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REMEMBER FUN |
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| In the late eighties Remember Fun where very well known the length and breadth of the UK via various compilation records and tapes and the 1987 flexi disc release of "Hey Hey Hate" via "Are You Scared to Get Happy" fanzine. Remember Fun where formed in 1986 when a group of friends came togther to make music. The original line up was a 5 piece with Andrew Smith (vocals), John Eslick (guitars), Steven Dunbar (bass), Raymond McDonald (guitars) and Mark Kane (drums). A few members came and went from then on, around the nucleus of Andrew, Raymond and John. The Remember Fun debut single looked set at various times, at one point a Australian single was on the cards. It is remarkable that this took until the Spring of 2001 to see the light of day with the post-humus CD EP on Matinee Records ! |
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Discography
Tapeography
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Remember Fun were a fine gang of Glasgow lads made most infamous perhaps
for their 'Hey Hey Hate' which graced one of the semi-mythic Sha-La-La
label flexi discs. Remember Fun had a fine line in scathing social and
political lyrics wrapped in deceptively sweet tunes, and they were one
of many groups who drew inspiration from the Postcard scene of the early
'80s. Like seeing their peers The Visitors at last gain recognition (through
their Miss collection also released by Matinée), it's rewarding,
if somewhat odd, to have a 'new' CD with the name Remember Fun on the
sleeve, and if I have to say that I still prefer the older demo version
of 'Train Song' to the released one, well that's perhaps just me being
elitist. Or perhaps isn't... Now all we need is for someone to release
those Church Grims demos on CD. --Tangents "Remember Fun are one of those warm-hearted bands that sucessfully
distill the yearnings and disappointments, the sight of a sleepy sun waking
up from its winter sojourn, stir in a young man's heart as some unobtainable
beauty saunters by, her cold eye dismissing a fretful glance from an inept
music geek. Back home then, to spin and whirl in unloved abandon to these
trammelled souls, in solicitous concord with that unsatisfied ache that
wrinkles the ventricles of the heart. Pasty-faced and pigtailed indie
girls come out to play and ease the torment and lacerations of these gentle
songs" - how does it feel - Lost classic |
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