
For a start two members of the group were totally rocking the Joe "Stumpy" Pepys look, though Paul Atkinson, the immaculately geekish guitarist, later ditched the specs and (I was delighted to read) shacked up with an American go go dancer he met on the set of the Murray the K show. And if members of the undead ever did form a band I think it's very unlikely that they'd record such high and dry, jazz inflected paeans to objects of unrequited love.
But, apart from the name, everything else about them is perfect. They popped up, recorded a load of brilliant songs in a few short years and then disappeared (before running out of creative steam) after realising that they were making virtually no money at all. They've been subtly percolating through the blog for a while now - the mention in the Isobel Campbell post, the flag post's title. Despite already having bestowed the honour on the Kinks I'd say the Zombies were contenders for the title of "Most English Pop Band". And now, an unprecedented three song salute:
The Zombies: She's Not There
I listened to this when I was young. It was the 70s. Man, the times. Mostly funk for me nowadays.
ReplyDeleteHello Mule,
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by. There's not much funk on my shelves it must be said. Don't know why not - the last club night I was a regular at was highly funky. Maybe I'm just a social funkster.