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“Mr. Pharmacist,” The Fall
Bend Sinister, 1986.
Am week behind on Quote of Week. This one comes from Sasha Frere-Jones’ assessment of 30 years’ worth of impenetrable but perversely catchy songs from Mark E. Smith & The Fall in the November 14, 2011, issue of the New Yorker:
“The Fall plays brief and unpretty repetitive clumps of notes above mercilessly fixed drum figures. Smith hocks his lyrics over the music, generally without the crutch of melody. Given the band’s consistent lack of chart presence, you might wonder why so many people care about it, and have for so long. Few have rejected lucre and false cheer longer than Mark E. Smith. Along with Kraftwerk and James Brown, the Fall seems like one of those ‘other Beatles’—without it, an entire gene pool of ideas would not exist.”