publishing wing Island Music on the home front. Sadly, the British beat revolutionaries blazed all too briefly, Winwood jumping ship to Traffic just two years later.
‘Barbecutie’
Sparks
ISLAND 1974
A-side: ‘This Town Ain’t Big Enough For Both Of Us’
Mael brothers at their most outré and glam.
Glam rock may was on the wane – Bolan out of ideas, Bowie embracing soul, Sweet turning metal – when the Mael brothers stoked its dormant fire and reanimated a seemingly lost cause. While the ‘stampeding rhinos’, gunshots and dramatic falsettos of the A-side broke the California misfits across Europe, B-side ‘Barbecutie’ was just as operatically out-there and startling. It caught singer Russell riding a chugging metallic bass riff and strident piano vamps with a sinister paean to tossing an unwilling guest onto the barbeque (much more wholesome than a shrimp). And while Sparks got to promote the A-side on Top of the Pops they refused to play it straight, singer Russell a theatrical jack-in-the-box, drummer Dinky Diamond a wide-eyed menace, although most younger viewers were transfixed by static keyboardist Ron, impenetrable behind his piercing stare and Hitler moustache. That may have scared off some – the Rubettes’ conventional throwback ‘Sugar Baby Love’ held firm at number one – but neither side of this single has lost its cart-upsetting lustre, the disorienting ‘Barbecutie’ a mind-blower as vital as anything on Kimono My House.
‘Method Man’
Wu-Tang Clan
LOUD 1993
A-side: ‘Protect Ya Neck’
A star is born.
In terms of hip-hop ages, there’s before and after Wu-Tang Clan. While first pressings of the Staten Island crew’s self-financed first single ‘Protect Ya Neck’ were sold from the trunks of their cars in late 1992, it impacted farther afield when it hit the airwaves. A shady bolt from the blue marrying cryptic wordplay with murky pianos and muffled JBs beats seething with ill portents, A-side ‘Protect Ya Neck’ let eight highly individualistic mic stylists (all of Wu, bar Masta Killa) 12 bars to make a defining impact. For its major label re-release, Loud replaced original B-side ‘After The Laughter Comes Tears’ – the first Wu-Tang song recorded – with one of only two solo tracks from their incoming debut LP (rumour has it that all nine members duked it out for the honour). It allowed their most instantly charismatic member Method Man to excel, his eponymous B-side propelled by gravelly quotables as he playfully referenced Fat Albert, ‘Rappers Delight’, Mary Poppins and Humpty Hump over a jaunty piano lift. It was not his only reward. After the multiple bomb drop of Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers), Meth was first out the blocks with a solo album, 1994’s Tical ending with another remix of his signature track. Within months of this single’s release east coast rap shifted to a more rugged sound, a new season of darkness.
‘Breaking Down The Walls Of Heartache’
Dexys Midnight Runners
PARLOPHONE 1980
A-side: ‘Geno’
Freak 60s hit given a second lease of life…
‘Breaking Down The Walls Of Heartache’ was the Dexys Midnight Runners hit that never was. Spotlighted as a potential A-side by their label Parlophone, their sped-up cover of 1964’s only hit for Johnny Johnson-led New Yorkers the Bandwagon, pushed their swirling Hammond organs right to the fore, Dexy’s treating it with respect if not reverence as they doubled down on the organic sound that infused their debut album. Super speedy, restlessly urgent, Dexy’s living up to their chemical name, they would win the phoney war with their paymasters, with ‘Breaking…’ becoming the B-side to their northern soul homage to ‘Geno’ Washington. Based around a true story – Rowland saw Washington at Harrow’s Railway Hotel when he was just 15 – the latter came loaded with meta detail. Beyond sampled crowd noises from a Van Morrison live LP and a sax riff half-inched from 1966 Washington B-side ‘(I Gotta) Hold On To My Love’ (plus a lyrical nod to its A-side ‘Michael’), there was the grubbed-down dockworker image, lifted wholesale from Scorsese’s Mean Streets. As the old cliché goes, talent borrows, genius steals…
‘Christmas Evermore’
Mary Margaret O’Hara
VIRGIN 1991
A-side: 'Christmas EP'
Outside-the-box folk poetess summons Christmas spirits.
Having sculpted boho art rock, jazzy longing, keening ambience and leftfield funk to her own purging ends on the spellbinding Miss America three years earlier, Mary Margaret O’Hara would issue one last original song, on this festive EP, before electing to sit out her contract with Virgin. Weary from protracted label disputes and unbothered by industry machinations, the mysterious Canadian singer took a tender axe to some well-worn festive staples to prove her love of Christmastime (underlined at Barbican’s Twisted Christmas concert in 2008). While her haunted lap-steel take on ‘Silent Night’ and soothing bass clarinet murmuration through ‘What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve’ work wonders, ‘Christmas Evermore’ went into deeper ethereal territory, letting O’Hara’s intimate torch skills excel over lazy acoustic strums, multi-tracked harmonies and loose supper club percussion. A wistful conclusion to troubled times, at moments she edges into the howling coo affected in the spooked mid-section of Morrissey’s ‘November Spawned A Monster’.
‘Hangover 1/1/83’
The Waitresses
ZE 1982
A-side: ‘Christmas Wrapping’
A little New Year livener after too much Christmas sauce.
First recorded for ZE Records’ 1981 compilation A Christmas Record and borrowing heavily from Bernard Edwards’ bassline from Chic’s ‘Good Times’, ‘Christmas Wrapping’ became the hit The Waitresses never thought they would have. A hardy festive perennial about a busy single woman who’d rather be alone than endure the agonies of Christmas, Patti Donohue’s cool girl delivery has been approximated but never bettered via covers by Haim, Kate Nash and Spice Girls (not to mention a bizarre duet between Kylie Minogue and Iggy Pop). Yet its release also smuggled something rather more sinister into the homes of unsuspecting singles buyers. A premonition of the first day of the new year, ‘Hangover 1/1/83’ was meant to be a throwaway B-side, something quickly knocked off in an Akron basement studio that no one would give a second thought to. For a small but committed fan base it’s taken on a greater meaning. Its lurching bassline, tricksy detuned guitar figures and elemental keys all provide a chunky, slightly garish Xmas carpet for the swaggering saxophone magic of Mars Williams. An Albert Ayler acolyte who made hay smudging the clean lines in pop’s playground (as other Waitresses highlights ‘Pussy Strut’ or ‘I Know What Boys Like’ reaffirm), Williams’ would apply his mysterious muscularity in the service of Psychedelic Furs once the Waitresses finished their shift.
