Amazing album, & one that stands the test of time – much in the way that Massive Attack’s Brizzle Blue Lines does.
I remember the music press running all kinds of stories about how Portishead [the place], which gave rise to Portishead [the band], was something like Twin Peaks – strange, uncanny, clocks running backwards, etc. As a native sou’wester, I’d usually treat such talk as typically-patronising metropolitan hype… but I spent some of 1994 doing A-Level Geology fieldwork along the (decidedly-eerie on a foggy day) Bristol Channel coastline (especially Sand Bay, for those familiar with it)… and Dummy somehow combined in my imagination with the lonely stretches of raised beaches and solifluction terraces.
Roads still demolishes me. And live, they – and most especially Beth – are still as spellbinding as ever. I once read a review which described Portishead as being like sharing a late-night taxi ride with a hip-hop Janis Joplin – and that, IMO, sums ’em up perfectly.
Another noteworthy anniversary taking place this weekend is 25 years of the DiY free party collective
Top crew. 😀