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…when the sun’s low, and the fire-flies come out, when the gun gets put away and its someone else’s turn to scrape the racoon grease from our plates, i like to kick back, rock a little in this chair on the porch and listen to Wings. They’re a band i never really gave any time too. After a childhood spent singing along to the Beatles in the back of a Golf, why would i need to. Curiosity always pulled me further a field into proggier waters, sometimes drowning me completely in what i’ve come to realise was endless musical farting from bands like Tangerine Dream and Ozric Tentacles., but Wings…nah, they never really crossed my mind. Naturally i dived headlong into the world of grunge. Sitting up late to watch Nirvana unplugged one night in ’94, with my mothers complaint of it getting late and the pimples on my sisters face somehow telling me that everything was about to change. And things did change. Kurt killed himself, my voice started to croak instead of squeak, and i found myself locking the bedroom door more and more. Pictures of Slash and River Phoenix sprung up on the walls, a box of cassettes became the alter in my shrine of plastic trolls, and people like Izzy Stradlin, bands like Alice in Chains and songs like Cat’s in the Cradle ruled my world. It would seem that Wings just weren’t going to get there chance. Adolescence over with, i moved on again, this time it was Talking Heads, Devo, Television, Patti Smith, Blondie et al…i was eating my post-punk for breakfast, gorging my way through the back catalogues of anything that so much as whispered between the years of 1977 and 1980 in New York. I’d replaced my Appetite for Destruction for an appetite of sharp guitars and abstract lyrics, funky rhythms and ironic suits. But…this was not to be for long either. Time moved ever swifter as i got older, and with a similar speed my music tastes moved too. From Fleetwood Mac to Kraftwerk, Talk Talk to Minute Men, Gram Parsons to Magnetic Fields, early disco to the wave of good electro that Ed banged out of Paris 4 years ago….would Wings ever get a look in, it was looking less and less likely….

….until this:

Wings – Silly Love Songs (Serge Santiágo Extended Edit) by Serge Santiago

Which lead to this….

…and then onto this:

Enjoy!
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