The one constant in Davy Henderson’s output leading Fire Engines, Win, The Nectarine No 9 and, currently, The Sexual Objects is inconsistency. Maybe it’s Henderson’s recrudescent Beefheart influence (never works for me) or the self-proclaimed love of total destruction that’s off-putting; but when he’s at the top of his game, as on Here Come The Rubber Cops, he’s practically peerless.The third Sexual Objects single, and their second great one – last year’s Full Penetration debut is a must; 2 out of 3 is a good strike rate, particularly when the strikes are this good – Here Come The Rubber Cops has the attractively louche narcotic drawl of Lou Reed, and sounds like Prince taking on The Only Ones.
You can hear a bit of Marquee Moon’s apocalypse – the darkness doubling, lightning striking itself – too, but the greatest accolade for Here Come The Rubber Cops is that it would easily make the cut on a Davy Henderson best of.
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ha ha ... and the only one I've bought is the one you don't rate :) I just got it so maybe I should listen to it...
Hang about ... I meant to buy that 'Here Come The Rubber Cops' one! I listened to it on myspace on Saturday. I guess I figured there'd only be one in the record shops at the mo'. Must pay better attention to song titles...
You know, many people love those Henderson songs I have difficulty with, so maybe you'll rate Merrie England a fair bit higher than I do. I hope so.
Oh I like this. I didn't even know he had a new band
It's a grower, and a shame it's expensive to buy (well, relatively!). I like Merrie England too; Rubber Cops is fine and dandy, but the b-side is throwaway stuff. And neither a- or b-side betrays any signs of being produced by the Boards of Canada!
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