The Verlaines - Bird Dog (1987) *****
Nominated by: KS
Music club: Wander to Wozza's
When I think of Flying Nun bands I instantly think of The Verlaines. They are synonymous. Hand in glove. Get me?
Their early albums, and Bird Dog was their second, capture everything that was glorious about NZ indie stuff released on the iconic Flying Nun label. I'm talking about complicated music that sounds simple and effortless. That is quite a trick. Amateur hour this is not, but it still has that unpretentious whiff about it. Sums up Nu Zild in many ways.
The vocals by main man Graeme Downs always remind me a bit of Chills main man Martin Phillipps - same vaguely erudite delivery; same thoughtful lyrics that reward repeat listens. There are depths to these dudes, maan.
Speaking of resonances, the guitar often reminds me of early REM and there's also a hint of The Cure about proceedings. Still, the combined sounds are entirely Verlaines. The busy drum sound is something peculiar to them. It's of the time and suits their style.
Bird Dog never puts a foot wrong and constantly surprises. The first couple of times I heard Slow Sad Love Song I couldn't quite believe what I was hearing. It builds extraordinarily and ends in a orgiastic howl. It's not indulgent in the slightest though and is a clear stand out although it's difficult to listen to in the same way as John Lennon/ Plastic Ono Band is a demanding album to listen to. Both share a kind of cathartic primal scream quality.
The rest of the album has many highlights, I've nominated Just Mum as my playlist addition, but it could just have easily 3 or 4 others.
A five-star classic - no duds, no skippers. All killer, no filler!