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Von Bondies : C'mon C'mon
Pass the spacehopper...
Because 'C'Mon C'Mon' is as brilliant and blinding as the glare from Alvin Stardust’s sequinned pixie boots. Dizzy and carefree from the moment it trips its glittery platforms over one of the most fast-acting riffs in history, it then blooms into a cat-call of a chorus, buoyed by Marcie and Carrie coming over like a pair of scuzz-rock Vandellas. In an age where the future has become something to be feared, Jason Stollsteimer lets out a fond, nostalgic rewind to good old times, yet is smart enough to know that better ones are happening right now. Maybe Jack’s beef was that; while he’s stuck in a grim netherworld of bluegrass costume dramas and sexual intrigue, Jason is having an infinitely better time of it with his ex-girlfriend. Well, wouldn’t you be jealous?
For the remainder of this singles column you’ll find that, for the most part, we will award marks for scope and invention, and deduct them for shamelessly rehashing the past (retro is so turn-of-the-century, darling). Yet 'C'Mon C'Mon' is one of those rare and brilliant songs that, for its few fleeting minutes, makes NME call off the retro witch-hunt and party like its 1974. Pass the spacehopper.
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