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With the exception of The Go Betweens and a few other bands - oh, and
the year 1987 - the Eighties really sucked.
In 1987 I finally moved out of my parents' home and set-up for myself in
a two-storey flat with two other guys in Preston. I also met and fell in
love with my first serious girlfriend that year. I took her to see the Go
Betweens play at Melbourne University. She'd never seen or heard
them before, but by the end of the night, she was
hooked. They played a lot of songs from their forthcoming album Tallulah,
including the excellent Bye Bye Pride. I remember that night, because
it was the night we really decided to be a couple.
After I bought the album, I made a compilation Go Betweens tape for my
girlfriend. It had Cattle and Cain, some of the best stuff off Spring Hill
Fair and Liberty Belle, and it had Bye Bye Pride. That had to be on it. It
was the stand out track on Tallulah and possibly the best song Grant McLennan
and Robert Forster ever wrote together. Featuring their characteristically
literary and personal lyrics and the gorgeous backing vocals
and soaring oboe of new member Amanda Brown, it was a big, irresistable
pop song with a perfect hook that should have propelled it onto the top
of the charts. But, characteristically for the 'Gobs', when it was released
as a single it went nowhere.
My girlfriend took that tape with her when she went on a three month trip
to Europe. Her affectionate letters home, speaking of how
much she missed me, were a lifeline to me as I waited for the three
months to pass. One of the letters had her travelling through Macedonia,
staying at some small shepherd's village. She wrote that there in that
isolated village she turned on a radio and heard, to her surprise, a
Go Betweens song. "It reminded me of you," she emphasised in
her letter, pleasing me no end. I later found out that the
song was Bye Bye Pride.
In her very next letter she told me about how she had met this guy and had
decided, in the space of a week, that she was going to marry him.
Sitting there, reading that letter, I felt like the floor
had been pulled out from under me. Later, still trying to make sense
of everything, I played Tallulah. During Bye Bye Pride a line struck me with
its significance: "Things change over long distance". It was something
that finally made me smile - albeit, ironically. Yep, I thought
to myself, you better believe it! |