Sunday, October 27, 2019

Certain Songs #1667: The Psychedelic Furs – “So Run Down” | Medialoper

Album: Talk Talk Talk
Year: 1981

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It’s always been hard for me to pick my favorite song from Talk Talk Talk. Sometimes it’s the crazy horn-driven “Dumb Waiters,” other times the gorgeous sincerity of “She Is Mine,” or maybe the glorious fucksong roar of “Into You Like A Train.”

But really, it’s the drum-driven fuckery of “So Run Down,” a song that is at once completely intricate that every part fits perfectly and at the same time that it sounds like it’s continually falling apart. It’s like a self-contained nuclear explosion caught in an unbreakable beaker.

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If you’ve been reading this, then you know the amount of wonder and appreciation that I have for Vince Ely’s drum parts, and the beat that he created for “So Run Down” is his greatest of all. I can only imagine everybody else’s faces when he pulled it out for the first time in rehearsal. Everybody shaking their heads in disbelief, like you want us to write a song around that? While Steve Lillywhite is already trying to figure out on which beats he’s gonna add the reverb.

I mean it’s a fucking puzzlebox combination of hi-hat, snare and toms that continually whirls around itself, rising and falling and rising and falling with the best thing being how Ely’s able to slightly switch it up here and there, even pulling up for murderous snare rolls. But they figured it out, so after a couple of measures so we all check out the drumbeat in awe, the little furry people explode into action: is John Ashton & Roger Morris whipsaw their guitars around the drums, Duncan Kilburn slams his sax and Richard Butler unleashes a torrent of words. Because of course he does.

Run down
Who cares
I’m so happy
I get some clerk
Talk talk talk talk
Get up get down
This is toy town
All day daywear
Go home she’s there

And yet somehow, “So Run Down” manages to wrest a standard verse-chorus-verse structure out of what should be unfilmable chaos, and without even a blink, they tornado into one of the catchier choruses on Talk Talk Talk.

I don’t think that i can stand
I’m so runnnnnn downnnnnn
She is oh so out of hand
She’s coming down now

And then, after the second verse — with Ashton, Morris and Kilburn all laying out — there’s a bass solo from Tim Butler. A long one. And hell, it might not even be an actual solo, but just rather what he’s playing on the rest of the song, which would have other been lost in the morass. In any event, everybody else comes back in, just in time for Butler to sing the bridge, set up by anthemic guitars and that Tazmanian Devil of a beat.

She says she loves me
I just don’t believe it
All day
All day
She says

After that, one last verse and chorus — Butler tossing in a scabrous “ha ha” at some point — while the instrumentalists continual their evil psychotic dance around Ely’s beat until he finally slams the song to an end.

Gang, I was a tender youth of 18 when I first heard this song; I’d never heard anything even remotely like it. It was like a transmission from an alien world or something. But here’s the thing: it’s almost 40 years later, and I’ve still never heard anything remotely like it.

“So Run Down”

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