It’s only children sleeping, just my heart beating
Christ where do I begin?
Nikki Sudden and Dave Kusworth, two gorgeous-looking
tramps. With those scarves and with that hair. They called themselves
Jacobites. They recorded an album called Robespierre’s
Velvet Basement. They sang about French noblemen and English nights and
Russian zoos. What I mean to say is – people of non-romantic disposition would
be kindly advised to bugger off.
This album was recorded in 1985, a year when bad was bad and
good was really good. Sudden (formerly of Swell Maps) and Kusworth were beyond
good. Hell, they were beyond really
good. For three years, from 1983 till 1985, they were Britain’s greatest songwriters.
It was one masterpiece after another. In 1985 alone they released two classic
albums, Lost In A Sea Of Scarves and Robespierre’s Velvet Basement. Decide
for yourself which title you like best, but in terms of sheer songwriting
quality Robespierre’s Velvet Basement
is so heartbreakingly good I have to look to Australia to see who could provide
any sort of decent competition in that most straightforward and mysterious of
decades.
Boys looking for rivers and cheap champagne in the
afternoon and mirrors smashed in the night. It’s that sort of album, raw and
romantic. Kusworth and Sudden share songwriting duties but if you don’t
pay attention to vocals (Sudden’s charming ‘r’ can’t be missed, though), you
won’t even tell the difference. Peas and carrots. Milk and honey.
I guess I could mention Peter Perrett, but there’s just too much personality here to rely on reference points. The sound is lush and ragged, filled with acoustic rhythms and clever jangly lines. There's nothing unique in that sound, nothing at all, and you have to wonder how they managed to infuse this music with so much freshness and charm. Surely the answer has to lie in charismatic songwriting, articulate melodies and impressionistic poetry that is both vague and hard-hitting (do you know a better song about romantic yearning than “All The Dark Rags”?)
Out of these 14 songs, I don’t count one I could live
without. There’s the anthemic opener “Big Store” which was an 8-minute long
guitar epic on the band’s eponymous debut from 1984. There’s the driving
acoustic rock’n’roll of “Fortune Of Fame” that is all intensity and wild
harmonica. There’s the jangly, heavenly “Silken Sheets” that may have this
album’s prettiest verse melody. There’s the whole of that ballad-oriented
second side which is all tears and broken hearts. The haunting “All The Dark
Rags” is a personal favourite, with that magical C-G-Am-F chord progression
played against the hair-raising slide guitar/harmonica background. There’s one
relatively upbeat tune in “One More String Of Pearls” (something almost
reggae-ish about it), and then we fade out wistfully, on the gorgeous
lights-out ballad “Only Children Sleeping”.
There are several versions of Robespierre’s Velvet Basement floating around. Pick any. However,
my advice would be to go for the latest 2-CD version – because Jacobites could
do no wrong at that point and songs like “Every Girl” and “Pin Your Heart On Me”
and “When The Rain Comes” are some of the greatest things ever.
Oh and something else. Ironically perhaps, but it’s
only now that I’m coming round to the fact that this whole feature, this whole ‘favourite
albums’ nonsense, it was all invented to write about Robespierre’s Velvet Basement by Jacobites. There.
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