Talk Talk, It’s My Life.
There was so much quality music that I missed out on in the late 80s going into the early 90s. I had been blinded by indie and chose such a narrow musical path to explore.
Of course I was always aware of tracks like It’s My Life through the constant radio airplay, but I never really dived further into their album back catalogues. This would come in later years, hiring out CDs for the local library and recording them onto a TDK D90.
I’ve still got The Colour Of Spring and Spirit Of Eden on cassette, filed away. I’ve also obviously upgraded to CD versions. By this time I was becoming more of a musical snob.
That’s not to say that you need to be a wanky musical snob to appreciate Talk Talk. It’s My Life is a great transition album; it captures them still with a little pop sensitivity as they then embark on all the weirdness that was to follow.
I realised It’s My Life was lacking from my CD collection after a recent Word In Your Ear podcast. The guest was an author who had written a biography all about the band.
I always thought Talk Talk was a crappy name for such a quality band. It’s a shame it got hijacked by a stupid mobile provider.
