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New Releases:
Tour Dates & Info:
Interviews & Reviews:
- Old article from Q Magazine
- confusion about Reading
Other News:
- Summertime in Australian top 100 of all times
- another TV show with Sundays music
- a Sundays fantasy story
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From: earthlink.net!sesor
Date: Sun, 25 Jan 1998 15:59:48 -0800
Subject: Article in Q Magazine, 1994
I was doing some, mmm, research, and I found this little forgotten
article about the band.
The SUNDAYS
Reading Writing and Arithmetic
Always been a pity they titled it that. A lame pun (on the name of the
Berkshire college town) did no justice to the sweet sounds (not to
mention the smell of success) within. The unassuming foursome began
1990 at the top of Peel's Festive 50 and on the cover of numerous rock
publications. Rough Trade (cue: unhelpful Smiths comparisons) delivered
this debut LP to a drooling world, and cash registers well and truly
rung out. Nowadays, The Sundays are more famous for sodding off to
America and taking three years to record the follow-up, Blind. A
revisit to the debut is a necessity here. What was all the fuss about?
A lightness of touch on the guitar front, some sugary, unfussy vocals
from Harriet Wheeler, and choppy, memorable, if perhaps over-simple
melodies courtesy Dave Gavurin. It all sounds a lot less studenty than
it seemed then. Could it really be that a lack of star quality was
their undoing? It's a cruel world.
(four out of five stars)
My sentiments exactly,
John
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Date: Mon, 26 Jan 1998 12:24:45 -0600 (CST)
From: nisa
Subject: Re: Article in Q Magazine, 1994
> Is this true? What association do the Sundays pretend to have with
> Reading? Or is (as is more likely) this reviewer leaping to an
> insupportable conclusion? I favour the latter, although the rest of the
> review rings fairly true.
>
> Does anyone have any better ideas?
i have a taped radio interview with david gavurin, and he
says they weren't thinking about the town Reading at all
when they agreed upon "reading, writing and arithmetic" as
the title of their album.. although he said harriet did come
from Reading (or a town nearby Reading) originally.. I can't
remember which one since it's been a long time since i listened
to that tape.. anyone know for sure?
take care,
nisa
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From: "BRS Nominees"
Subject: sundays in oz
Date: Wed, 28 Jan 1998 11:14:57 +0800
howdy all,
Australia's "triple j" radio station had the SUNDAYS
"summertime"
at # 35 on the hottest 100 of 1997(as voted by the people).
does anyone know what the next single will be?
rob.
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From: dan and teresa
Date: Thu, 29 Jan 1998 23:05:04 -0600
i don't know if people are still interested in hearing where other people
hear the sundays but...last night on party of five(tv show on fox for
anyone that doesn't know this already) they played summertime in the
background. it was distracting(for me) because i found myself singing
along and not paying attention to the dialogue in the show. oh well,
that's why i tape the shows.
wow, my first real post. only took me like 3 months.
jester
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From: "June Bastard"
Subject: Re: What?
Date: Thu, 29 Jan 1998 00:34:39 -0800
Alright then, let me volunteer my little story. It's somewhat
erotic I s'pose.
Me, David, Harriet are sat looking at a giant bowl of strawb'rry
jelly and look at each other and start muttering something about how
we "Can't Be Sure" if it would be right. The lot of us wanted to be
good but we'd rather be bad.
"The places I go, the people I know... What would they say if they
found out", asks Harriet, "my career would be ruined."
We then gaze at each other wondering "What Do You Think?" It being
"Summertime", it is quite hot so I'm thinking "I Can't Wait". The
jelly looks rather cool. I try to talk to David and Harriet to take
off their clothes in the middle of these "Hideous Towns" but they
keep asking, what "On Earth" I'm thinking.
"Few true cares have I", I say.
David says, "Did you know desire's a terrible thing? There's more
to life."
I'm now upset so I say, "You're Not the Only One I Know" who would
"Love" to roll naked with me in jelly! Look at my body. "A Certain
Someone" I have in mind would love to be in your shoes right now!
"Erm, but don't ask me why", I say.
Finally, after much negotiation, "I Won" and David starts to remove
his pants and Harriet her overalls. Once we're all naked, I look at
Harriet and say, my God, you're just "Skin and Bones"!
She gasps and says "you make me THROW UP! Don't you know that
sticks and stones may break my bones but words will just finish me
off? I'll be in the lavatory if you need me". She's ready to leave
at this point.
"David, do something", I yell.
"I'm too proud to talk to her anyway", he says.
I stop her and sing her a pretty "Folk Song" so "She" decides to
stay. Don't ask me why 'cause I don't know why. I bring Harriet
back to me and David and our giant bowl of jelly. I whisper in
David's ear, "She's all weak David so be nice. She can't speak,
with lights so low."
"Lights? What lights?", asks David.
"Erm, nevermind."
"Alright then." And he just sat and stared.
Finally, we all dive into the red jelly slipping and sliding about,
spinning round and round. "I Feel" wonderful says David as I kiss
and hold him, his gray stubble scratching my soft skin, his hands on
my thighs. He tastes wonderful, like finding a pound in the
underground it is.
Suddenly Harriet says, look! She holds out her hands covered with
red jelly and says I've got "Blood On My Hands"! David and I laugh
so hard we start to "Cry" and joke that s'bout time for Harriet's
"Medicine". Harriet sees me and David crying and asks, have you two
gotten jelly in "Your Eyes"? It's so cute, I slide over to her and
whisper in her ear "God Made Me" to pleasure you and I start licking
the jelly off her body.
Harriet crackles with laughter and says, I could do this for "24
Hours". "More", she says, "I still want more." She is insatiable,
worse than David. You could say it's a problem.
I pleasure her for a few minutes and Harriet writhes under me
saying that it's "So Much". I squeeze. She sighs. I have jelly in
my eye. I felt like I could swallow her down, like I was walking on
the edge of a knife.
Meanwhile, feeling neglected, David angrily yells out that we need
"Another Flavour" of jelly. It's we three in the summertime, heaven
on earth is all ours but not now!
Imagine our eyes as we first saw, erm, heard that. As the jelly
trickled in my head, I was looking for an insult. Much annoyed
because of his attitude, seeing it's worth the effort, we kick David
in the groin, killing him instantly.
Oh NO!, says Harriet! June, we must go "Homeward", we must "Leave
This City"! We took David's "Life & Soul"! They'll sentence us to
be ripped apart with "Wild Horses"!! How was I s'pposed to know
he'd do that! Oh God June, picture myself as a thin white prisoner!
I calm Harriet down and suggest that we part ways immediately and I
curse David for ending the "Joy" we were feeling earlier. After we
rinse ourselves off, Harriet and me kiss each other one final time
and she proclaimed, that was "My Finest Hour". She cuts a lock of
my hair out and she says this is for "When I'm Thinking About You".
It's my little souvenir, of a terrible...
I interrupt to say, "Here's Where the Story Ends. Fun times we
have known. Don't tell me where we're going, now I know. You've
stolen my heart & I want you to remember." I then looked up at a
butterfly in the wind and I knew what I wanted to say but I couldn't
take one breath. Summer sky & throat bone dry, it makes me cry.
Harriet then looks up at me with teary eyes and says, when the
weather's fine when it's sunny outside, I'll always think about the
time... "I Kicked a Boy" and he died. You're my English speaking
girlfriend with big brown eyes.
We kiss one final time and whisper to each other, "Goodbye" and
just like that, she's "Gone". Oh well, "Life Goes On".
- Billy June (hee hee)
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