30 Something is the second album by Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine, released in 1991 on Rough Trade Records. It was recorded in 20 days on 8-track, costing only £4,000. The album was given a 10/10 review in NME, which described 30 Something as a "brilliant, bold record". It was prefaced with a single "Anytime Anyplace Anywhere", which was a major indie hit and also included on the album.
The success of the album coincided with the renewed success of the "Sheriff Fatman" single, which generated more sales. It reached number eight in the UK charts on its original release, and number 21 when re-issued in early 1992. The album was certified Gold (100,000 units sold) by the British Phonographic Industry (BPI).
The other single from the album, "Bloodsport For All", an attack on racism and bullying in the army, was released at the start of the Gulf War and was denied airplay by the BBC.
I was unenthused when I had to go to YouTube to listen to this, and skeptical about a band called Carter The Unstoppable Sex Machine. Fired this up on a couple of long car rides across the city and fortunately the music overcame any of these preconceptions and I fell in love with the punky-electro sound of it all. Great stuff!
30 Something is an energetic pop, punk and rock album by Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine. It's an album with some good and some mediocre songs (Shopper's Paradise), but the enormous drive and fun makes up for the weaker parts. Maybe not the best album of that year, but lots of fun. Smart (but very British) lyrics.
Another sample of this British bloke rock, which hits like tuning into some kind of alternate reality radio with its language and references that don't quite mesh with my American brain. I didn't mind it, though musically it wasn't really what I'm looking for.
Grebo sounds like the name of some Star Wars background character that has a weirdly in-depth backstory. What the hell is this genre.
Oh, it's just punk Pet Shop Boys. Quite Bri'ish indeed. Not a big fan, but bonus points for the band name.
British people will beg to show you one of their top-charting, gold-rated albums and then it sounds exactly like every other tired, uninteresting Britpop LP before it. User list is going to be as exhaustingly British as the main 1001 at this rate.