‘Situation’
Yazoo
MUTE 1982
A-side: ‘Only You’
Basildon odd couple form a bluesy bond.
Yazoo began with a wanted ad in the music press, with bluesy Basildon singer Alison Moyet on the lookout for a gigging R&B band. In an unexpected twist of fate, her best response came from Vince Clarke, an old school acquaintance trying to figure out the next leap forwards after writing Depeche Mode’s debut Speak & Spell and suddenly pressing eject. A classic case of chalk and cheese – an expressive soul singer and an introverted computer boffin – the contrast worked famously on both sides of their first single. Opening with a snatch of Moyet’s laughter over Clarke’s tinkling futuristic synths, ‘Situation’ was an ahead of its time dance banger, much less melancholic than the stunted devotion of ‘Only You’. Where it was easy to imagine that arriving couched in Dave Gahan’s twitchy baritone, Moyet made ‘Situation’ her own, her power-packed turn helping it resonate across the pond, where Sire chose to issue it their first A-side, apparently against Yazoo’s wishes. Its resonance is still felt there, after François Kevorkian’s 12-inch remix topped Billboard’s Hot Dance Club chart for four weeks.
‘Empty The Clip’
Necro
PSYCHO+LOGICAL- 2001
A-side: ‘Morbid’
Death rap originator at his most haunting and intense.
Pegging Necro as a one trick pony belies his skills as a producer. New York’s hyper intense lord of gore has shown his proclivity behind the boards on releases for a shady cabal of rappers such as Sabac, Goretex, Mr Hyde and his fleet-tongued brother Ill Bill, mangling movie samples with deep bass figures, scything strings and a seamless grasp of hip-hop beat science. While those skills were sharply focused on both sides of his fourth single, the low pianos and crying horns of ‘Empty The Clip’ just edge it over ‘Morbid’, despite the A-side’s killer hook. Referencing alleged axe murderer Lizzie Borden, 90s TV anthology Tales from the Crypt and Klaus Mann’s Mephisto along the way in his brutal dead-eyed Brooklyn monotone, Necro’s dispassionately clipped tone made razored raps like “Be quiet like bodies dead at morgues/Or be tortured and fed to dogs” sound even more creepy. It pointed the way towards 2004’s The Pre-Fix For Death, a morbidly obese set of violent hymns for a disturbed world that housed career high ‘Beautiful Music For You To Die To’ plus a glut of metal-infused horrorcore only suitable for those with strong guts.
‘Deportees’
Billy Bragg
GO! DISCS 1986
A-side: ‘Greetings To The New Brunette’
Big nosed bard of Barking at his most sensitive.
Billy Bragg’s live shows have often shown his delicate way with a Woody Guthrie ballad. His thoughtful take on ‘I Ain’t Got No Home’ is right up there with the more expansive portrait he painted of Guthrie alongside Wilco on 1998’s Mermaid Avenue, as they essayed their way through his unpublished archive with skittering grace. One of four covers backing the A-side’s Johnny Marr and Kirsty MacColl-enhanced summery tale of new love (freighted with murmured fears of commitment), Bragg turned to regular touring partner and English alternative country authority Hank Wangford (a medical doctor who started treading the boards after meeting Gram Parsons) for this intimate duet. Their take on Guthrie’s protest song about the racist media portrayal of victims of 1948’s Los Gatos plane crash found Bragg putting his estuary drawl to one side, delicately harmonising with Wangford over the gentle strum of a low acoustic guitar and a higher-pitched mandolin. Clearly heartfelt, it’s pointed lines about illegal workers and death in the service of capitalism seem ever more resonant in a post-Brexit landscape punctuated by the mad racist warbling of Suella Braverman and co.
‘Oil In My Lamp’
The Ska Kings
ATLANTIC 1964
A-side: 'Jamaica Ska’
Old gold from the band of the late Byron Lee.
It took bassist and bandleader Byron Lee over a decade to score his first hit. Lee signed his ever fluctuating, many legged the Dragonaires to the West Indies Recording Limited (WIRL) in 1959, proving popular on the elite theatre circuit with his full-bodied take on calypso, punctuated by a rousing brass section and hyped-up MCs. As the Jamaican independence movement gained momentum, Lee shifted his dial to ska’s revolutionary R&B/calypso hybrid on the advice of WIRL boss Edward Seaga, chancing his arm as both the Dragonaires and the Ska Kings. It paid off when they was scouted to perform Jump Up as Pussfeller’s Club house band in 1962’s first Bond flick Dr No. It resulted in to a major deal with Atlantic, yet the world wasn’t quite ready. Despite exercising much marketing muscle, the super-skanking cha-cha-cha and shrill horns of ‘Jamaica Ska’ barely dented the Billboard charts (98 for one week only, although it did graze the Canadian top 30). A flip of the disc might have reversed its lowly fate. Based on an old Christian hymn, the upfront Hammond organ burn of ‘Oil In My Lamp’ proved it could withstand a no holds barred party-oriented reinvention, as cheer-led by Eric ‘Monty’ Morris’s sweet vocals. Five years later a very different version made up the B-side of Byrds single ‘The Ballad Of Easy Rider’, detailed by Clarence’s White’s arch Telecaster string-bending.
