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The Chameleons - Script of the Bridge
I’d heard The Chameleons’ name bandied about in the music press for years, and usually in relation to Joy Division, so I’d always be on the lookout for their stuff. In second hand shops, or seeing if any of my new uni mates had any of their albums that I could tape off them, but all to no avail. I’d been burned too many times on music mag recommendations and wasn’t willing to splash my very limited cash on an unheard of band so that was it as far as I thought.
Luckily I got their Best Of CD to review at the Sunderland Uni newspaper Degrees North, (See what they did there) and was well impressed. Moody guitar music? A man with a deep voice and a general air of disillusionment? Perfect for a 20 year old me.
Script of the Bridge is the band’s debut album, and as good as the rest of their music is, they never surpassed this. The thoughtful, considered lyrics, paired with the cold, almost desolate feel to the music was something they could never quite replicate.
There really is something bleak in this early 80 Manchester sound and having songs called things like A Person Isn’t Safe Anywhere These Days isn’t really invoking halcyon days. There’s a lot of menace on this album, it’s soaked through with the sounds of those dilapidated streets and abandoned factories. You can feel the threat of violence everywhere.
This album is also interesting as it’s happening as the post punk sound is mutating into something new. The album opener, Don’t Fall is an 80’s rock song, all reverb soaked snare and driving earnestness. There’s definitely some Killing Joke, U2 and Bunnymen similarities but this is 1983, this is a sound that’s still developing.
Thankfully the album isn’t all like that or it wouldn’t be on this list. Here Today has the kind of threatening riff that endeared them to the Goths while no one else was listening. I mean, The Chams are not goth and probably would have thrown punches at the suggestion, but you can see how it crosses over. Sometimes the lyrics do have odd wince inducing profundity:
“Is my creator god or man? Yes, yours too”
But fuck it, I’d rather that than someone singing yet another love song.
I’ve no idea how the band have gone un-championed in the 20 years of post punk necrophilia we’ve lived through. Their fans include Alcest, Interpol and… Oasis, with Noel citing them as a huge influence. Which I honestly can’t hear, but I’m not going back to check that out either.
If you enjoyed The Sound, then I think you’ll love this album.