The Very Best Of
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Most of the best of 'The Very Best...', predictably enough, is culled from the first three killer albums. This is the Costello of 'Alison', 'Radio Radio', 'Watching The Detectives' and, of course, 'Oliver's Army'. Elvis before he (ugh!) 'matured' and became the darling of the mouldy ol' dead rock mags. Before he discovered country and (yuk! spit!) jazz.
But it's not [I]quite[/I] that simple. There's 'Shipbuilding' - his nauseatingly poignant take on the Falklands War. And 'Tramp The Dirt Down' - probably the finest comment made by [I]any [/I]musician about the horrors of Thatcherism. Those two tracks alone justify his career post-'Armed Forces'.
But there's also a lot of self-indulgent, 'mature', musoid mulch- stuff so bad it could have been written by The Divine Comedy, Travis or even, God help us, Shack. In short, when El rules he's awesome. But when he sucks he sucks muso cock and swallows.
Get a friend to tape the good bits.
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