‘Disappointed’
Whipping Boy
COLUMBIA 1995
A-side: ‘We Don’t Need Nobody Else’
Underrated Dubliners at their most moody, dramatic and scathing.
Fearghal McKee’s gift for biting, bittersweet, insightful wordplay was reflected in his onstage intensity and confrontational stagecraft – cutting himself with broken glass at early shows, dousing himself in silver glitter paint at their death throes. It wasn’t always needed when the perfectly named Whipping Boy hit their musical targets, scoring bullseyes on both sides here. The A-side’s offhand confession (“I hit you for the first time today”) was eclipsed by its properly anthemic chorus, yet their finest moment barely shaved the UK charts. B-side ‘Disappointed’ explored an equally fraught and fractured relationship over militaristic drums and pugnacious bass, with McKee’s blunt address to a wayward son (“You are not mine”) heightened by the intensity of Paul Page’s scything guitars (who knows what it would have sounded like had Steve Albini produced it, as first hoped). It’s also worth checking their cover of ‘Caroline Says II’ [‘When We Were Young’, 1995], a hark back to their early Velvets covers band incarnation Lolita. Both sound resplendent on Needle Mythology’s expanded 2021 reissue of Heartworm.
‘Sunday Morning Nightmare’
Sham 69
POLYDOR 1978
A-side: ‘If The Kids Are United’
Hersham boys give disco the boot.
Top Of The Pops was first my portal into pop. Already struck by Sham 69’s angsty cavort through ‘Angels With Dirty Faces’, though not quite enough to buy it, I was powerless not to spend all my 45p pocket money on ‘If The Kids Are United’. A slightly earnest terrace anthem, it proved to be their most accessible hit (one that was ill-advisedly revived by Tony Blair at 2005’s Labour conference). However, it’s B-side was even better. After Walton Hop veteran Jimmy Pursey’s animated cod DJ introduction (“Okay! All you disco kids…”), Dave Parsons bluesy guitar riff morphed into a more straightforward thrash to carry the singer’s very British corollary to Saturday Night Fever, littered with lager, fights, vomit, love bites, pregnancy and smashed up jam jars. Armed with a catchy, off-centre chorus (“Don’t do it!/They won’t let us do it!”), Pursey also snuck in a topical moan at the inescapable Grease mania of the time (“Me brother thinks he looks like John Travolta/And me sister thinks she’s Olivia Newton John”). Tellingly, only the B-side appeared on Sham’s high-concept second album That’s Life – a tricksy bit of Mike Leigh-styled social realism that’s a less-knowing conceptual precursor to Blur’s Parklife – but with its great hammy intro loped off. That’s why this this B-side take is still essential.
‘Thank You Caroline’
The Avalanches
TRIFEKTA 1997
A-side: ‘Rock City'
A B-side twice for Australian sample wizards.
‘Thank You Caroline’ has history in The Avalanches’ relatively slender catalogue. The B-side to the Melbourne sampling whizz kids’ very first single (1997’s flute-laced Beastie Boys/J-Pop mash-up ‘Rock City), it’s a slightly woozy, organ-dominated instrumental that lulls listeners into a world of elevator music before pulling the rug on that notion, thanks to its layered keys and great freestyling solos. The most significant comes from saxophonist Mark Ford, although it’s so cleverly treated it’s hard to tell it’s a sax. A lazy earworm that reveals more with every play, ‘Thank You Caroline’ feels like a shift from their established modus operandi – played not sampled. The song enjoyed a second B-side life when Andy Votel remixed it for the flip of 2000’s ‘Since I Left You’. He drilled down deeper into its essential otherness, separating the layers even more and adding more sinister elements (a music box-sounding xylophone, cellos, humming, acoustic guitar) to effectively create a new track. A third version of this B-side – an original demo, even further removed – surfaced on 2021’s reissue of the Since I Left You LP, itself a supernatural sampling feat that artfully reanimated over 3,500 vinyl cues.
‘Are You Lovin’ Me More (But Enjoying It Less)’
The Electric Prunes
REPRISE 1967
A-side: ‘Get Me To The World On Time’
Too much of a good thing?
Looking the part and with a great psychedelic name, the Electric Prunes were among the first US garage bands to make moves. Ex-Rolling Stones producer David Hassinger claimed credit for the California band’s eerily distinctive sound, epitomised by 1966 hit ‘I Had Too Much To Dream (Last Night)’, after a real-estate agent friend discovered them literally practicing in a garage. Hassinger continued to magick up great psych mystery from his charges on its follow-up, co-writers Annette Tucker and Jill Jones going back to basics on the A-side’s distorted Bo Diddley stomp. This powerful B-side runs rings around it. Breezing in above a choked rhythm guitar and high lead line, Michael Weakley’s atmospheric drums set the scene for James Lowe’s wide-eyed opening gambit: “Queen Bee, give me so much honey/I never feel the sting.” While Lowe’s growing paranoia is sweetened by Dick Hargreaves’ full-bodied organ solo, a more sinister tension writhes through its second act, the seemingly wronged singer going deeper into his vortex of despair, as like a drunken and desperate priest he urges his quarry to “Confess!”
‘Oh No You Didn’t’
Kid Acne
LEX 2007
A-side: ‘Eddy Fresh’
Atypical British rapper’s pelting rabble-rouser.
Responsible for the amazing cover to B-Side, Kid Acne was best-known for his graffiti skills when this single raised his profile. Part-financed by Lex’s label dalliance with EMI, it allowed the South Yorks rapper to significantly beef-up the sparser beats of previous outings, with MIA producer Ross Orton and local bass legend Rob Gordon joining forces. Nowhere is this more concentrated than ‘Oh No You Didn’t’, from its thundering real drum intro and declamatory “Oi!” to the distorted bass figure that pervades thereafter. It’s driven forward by Acne’s animated raps and aerated zingers, whether pillorying the inked idiocracy (“Nincompoops, what do you do?/Get tattoos and think your Zulus”) or just spitting nonsense rhymes for the sheer thrill of it (“Captain Caveman wearing Raybans/Wasting spraycan down the wastelands”). While a stuttering chorus that plays off Catherine Tate’s catchphrase is a little obvious, it’s more than compensated for by the more oblique references (Cillit Bang, welly-wanging) that became a scholastic feature of wonky parent album Romance Ain’t Dead. Slowthai’s ‘Doorman’ would tap into a very similar energy over a decade later, creating the festival anthem Acne was denied.
