This is a quirky psychopop dirge about a pet with an addiction. England’s notorious Paul Roland delivers another off-beat, blackly-humorous post-punk cartoon. Very 60s, very addictive! The song appears on Roland’s EP, Barbara Steele.
For four decades Roland has been spinning twisted tales of Victorian villains and eccentric Edwardian inventors against a backdrop of gothic-psych-baroque pop, earning him the title “the male Kate Bush” (a disappointing comparison attributed to Roland’s [apparently blind] former labelmate Robyn Hitchcock). His highly literate lyrics, often macabre themes, and strong melodic gift has attracted an increasingly large and loyal cult following while his proudly independent ethos has ensured he has remained a cherished niche artist.
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