I have ben listening to Billy Bragg since I was about fifteen. I am now 39 and recently bought this again for a trip down memory lane. I wasn't disappointed. His lyrics are romantic, modern, political, comic and angry, depending on the song. My particular favourite is St Swithin's Day, a gorgeous love song, made all the more poignant for his gravelly tones:
"The polaroids that held us together,
Will surely fade away
Like the love that we spoke of forever on St Swithin's Day".
I also love " Saturday Boy". When I first heard this it was so relevant, its almost as if Billy and I were going through adolescence at the same time. Its still beautiful now, and speaks on the universal experience of unrequited love:
"In the end it took me a dictionary to find out the meaning of unrequited.
She lied to me with her body you see.
I lied to myself about the chances I'd wasted."
The thing I really love though, about this CD and about Billy Bragg in general is that if you are a terrible singer you can sing along to his gritty cockney tones and still sound good.