‘D’ya Like Scratching’
Malcolm McLaren
CHARISMA 1983
A-side: 'Double Dutch'
Punk svengali brings hip-hop to the masses.
Malcom McLaren’s ability to be in the right place at the right time never deserted him. Having fanned punk’s whirlwind with Sex Pistols and celebrated cassette culture with Bow Wow Wow, his mission to tap into world music energy on his first solo LP hit a critical swerve within days of his entourage (producer Trevor Horn, engineer Gary Langan) starting their global trek in New York. While McLaren was already well aware of hip-hop – startled by spotting Afrika Bambaataa in a pink Sex Pistols T-shirt – when he saw a group of Bronx kids rapping, graffing, breaking and scratching in a Manhattan club he knew it had taken a new turn. He didn’t miss a beat. He co-opted some of its players (significantly DJ duo the World’s Famous Supreme Team) into the early sessions for Duck Rock. It spawned both the first British hip-hop single ‘Buffalo Gals’ and top three skipping anthem A-side ‘Double Dutch’ (whose resemblance to Boyoyo Boys’ 1975 single ‘Puleng’ would go legal). This 12-inch only flip was the bomb though – a virtual Art Of Noise/Bronx collision, its electro bass and busy scratch bricolage offset by Anne Dudley’s opulent piano tinkles. Its time capsule video even added Rock Steady Crew, Keith Haring and graffiti artist DONDI to the mix. This B-side later led-off 1984’s remix mini-LP of the same title, a party-hearty celebration of scratch-mix culture that wafted McLaren into the US charts.
‘The Quiet Explosion’
The Ugly’s
PYE 1966
A-side: ‘A Good Idea’
Steve Gibbon’s Brummie outlaws’ most psychedelic moment.
From their original incarnation The Dominettes in 1957 onwards, this band ate up members for breakfast. Only Steve Gibbons would survive the endless culls. After joining in 1960 the singer and guitarist orchestrated a shift away from straight rock ‘n’ roll as they rose to the top of the feisty West Midlands live scene. Rechristened The Ugly’s (that gratuitous apostrophe never corrected) in 1963, they started writing topical R&B-inflected protest songs when they signed to Pye, epitomised by 1965’s debut ‘Wake Up My Mind’. Its failure to chart, along with its follow-up, meant Pye were already restless when the following year’s ‘A Good Idea’ proved to be anything but, with all concerned ignoring the nondescript single’s sabre-toothed B-side. Gibbons’ warnings of revolt sound vaguely Doorsy on ‘Quiet Explosion’, an impression underlined by Jimmy O’Neil’s swirling organ, John Hustwayte’s spaced-out bass and Jim Holden’s great off-the-wall percussion. A flip that was lauded at length in Jon Savage’s book 1966: The Year the Decade Exploded, it prompted ex-members to wonder aloud what might have been had they prioritised it instead. A similar argument could be made for ‘A Friend’ [ ‘It’s Alright’, 1965], an unsettling tale of loneliness elevated by Alan Freeman’s slashing production.
‘Four Men’
Kitchens Of Distinction
ONE LITTLE INDIAN 1989
A-side: ‘The 3rd Time We Opened The Capsule’
Overlooked dream-poppers impassioned power play.
Kitchens Of Distinction hid their difference in plain sight. The Tooting trio were fronted by singing bassist Patrick Fitzgerald (not the punk poet), a trained medic and proud gay man who not only spoke about his sexuality in interviews, but sang about it with rare candour, shocking the indie scene’s more conservative elements. One of three tracks backing Julian Swales’ swirling guitar soundscapes on ‘The 3rd Time We Opened The Capsule’ was this bruising self-analysis. In ‘Four Men’ Fitzgerald breaks down his conflicting hopes and fears on a night of unexpected romantic triumph, before its short-term joy is trumped by self-loathing and shame. That Fitzgerald held nothing back on perhaps their most outwardly poppy moment made it feel even more incisive (he would do it again on ‘Margarets’ Injection’ [‘Elephantine EP’, 1989], portraying himself as a willing doctor of death). As vital as anything on that year’s excellent debut Love Is Hell, and in total accord with its title, KOD seemed to belatedly grasp the potential of ‘Four Men’, re-recording it for 1992’s The Death Of Cool but over-producing it, blunting its sharp edges and coiled tension.
‘My Dark Ages (I Don’t Get Around)’
Pere Ubu
HEARTHAN 1976
A-side: 'Street Waves'
Cleveland sonic reducers at their most dark and intense.
With a post-punk sound before punk even happened, Pere Ubu were crazily ahead of the game. The absurdist Ohio band led by ex-Rocket from the Tombs singer David Thomas drew inspiration and borrowed stage theatrics from local legends Electric Eels, but it was Thomas’s taut, expressive warble that stood them apart. The mysterious B-side to the avant-garage band’s third single is an angsty slice of small town frustration, built around simple guitar chords, preening bass and an unearthly distorted bass drum. Pianos tinkle in the gaps before its neurotic mantra (“I don’t get around/I don’t fall in love much”) sees literary professor’s son Thomas lamenting both a lack of wheels and a partner (the two seemingly being mutually exclusive), using brutal economy and repetition to make his point. ‘My Dark Ages’ reinforced the otherworldliness of preceding Ubu singles ‘30 Seconds Over Tokyo’ (a retelling 1942’s Doolittle Raid on Tokyo) and ‘Final Solution’ (an extreme riposte to teenage acne and outsized trousers). Like many I first came to Ubu via Twin/Tone’s 1985 compilation Terminal Tower, a cool entry point for a prolific band that have reinvented themselves in ever more confounding ways since.
