Been listening to Robyn Hitchcock’s new CD, “Ole! Tarantula,” a lot lately. It’s a darned good album. The best thing Hitchcock has done since the incredible Jewels for Sophia/Star for Bram combo in 1999. In fact it may be his very best album.
Robyn Hitchcock is one of those rare artists who has never done a really sucky album. Even Groovy Decay was OK, though certainly not up to the rest of his work. I first started listening to him when I got reviews for my Dimentia 13 albums and it seemed like every one of them mentioned how influenced I was by the Soft Boys — a band I’d never even heard of at the time. I bought some Soft Boys records and indeed I could see why people assumed they’d been an influence. I liked them a lot and started getting their leader Robyn Hitchcock’s solo records too.
Pretty much nothing I listened to in the 80’s has aged well. Everything was so incredibly bad for that decade that the things that stood out as being great now seem just OK. Even so, Robyn Hitchcock’s 80’s output still doesn’t make me gag, other than for the fact I played those records way too much for lack of anything better to listen to that was contemporary.
Ole! Tarantula’s best songs:
New York Doll
Adventure Rocket Ship
(A Man’s Gotta Know His Limitations) Briggs