sundays

Sundays are refreshing on a fine tuesday night.

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yes Usually have them mixed in with some heavier stuff. It helps to offset the noise lol

youth.
so impressionable.

I bought the Can't Be Sure 12" when it came out. Don't know why I didn't grab the full-length. A few friends had it, so I probably heard it enough. But, to this day, those 12" tracks plus Wild Horses are the only songs I remember.

Why weren't they more popular? What did the Cranberrries have that they didn't have? [not that I'm equating the two]

It is not a fine Tuesday night in eastern Canada, and I don't think the Sundays would make it any better, sadly.

I am gonna take a walk later, and listen to The Verve Records Story 1941-1991. Maybe something on there will warm me up.

The Sundays are always remembered as a sort of lightweight pop band and are indeed usually lumped in with the Cranberries. But every time I listen to Reading, Writing and Arithmetic I'm surprised by what a weird album it actually is. "Here's Where the Story Ends" is the only song that's really a conventional pop song - everything else on it is really odd, repetitive, strangely structured art rock.

The other two albums are pretty good, but are more conventional. Does anyone know if Harriet Wheeler has done anything else in the last 14 years or so since the last Sundays album came out?

Nothing weird about it. Simply great.



Post Edited (02-03-09 22:23)

women.

I wanted to like the Sundays, but the singer's voice always put me off. It's a visceral reaction (kind of like Breno's singing drummer phobia), with no logic at all - she just sings in a style I can't stand.

When the Cranberries' "Linger" came out, I thought it was the Sundays and thought, "My god, her singing got even worse."

The latter single "Summertime" was excellent. I think I have three proper Sundays albums, but the only one I put on the stereo is Reading, Writing and Arithmetic. "I Kicked a Boy" is truly odd; pairing it with "I Kissed a Girl" (Jill Sobule, not Katy Perry) seems like an instinctual snotty-brat-cover version idea.

When the Sundays first came out they were compared more to the Cocteau Twins, only a little less cryptic and more pop. Then the Cranberries went massive in the US and I think the perception of the Sunday's became diminished by the comparison to them. Which is a shame really. They were a fine band on their own without the comparisons and wrote some beautiful melodies.

'can't be sure' is up there with my top fav tunes of all time.

Field Day For The Sundays!

The Sundays ... strictly top shelf (the debut especially).

Just a great little band. Unfairly lumped in with the Cocteau Twins and trounced commercially by the vastly inferior (and endlessly annoying) Cranberries. Harriet Wheeler's Uber-Babeness was just so much icing on the cake ("...syrup on the Sunday?"). Someone above took issue with her singing, but I always really loved her voice. On the girlish side ... but that was what made her so appealing.

I always used to fantasize about shopping for groceries with her. It's the same way with Keira Knightley.

The debut is really the only essential item in the oeuvre. "Joy" and "My Finest Hour" are favorites, but there isn't really a bad song on the record. The second effort was really good, but it's complexion is slightly marred by that misguided, cutesy-poo Stones cover (which ended up being mistakenly attributed to Mazzy Star by countless file-sharing knuckleheads everywhere). I never actually bought that second one, as several friends owned it and I got to hear it a lot at the time. The third title is around somewhere, but I spend so much time with the beloved debut that it ends up getting neglected. I see "Blind" used all the time. Do me a favor and verbally rough me up if I don't own a copy this time next week.

Whatever happened to David and Harriet anyway? Not a peep on my instrument panel for ages and ages. I know I could go looking, but what fun is that? Probably best that they only made a few CDs and called it a day (assuming I'm not out to lunch on their activity). Three basically flawless titles and history! Not too shabby. I'm prepared to give 'em a miss on the whole "Wild Horses" thing. Not their finest hour ... and there are legions of more heinous hideous-cover-versions to make you want to throw up.

You know, I wonder if the Stones cover was the band's idea? It reeks of record-label meddling. I can easily think of a dozen tunes that would have made more sense for them to tack onto the end of "Blind." Hell! I can think of several Stones tunes that would have been a better fit!

It's a testament to the band's lasting quality that all I can bitch and moan about is a damned cover version which, while flawlessly tailored, still sounds a tad awkward. It could have been worse ... they could have taken a stab at "Undercover Of The Night," or "Emotional Rescue." Hah!

At any rate ...
Top shelf stuff, man. Top shelf!