The Green Pajamas
Submitted by Burt Kocain on 3 January 2013 - 3:55am
What's it called?:
Death By Misadventure
What does it sound like?:
Everything you wanted, all at once, with a Cadbury's Flake stuck in the top. If you know who the Jammies are, then you'll hie yourself to the market to grab yourself a copy toot sweet, because you are a person of extraordinary refinement. If all this means nothing to you, this is your opportunity to sneak on board the bandwagon going nowhere while no-one is looking. The Jammies have been releasing beautiful, crafted, weird, melancholic music since the Crusades without creating so much as a ripple in the space-time continuum. This one is - but you're way ahead of me - a concept album about life in a bee colony. Here's a lyric from ‘The Queen Bee’s Last Tango’: “She strips off her girdle, slips off her swastika ring/While seventeen boys dressed up as dolls and toys blow the king/In the opium fog, the prince and his dog start to sing/And there’s no sense of the sorrow to befall them all tomorrow.” So there you have it. Or should. Dense, lush, deep and dark. Dive into the hive.
What does it all *mean*?:
It means the Jammies are still alive and humming. Like (and yet not so like) the Shoes and the dB's. Chapeaux!
Goes well with …:
Velvet waistcoat, fez, hookah pipe.
Might suit people who like …:
this sort of thing.