Self-released – none
$i$$y product, out of the blue. Their debut. The album's hit, "Sail and Rail", captures the essence of "Sail Away" and utilizes it for the higher ideal of sailing towards - maybe a beach and all that beach brings: sand, splashing at shallow depths, the unlikelihood of drowning/sinking, time away from dry land, a beachfront railway system that will take them to a sailing boat in another country. You know, in case they change their minds and need to Sail Away after all. Although when it starts to come across like it’s a tongue-in-cheek pop anthem about taking Enya on vacation, singing of their accidental pregnancies as if they’re only temporary inconveniences, you can stuff your script about beach party hot dog hoedown goonery in a bottle and toss it in the ocean. I’m pretty sure she says “two unwanted pregnancies” throughout the song. Sail & Rail they go, with dreams of bikinis that just may come true once a couple of babies end up in dumpsters.
Look, great art like this is open to interpretation, and if I want to picture Enya purposely throwing herself down a flight of stairs in a panic so she can fit into a bikini, leave me at it.
Includes a re-recorded version of "So What", that they've added some nice touches to, like yelping and howling and making sure the mic was picking up their vocals. There's also "No Mickey On the Mouse", where cartoon characters are called out for their lack of genitalia. The line "there's no balls on Bart" is yelled out with purpose and conviction, as if it amounts to a well thought out critique on gender issues. