Founder rate ends 9th September.

We’re rebuilding theartsdesk to secure the future of real arts journalism. Be part of it by subscribing: if you do it now, the founders’ rate of just £40 yearly is yours FOR LIFE!

SUBSCRIBE NOW 

Album: The Very Things GXL - Mr Arc-Eye (Under a Cellophane Sky)

Dadaist post punks resurrected after a long break

share this article

The Very Things GXL: still weird and wonderful

Back in the mid-80s, a group of lads from Worcestershire, who’d previously been known as the Cravats, were putting an exceedingly strange spin on the post-punk sounds of the time.

“The Bushes Scream While My Daddy Prunes” and “Mummy You’re a Wreck” may not have earned the Very Things great riches, but they certainly created more than a few ripples among the listeners of John Peel’s radio show and further afield – even encouraging Channel 4 to commission a very peculiar film for The Tube.

Forty years later and vocalist, songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Robin Dallaway, percussionist Disneytime and guitarist Steven Burrows have reunited and shanghaied Silverlake’s bassist, Tony Sherrad, to share some more of the weird and the wonderful with the listening public of Popworld – and their return is very welcome indeed.

The genre-hopping but cohesive Mr Arc-Eye (Under a Cellophane Sky) is no tribute to past glories but resolutely pushes sonically forwards, while very much retaining the Very Things’ original brain-scrambling grooves, post-punk guitars and esoteric samples from old black and white B-movies and beyond. Dipping into a distinctly eclectic palette of sounds from hard bop, kosmische musik, Northern Soul, sampledelic weirdery and much more, tunes like the feisty but soulful “I Said Yeah” are an emphatic instruction to get on your feet and swing your hips.

It’s far from single speed stuff though and among the many highlights, the distinctly menacing title track comes on like a more tuneful take on the Fall’s or Captain Beefheart’s sound and “I Don’t Know About You” dives deep into psychedelic jazz along with looped and spliced samples of the insane preaching of the Reverend Arthur B Devers. In fact, Mr Arc-Eye (under a Cellophane Sky) marks a most welcome, if unexpected resurrection for the Very Things GXL and it’s to be hoped that it doesn’t prove to be just a one-off.

The genre-hopping but cohesive album is no tribute to past glories but resolutely pushes sonically forwards

rating

4

explore topics

share this article

Help secure the future of arts journalism

In this era of algorithmic recommendation, opaquely sponsored content and AI slop, theartsdesk’s mission to preserve real journalistic and critical values has never been more important.

If you like what you see here, please join us 
in this mission.

Subscribing to the site will help us in our coming 
redesign and expansion.


If you do this before the 9th September this will be at our guaranteed founder’s rate: 
your subs will never increase again.

Subscribe now for £5 per month. 
or yearly for just £40.

Or if you simply want to support us with a one-off donation, you can do so here.

more new music

The genre-crossing musician brings a New Age sheen to his solo piano tribute
The London trio add toilet bowls and ugly crying to the hedonistic glamour
New York band’s blend of folk rock and psychedelia grabs attention
Northern indie four-piece offer a vim-laden snapshot of disenfranchised Britain
Ladysmith Black Mambazo and Laura Mvula shine
Garage, French House and feeling collide in latest release
A creative, inclusive, endlessly imaginative festival for families
Prolific Aussie psychedelicists marry dance and prog sounds
A soaring fusion of atmospheric melancholy and energetic punk