In the first few months of punk (year zero) there would be lots of parties to go to where all the new wave luminaries would turn up. Even in those days I was always trying to control the music and I would bring along a mix tape in my pocket. There wasn't much punk music about so inevitably I would be carrying round a pack of sixties songs. After a while I would get a few moans from the partygoers when I got my tape on. They were burning the sixties where I though I was actually recreating it. It was time to move on.
One of the sixties greatest songs by one of the sixties greatest bands. It was a constant presence on my mixtapes. The Small Faces just explode on this song. This is what a band sounds like. A highlight in a career of highlights. And they were the pinnacle of Mod cool so as I moved from punk to Mod they were the band I looked to. Naming the band Little Murders because in a drunken state it resembled their name. Just brilliant.
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