Song of the day – 384: Happy Noose (the International Pop Underground marches on)
Where are we now?
- Olympia, WA in 1985 (Pounding Serfs, I’m always looking your way)
- Boston, MA in 1991 (Buffalo Tom, I miss those walks in Hampstead Heath daily)
- Brisbane, QLD in 2009 (Kitchen’s Floor was the first inkling I had that I shared something in common with my random adopted town)
- New York, NYC in 1993 (Lotion, Lotion: I dearly wish I could remember the title of that Kokopop B-side)
No. It’s 2012, and Happy Noose are an Olympia, Washington trio. And their music is straightforward enough: good-time, plangent, dirty pop. And that’s easily enough for me sometimes. This music aches with desire. Most of their self-titled debut album (vinyl, natch) is just as great as the song below. Or ordinary, if you’re that way inclined. But I’m not. Morose, yet joyful. Fumbling, unsure but with a real swaggering gait. Lovely, lovely, lovely. It’s almost 1978 UK powerpop as well … or ’82 UK punk (yep, Newtown Neurotics, early singles, that’d be right). Lovely.