‘Three Orange Kisses From Kazan’
The The
SOME BIZZARE 1982
A-side: ‘Uncertain Smile’
Soul searching of a deeply experimental bent.
East Londoner Matt Johnson finally nailed The The’s studio identity with this single. An initially fluid affair, that morphed from duo to quartet, Johnson boiled The The down to a singular entity, using a rotating cast of musicians to realise his vision. If the A-side found the former DeWolfe studio tea boy adding a toy xylimba to the tinny affirmations of previous single ‘Cold Spell Ahead’, boosted by Soft Cell producer Mike Hedges’ big sheen production, it would prove an itch he couldn’t quite scratch, revisiting it a third time for 1983’s Soul Mining (with that Jools Holland piano solo). B-side ‘Three Orange Kisses From Kazan’ seemed to fall between stools, bridging the post-punk psychedelia of 1981’s Burning Blue Soul (issued as Matt Johnson) with the newfound confidence of his emerging pseudonym. As Middle Eastern-styled melodica motifs played out over hardscrabble percussion, prodding free jazz sax and Johnson’s long echoing guitar lines, he seemed to find his voice, swarming over the surface like an anguished bee. Angsty personal musings, generational numbness and testy teenage truths continued to dominate Johnson’s early work, before it took an outward, openly political turn on 1985’s Infected.
‘Dead Homiez’
Ice Cube
PRIORITY (PROMO) 1990
A-side: ‘Endangered Species’
Rapper raises game, after messy split from N.W.A.
At odds with their manager Jerry Heller over alleged fiscal improprieties, Ice Cube bailed from N.W.A following a riotous show in Detroit. Before the dust even had time to settle the west coast gangsta rap pioneer was back with his solo debut AmeriKKKa’s Most Wanted. His decision to work with New York’s premium sound collagists the Bomb Squad (after Eazy-E vetoed Dr Dre providing beats), came with a much deeper political edge, epitomised by A-side ‘Endangered Species’. A super-punchy, prophetic tale of Los Angeles street strife, with a typically fierce Chuck D cameo, an air of resignation hung heavily over Cube’s words as he observed: “It’s a shame that niggas die young/But to the light side it don’t matter none.” Among his most quietly powerful solo moments, non-album B-side ‘Dead Homiez’ dug deeper still, describing the very real downside of those ongoing tensions via its sombre depiction of a funeral. A moving lament for his friend T-Bone, assembled over the hook from Dr John’s ‘Right Place, Wrong Time’, Cube told west coast rap authority Brian Coleman it “was easy to write just because it was so personal.” Fittingly, it’s the small observations that that cut deep – Cube pondering “How strong can you be when you see your pops crying?” – over wonderfully poised production (presumably by Sir Jinx, but uncredited) that elegantly interpolates Smokey Robinson’s ‘Do Like I Do’. Cube would reprise its intimate, conversational feel for 1993 crossover hit ‘It Was A Good Day’.
‘Can You Hear Me’
Lee Dorsey
AMY 1965
A-side: ‘Work, Work, Work’
Stupendous New Orleans soul.
Lee Dorsey’s fortunes altered dramatically when he ran into Allen Toussaint at a New Orleans party. The failed ex-boxer and lifelong car fanatic supplemented his body-and-fender auto-repair business by singing in nightclubs, cutting the odd single along the way. Yet it seemed he’d joined the one-hit-wonder club when attempts to follow 1961’s novelty hit ‘Ya Ya’ all floundered. Toussaint had other ideas though, the producer/arranger reviving the humble singer’s fortunes with the high rolling groove and upfront funk of 1965’s ‘Ride Your Pony’. For all the good humour Dorsey brought to Naomi Neville’s A-side ‘Work, Work, Work’, its unemployment blues failed to connect with his more party-oriented demographic, obscuring one of Dorsey’s greatest studio showings on its B-side. Riding a simple three note electric guitar lick, backing vocal “Heys” and deep, deep horns, ‘Can You Hear Me’ caught Dorsey at his relaxed best – thinking about a good time, not the daily grime, sentiments that would see this flipside adopted by the London mod brigade. Within 12 months the unassuming Dorsey secured his position as a soul great with the early morning strife of ‘Working In A Cole Mine’, living up to Toussaint’s billing: “If a smile had a sound, it would be Lee Dorsey’s voice.”
‘I Am A Machine’
Andy Arthurs
TDS 1978
A-side: ‘I Can Detect You (For 100,000 Miles)’
He talks with robot voice, because he is not human…
‘I Can Detect You… ’ was my first dip into the local record shop’s occasional 5p box. A single reviewed in the first issue of Sounds I bought – I instantly recognised the Barney Bubbles sleeve, with its neat chemical formula/fraction – Arthurs name rang a bell from his production work with Tonight (if not for his previous work in glammy 70s satirists A Raincoat). A power-poppy guitar thrust carried through the A-side’s nifty chorus, although it was the stalker-ish tension of the verses that connected first. But if its cascading synths, electronic beats and talk of blown fuses, overloaded circuits and transmitters already seemed to have one foot in the future, its B-side really raised the stakes. Introduced with just one heavily processed word – “Engines!” – Arthurs does his best talking robot impression (“Ain’t got no emotion”) over a jerky, off-centre bassline and some impressionistic guitar figures. The vocal layering is inspired, as Arthurs’ machine teeters on the brink of breakdown, malfunction and madness, producer Martin Rushent’s careful coaxing of electronic textures a trial run for his work with Pete Shelley and the Human League. Arthurs also moved into production, racking up credits for 999, Soft Boys and Celia & the Mutations (a barely incognito Stranglers).
‘Country Girl’
Jacobites
GLASS 1986
A-side: ‘When The Rain Comes’
Decadent duo fall in love. Again.
