The recording, release, and touring phases of the band’s desperately bleak fourth studio album, Pornography, had highlighted all sorts of problems, not the least of which were issues around Robert Smith’s depression, infighting over the band’s artistic direction, and debilitating levels of hard drug use. An alignment of events which took The Cure to the precipice, staring into a self-destructive abyss. It’s all there, laid bare, on Pornography. Which may or may not be the reason many Cure fans cite the album as the band’s pivotal work.
Bassist Simon Gallup (temporarily) left the band after Pornography, and across late 1982 and all of 1983, The Cure embarked on a slightly more upbeat pop-embracing path, with Robert Smith honing his song-writing skills and repositioning himself as a master of the quirky love song. With that shift in focus came a series of standalone single releases and an EP - The Walk - and it’s those tracks which formed the core of what would prove to be the first (of 11, to date) Cure compilation albums, Japanese Whispers.
But Japanese
Whispers was no ordinary compilation. It wasn’t a standard “best of” or “greatest
hits” to-date set, and it concerned itself only with tracks which hadn’t
featured on any of that first quartet of albums. Indeed, Japanese Whispers was simply
a collection of the band’s post-Pornography singles through the late 1982 to
late 1983 period. So, three singles - ‘Let’s Go To Bed’, ‘The Walk’, and ‘The
Love Cats’ - and the associated B-sides, making it eight tracks all up. Yet oddly
enough, it tends to play out like a regular album, and to my ears it’s a far
more coherent piece of work than the transitional mixed bag studio album which
followed in 1984, The Top.
I suspect Japanese
Whispers served as a softcore introduction for many US-based listeners, or any new
pop-loving Cure fans emerging in the wake of increased radio play. Which itself
was a direct result of the band’s commitment to a rather more inclusive “pop” aesthetic.
The fact that ‘The Love Cats’ had given The Cure its first Top 10 hit (in the
UK, at least) perhaps tells its own story.
I’m really not 100
percent certain how this came to be in my vinyl collection. I have an idea, but
I certainly can’t recall ever purchasing it, despite owning all of the previous
Cure work on either vinyl or cassette. None of which survived the great enforced
collection cull of 1992/1993. I mean, I’m a fan of the band, and I’ve subsequently
replaced the stuff I sold with CDs or digital files, yet still, here sits
Japanese Whispers, in all of its black wax glory, my only actual Cure “record”,
a shiny happy testament to a band in recovery mode, and I can’t recall quite
how it got there.
(The Vinyl Files
is a short series of posts covering the best items in your blogger’s not very
extensive vinyl collection)
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