And suddenly this is August, I write with days left in the month. Concentrating on where the days go is useless because time is not on our side. Summer is a mindset of those lazy afternoons that seem to stretch forever (but they never really do). Autumn is something ending, finishing loose ends for the year, which is just as easily saying something beginning. So suddenly this is September...

On Belle and Sebastian’s “Take Your Carriage Clock And Shove It” from the Sing Jonathan David single, Stuart Murdoch’s lyrics finally leave behind the schoolrooms and playgrounds of his other songs. The politics are the same, and the insults better disguised. And the simple truth of it is that some people are just wrong. A person reaches a breaking point and screws up the courage for a stand. But no one is listening. “The Loneliness Of The Middle Distance Runner” (as much as in Allan Sillitoe’s story as in the song) plots a different course for a misfit. On the one hand, follow the regular course and do as told; on the other, try as hard as possible not to do as told. Best yet, just let them think you are on their course and know in your soul that you have no intention of crossing the finish line and winning the race.

Beaumont’s “Discotheque A La Mode” is a celebration of boogying until morning, dancing away cares and troubles. Good enough advice when life becomes a little too heavy and the air a little too hot. The sultry evening complement is a cover of Dusty and Burt’s “The Look Of Love”, playing down tempo and quiet piano twinklings. The stars are in the sky and in your eyes. And if you think that Beaumont is trying too hard, the point may be lost. They may be knowingly winking, but that wink is directed at you.

The Clientele
live is a different animal than the band on record. At shows in June in New York City, the chugging guitar line in “Porcelain” built into a frenzied finale. As recorded on a recent single, the song is more sedate and relaxed. Either way their rain soaked visions echo with an autumn air. Like remembering being stranded and heartbroken at a deserted train station in the English countryside where the train would not show up for an hour if the schedule is even correct. So you concentrate on the empty finger branches of the trees reaching for the sun. You know it if you have been there; this haunts you like a half finished dream.

“We’re like crystal, we break easy”: New Order’s new single “Crystal” isn’t about breaking at all. This is a comeback and a reminder that being strong is a virtue. No one else is going to bother to do that for you. The breaks will come and go; you’ll be standing around long after that.

Matthew Patrick, August 2001

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