Although Jacobites wore their influences on their crushed velvet sleeves, they still sounded unique. The scarf-wearing partnership of ex-Swell Maps main man Nikki Sudden and Brummie maverick Dave Kusworth (with previous alongside Stephen Duffy in the Subterranean Hawks) specialised in a ragged, instantly identifiable acoustic-led jangle that affectionately tipped the wink to Dylan, Bolan, the Faces and the Stones. After a tentative start and some elegantly wasted, ramshackle shows they transformed into dandy songsmiths, with lost love, dashed hope and endless yearning their favoured crutch (hitting its apex on the previous year’s Robespierre’s Velvet Basement, whose muffled production failed to dull its clutch of pearls). With its bluesy harmonica and driving three-chord riff, Sudden’s ‘When The Rain Comes’ made for an obvious A-side, about as straight-ahead as they got. One of five extra tracks on the 12-inch, Kusworth’s ‘Country Girl’ was a gorgeous counterpoint. Over a hearty strum of acoustics and painterly drums (an overactive bass is buried, happily, low in the mix), Kusworth sketches an idyllic pastoral scene, his foreign quarry cutting corn in a field, hair blowing in the wind. As his affections mount the song shifts keys, building and building to a climax as its author romanticises about “taking the world together”, forgoing city life once and for all. Packed with tenderness, hearts quivering, it’s the distilled essence of their wonderful union.
‘Broken Language’
Smoothe Da Hustler
PROFILE 1995
A-side: ‘Hustlin’’
Brooklyn brothers’ double dope list song.
Within 12 months of the Notorious B.I.G. taking him on the road, Smoothe Da Hustler had the hip-hop world at his feet. All due to this B-side. Fresh from crafting the grimy boom-bap behind M.O.P.’s debut To The Death, producer DR Period showed another string to his bow on ‘Broken Language’, flipping the bassline from Brass Construction’s ‘The Message (Inspiration)’ with a simple piano vamp and super hard snares. Above it real life blood brothers Smoothe Da Hustler and Trigger Tha Gambler traded tart verses, mangling words as they passed the mic between them like a live grenade. Far from a playground tussle to see who could come up with the craziest shit, their staccato lists and rhythmic phrases were riven with linguistic smarts and stark hyperreal imagery (random sample: “The white girl gang banger/The Virgin Mary fucker/The Jesus hanger…”), reflecting Smoothe’s aspiration to win at this new game after a recent prison bid. A swaggering flip that shook fans of all persuasions, it overshadowed the much funkier A-side ‘Hustlin’’, despite Smoothe serving up a clear raspy hook. Still, it was easy to understand why Profile put it on the B-side: how do you sell a dense, wordy 10-verse song with no discernible chorus? Little else on his rugged first LP Once Upon a Time in America was quite so elevated and Smoothe slipped behind the scenes (notably writing rhymes for a young Foxy Brown), his infamy assured.
‘If Sugar Was As Sweet As You’
Joe Tex
DIAL 1966
A-side: ‘The Love You Save (May Be Your Own)’
Serially underrated southern soulster’s crowning glory.
Long before he secured his pension with 1977’s clowning disco biscuit ‘Ain’t Gonna Bump No More (With No Big Fat Woman)’, Joe Tex was a prolific singles artist whose shaky hit rate belied his true talents. The Texas-born singer-songwriter moved to New York in the 50s to make his fortune, regularly slaying the Apollo Theater’s talent contests with his distinctly southern take on R&B. A fierce rival of James Brown, their mutual antipathy extended to Tex writing 1962’s dis ‘You Keep Her’ after Mr Dynamite moved in on ex-wife Bea Ford. Tex’s tenure at producer Buddy Killen’s Dial imprint caught him in his prime, epitomised by the smooth slow dance A-Side here, later used in the closing-credits of Quentin Tarantino’s Death Proof (the filmmaker first declared his Tex fandom on Reservoir Dogs’ soundtrack). ‘If Sugar Was As Sweet As You’ is its better half though, a fat-free slab of taut rustic soul with Tex warbling its pay-off (“You make sugar taste just like salt”) over a stomping beat, swinging horns and great twangy electric guitar. Later covered by Rockpile, it’s right up there with raspy spoken-word efforts ‘Buying A Book’, ‘Hold What You’ve Got’ and ‘Skinny Legs And All’. While the latter was namechecked on MF DOOM’s ‘Accordion’, Tex also called his style of talking over verses ‘rapping’, cementing his influence on hip-hop. Tex’s B-side form continued when ‘I Gotcha’ [‘A Mother’s Prayer’, DIAL 1972] was flipped and soared to number two.
‘Jellyfish’
Punishment Of Luxury
UNITED ARTISTS 1979
A-side: ‘Engine Of Excess’
Jerky, flesh-creeping paean to ‘scheming demon of the ocean’.
There’s no messing with ‘Jellyfish’. A jagged, creepy, scream-laden tribute to the titular ‘deep sea skiver’ and ‘seabed lurker’, it doubled down on Punishment Of Luxury’s incipient air of menace, a theatricality dating back to their roots in left-wing fringe theatre. Whether sporting stage make-up or scary balaclava knits, the Newcastle band’s futuristic collision of punk, psych and prog stood them further apart from their peers. Easily their most infectious effort, Brian Bond’s animated vocal delivery was a match to the shredded rubber gloves he sported performing ‘Jellyfish’ live, his squeamish lyrics flirting with homoeroticism (“I’d like to eat you and your helmet whole”) and barely disguised filth (“Your mother sucks cockle shells”), all topped with burbling water noises and a snippet of John Noakes. Tagged as ‘Seaside’ on the sleeve, ‘Jellyfish’ was supposed to be their first major label single (which explains its sleeve’s Man of War stylings), but was vetoed at the eleventh hour. Belatedly flipped when ‘Engine Of Excess’ stalled, bum-faced Oi! aggravator Gary Bushell didn’t help its cause, damning it “a pathetic attempt to capture early 70s quirkiness” in Sounds. Punilux nonetheless impacted hard on more impressionable minds. I vividly recall seeing them play 1978’s first single ‘Puppet Life’ on Tyne Tees one-off youth programme Alright Now – a performance whose sinister impact has yet to dim.
