Do the Circus Circus and other songs - James Severy at the Circus Circus
There was a time when pop was a dirty word - it was a vehicle to steal the pocket-money of gullible teenagers. In recent years, however, we’ve been spoilt for choice. From Busted to Girls Aloud and, more recently, Robyn, pop has bucked its ideas up and delivered us with the tunes that we crave so dearly.
There has also been many a time when a smug comedian has taken a pop at Ipswich. Okay, so this part of the world hasn’t delivered much over the past few years - aside from a mass murderer, some bird flu, and a spot of blue tongue - but maybe things are on the up.
I used to live on a crossroad. I didn’t know much about my neighbourhood, but I did know there was a gentle boy called James Severy who lived on the diagonal corner to me. I didn’t know much of him either, to be honest, but I think me, and you, will be finding out a lot more about him this year.
Do The Circus Circus and other songs was released on Monday through the indie label Art Goes Pop. After one spin of the three songs on the 7-inch, I’m hooked. Anyone that can drop Las Vegas and amyl nitrates into a drooled rhyme has my attention. Anyone that can write proper pop songs has my respect. And anyone that crams three of the fuckers onto one piece of vinyl is getting my money.
It’s annoying that the A-side plays at 45rpm and B at 33rpm, but you’ll get used to changing the speeds because it’ll be in your record player for quite some time.
Proper pop music, from Ipswich. Who’d have thought it?