john dougherty wrote:
some of you are going to MOAN when I say this:
a little memory: I read about the album before hearing it, so I knew about Neil participating and all that; then I heard Getting Away With It on Miami radio. My first thought was that Barney sounds so relaxed in his vocal effort- he's taking lessons from Neil, who is equally limited and knows how to deal with it.
WTF....dusting off the memory blanks - by the time Sumner and Marr had surfaced from their subterranean dungeon with actual hard copies of RTP, their teeth were green, their confidence eroded, and the music market had flipped 180 degrees. They were so taken back by this time capsule reality jolt, they...(are you paying attention?) they went and got George "friggin' looka my butt" Michael and invited him back for a little listen to this. Unbelievable. Unbeknownst to our nemeses and host is that old friggin' looka my butt had done gone and let loose a mighty buggering on a naive and unsuspecting country and would later gladly pay 20 pounds to any street urchin willing to be seen publicly having coffee and fish n' chips.
So they settle down for the evening in some fancy London flat and put Raise The Pressure on it's initial test market run. Please note use of the word INITIAL here. By this time ole friggin' looka my butt is warmed by the 20 year old single malt scotch and company of men. While RTP cranks out about the Out Of My League mark our guest belts out "It's grand, it's swell, and can I spend the night with you two blokes"? I don't know where he finally ended up crashing that night but......
Out of this evening came the self-imposed impression they had something good, something special that would later serve up equal portions of embarassment and historical marvel. Only the hiring of Arthur Baker and the dropping of some major power chords on the next album level the listening field. Believe it or not, this story is a lot more true than some would ever care to admit I shite you not. God, no wonder the album sounds so panty waist.