‘Please Forgive Me… But I Cannot Endure It Any Longer’
Pete Shelley
MERCURY 1986
A-side: ‘On Your Own’
British punk first-waver lets the machines rock.
How did Pete Shelley’s ‘Homosapien’ fail to be the defining hit of 1981? A great synthetic paean to otherness, laid down in a day as a would-be Buzzcocks demo, it was denied crucial daytime airplay by prickly BBC bosses who objected to its punning wordplay (“Homo superior/In my interior”) and missed the charts completely. It became an even bitterer pill to swallow when Dare!, recorded around the same time with the same producer (Martin Rushent), made stars of the Human League. Even further back, long before Buzzcocks spurt into punky life, the computer-literate Shelley built an oscillator to record 1974’s Sky Zen, an exploratory drone suite recorded on a two-track in his living room. Much later, 1983’s second solo album XL included a ZX Spectrum computer programme with accompanying visuals and lyrics. Given his slew of imperious B-sides for Buzzcocks (‘Why Can’t I Touch It’ is explored in B-Side), Shelley’s solo flips were never going to miss the mark. The parameters they worked were different though, from the fresh-as-daisies robotic pop thrust of ‘Witness The Change’ [‘I Don’t Know What It Is’, 1981] to the bass-slapping electro-acoustic persecutions of ‘Many A Time’ [‘Telephone Operator’, 1983], the latter even refitted with a 12-inch Dance Mix. Just shy of eight minutes, ‘Please Forgive Me…’ was more than a ponderous indulgence, as heavy drum beats cascaded around a subdued mechanistic pulse. As Shelley’s almost percussive keys tapped out a simple but effective motif, the waves of repetition betrayed subtle tonalities that only a serious fan of Can or Faust’s early kosmische could muster.
‘You’re Losing Me’
Ann Sexton
SEVENTY SEVEN 1973
A-side: ‘You’re Gonna Miss Me’
Super funky soul lifeline.
Not to be confused with confessional poet Anne Sexton, South Carolina soul singer Sexton knew all about baring her soul, specialising in woe-begone smoky ballads charting her romantic disappointments. Initially a backing singer for Elijah and the Ebonies, she first made her name in the mid-60s, when she eloped with saxophonist husband Melvin Burton to lead the Masters of Soul. Infinitely more spiky and no-nonsense than Paul Kelly’s gospel-driven A-side – her only top 50 Billboard R&B hit – ‘You’re Losing Me’ is a stupidly tight, funky floor-filler that turns the tables on a good-for-nothing ex, Sexton’s emotional vow “I’m gonna play your game and show you how to win” rattling with conviction. Written alongside Burton and doubtless drawn directly from their duels, it’s so-be-it sentiments mirror Gloria Gaynor’s greatest moment ‘I Will Survive’, another cautionary tale of B-side defiance. Like many great songs from the time it enjoyed a second life on the UK northern soul scene (along with first single ‘You’ve Been Gone Too Long’), although not enough to stop Sexton drifting away from music in the 80s and retraining in academia. Resurrected in Alejandro González Iñárritu’s enigmatic 2004 Memphis melodrama 21 Grams, the film gave Sexton a lifeline back into the music biz, one she grabbed with both hands.
‘Live Like An Angel (Die Like A Devil)’
Venom
NEAT 1981
A-side: ‘In League With Satan’
Black metal originators’ devilish ode to hedonism.
“Loving hard and getting high/Hell’s the place I’m gonna die,” growled Cronos on the punk-paced flip of Venom’s first single. From their self-produced artwork to their shock value lyrics, Venom (formed from the ruins of Newcastle metallers Guillotine, Oberon and Dwarfstar) upped the ante on the supposed Satanism of previous British heavy metal. They even included some bare-faced backwards masking beneath the A-side’s low tribal stomp and corrupting wordplay. Issued in the midst of the New Wave Of British Heavy Metal (NWOBHM) explosion by Wallsend indie Neat (first home to Tygers of Pang Tang, Fist and Raven), those lyrical extremes may have been tempered on this old school sounding B-side, but were more than compensated by its visceral buzzsaw guitars and gargling broken glass vocal delivery. A noisy rampage, it was given the faintest dust and polish for their debut LP Welcome To Hell – a ragbag of demos, albeit super heavy and filthily unrefined ones – that impacted on all future forms of extreme metal. While Venom summarised their contributions on the back cover thus: “Cronos – bulldozer bass and vocals, Mantas – chainsaw guitar dives, Abaddon – drums and nuclear warheads”, such silly assertions now seem relatively mild given the depth of their influence, more than compensating for the artfully crafted two-word rejection letter EMI sent just a year earlier.
‘Baby Come Back’
The Equals
PRESIDENT 1967
A-side: Hold Me Closer’
Eddy Grant’s first hit is the deepest.
A product of north London’s Hornsey Rise council estate, the Equals unapologetic approach to race in name and make-up (three black members, two white), stood them apart. It shone through their sound too, a meaty, beaty, bouncy amalgam of pop, R&B, rock and ska that helped them onto bills with visiting US greats such as Wilson Pickett, Solomon Burke and Bo Diddley. Despite landing a deal with Edward Kassner’s President Records, a clutch of mid-60s singles that showed the depth of Eddy Grant’s songwriting chops failed to significantly dent the UK charts. While the same fate seemed to await the imploring, persuasive ‘Hold Me Closer’, the Equals career spun on a flip of the disk by European radio DJs, who bought into the taut chorus and simple but brutally infectious guitar riff of the subtly Caribbean-tinged ‘Baby, Come Back’. Reissued as a British A-side in 1968, it knocked the Rolling Stones’ ‘Jumpin’ Jack Flash’ off top spot and racked up over a million sales. The Equals were far from done, slaying a fervent German fan base with ‘Viva Bobby Joe’ and ‘Black Skin Blue Eyed Boys’. Their career skidded off the rails after a devastating 1969 autobahn accident, with 23-year-old Grant faring the worst, suffering a heart attack and a collapsed lung. Grant would return with plenty of fire in his belly in the late 70s (returning to the chart pinnacle with 1982’s ‘I Don’t Want To Dance’) while this B-side became a UK number one twice, courtesy of Pato Banton’s dozy 1984 reggae cover.
