6. The Blue NileA Walk Across The Rooftops
I was so freaked out when I met Paul Buchanan; he was like the spitting image of my Dad when he got married. People tried to get me into Hats and the subsequent records, but I just couldn’t, I don’t know why, I just dropped off after this and could never move forward with The Blue Nile unfortunately. It’s got such a crystal clear sound, it was so pristine, everything was so tight and perfectly positioned in the sonic spectrum, and yet – melancholy – there’s a theme here! It’s tearing your fucking heart out! I love the minimality in which he paints such bold pictures. When you actually read what he’s saying, it’s not that profound. This is why I really don’t like to write the words down on an album, because they’re not poetry. They are conceived to sit within the musical environment, and I always think my lyrics don’t make sense away from their musical base; they interact with each other. I love this album; it’s another one that gets constant rotation.