‘Money B’
The Flying Lizards
VIRGIN 1979
A-side: ‘Money’
Pop satirist’s trip to dub heaven.
A good cover version is all about interpretation. ‘Money’ is a case in point. Having applied a postmodern hatchet to Eddie Cochran’s ‘Summertime Blues’ on their first single, to a sea of shrugs, Flying Lizards’ minimalist, quirky take on Barrett Strong’s relatable urge for lolly felt vitally prescient amid a down-at-heel economy. A perfect symbiosis of musician/producer David Cunningham leftfield urges and Deborah Evans-Stickland’s curiously robotic vocals, the fact it was recorded in a cold meat fridge in Brixton for the princely sum of £6.50 was not lost on its creators. But if ‘Money’ was about the Lizards burrowing beneath the layers of their chosen material in order to satirise it, then they really took a hatchet to it on ‘Money B’. Although it starts with the same instantly recognisable biscuit tin drums as the A-side, it quickly modulates into something much darker and more unsettling, as echoing effects pan around a dread bass figure, achieved by Cunningham placing ashtrays, sheet music and rubber toys over a piano’s strings. It was a fittingly oddball approach on a single that seemed to attract an oddball audience, picking up steam weeks after Virgin’s promotional campaign had ceased, entering the UK top ten at roughly the same time Thatcher entered number 10, and forever conferring one-hit-wonder status on its creators. Cunningham would extend its anything-goes approach to a whole LP of bass-driven meditations, The Secret Dub Life of the Flying Lizards, belatedly issued in 1995.
‘Magic’s Rap’
Magic’s Trick
MAGIC’S TRICK 1981
A-side: ‘Devil Dog Rap’
Six-foot-eight US marine sets west coast pulses racing.
Where exactly ‘Magic’s Rap’ sits in the pantheon of west coast classics is a matter of debate. The MC and DJ alter-ego of strapping US marine Benjamin Fraga, he made his name at California’s Noa Noa nightclub in the early 80s before cutting and self-pressing his only single. A-side ‘Devil Dog Rap’ is very little to write home about – a decently played, albeit sub-Sugarhill affair, that cringingly recounts “tales of the fighting force that never fail” and patriotically taking out ‘commies’, somewhat over-celebrating its creator’s job. ‘Magic’s Rap’ is the prime cut for several reasons, mostly to do with its chorus. Although sung with no great soul power, it’s “We’re doing magic, we want to party” hook and litany of local cities is practically identical to Ronnie Hudson & the Street People’s ‘West Coast Poplock’, a huge KDAY radio and club hit issued in 1982. Fraga claims Hudson ripped him off. And if his dates are true (the single’s label is undated), then Fraga missed out on not one but two highly lucrative paydays after Dr. Dre interpolated the chorus into 2Pac’s 1995 mega hit ‘California Love’ (crediting Hudson along the way). Recently reissued on seven-inch 45 with the deluxe vinyl edition of Soul Jazz’s excellent Yo! Boombox compilation, Fraga’s insistence that he sold over 350,000 copies of this private press single – a record only ever sold at US military bases – is similarly hard to authenticate.
‘Making Love (At The Dark End Of The Street)’
Clarence Carter
ATLANTIC 1969
A-side: ‘Snatching It Back’
Muscle Shoals exemplar at his most playful.
Already the architect of one of the sauciest festive hits of all time (1968’s ‘Back Door Santa’), Clarence Carter was hitting his solo prime as the 60s ended. A singer whose work often tiptoed around the precipice of temptation, the Alabama native was a shoe-in to reinterpret Memphis songwriters Chips Moman and Dan Penn’s stab at writing “the best cheatin’ song ever”, first dashed off during a half-hour break in a hotel poker game. Originally recorded as a deep soul anthem by James Carr two years earlier, FAME studios producer Rick Hall doubled down on its acoustic blues and gospel roots during this live studio take. Moore shows a rare mastery of timing and composure as his bruised baritone lets loose a friendly lecture on the sexual proclivities of cows, horses and mosquitos in contrast to humans’ more taciturn tactics (sufficiently altered to earn Carter a co-writer credit) in-between ticklish licks from his Jazzmaster guitar. Right up there with the song’s better interpretations (Flying Burrito Brothers, Richard & Linda Thompson, Frank Black), it was an easy fit amid a unique catalogue that held infidelity up as both a deep spiritual metaphor (c.f. 1968’s comically lascivious ‘Slip Away’) and a romantic pinnacle, whose thrills could not be surpassed, even if it sent you straight to hell’s burning pits.
Pop music would be a different beast without the B-Side. Music history is riven with songs deemed throwaway that revolted against their lowly status and refused to be denied. Be it rock’n’roll’s national anthem (‘Rock Around The Clock’), disco’s enduring game-changer (‘I Feel Love’) or hip-hop’s most notorious dis track (‘Hit ’Em Up’), all three started life as the so-called ‘lesser’ track on releases primed for maximum chart impact. But the B-side has done much more than make stars of Bill Haley, Donna Summer and 2Pac.
Andy Cowan graduated from cut-and-pasting fanzines Only A Rumour and White Lie in his teens to working on Hip-Hop Connection — the world’s first rap monthly — in the late 80s, becoming its editor in the 90s and publisher in the 00s. He has also contributed to podcasts, documentaries, museum exhibits and is MOJO’s jazz columnist. He has been a B-side obsessive since he first started buying singles in 1978.
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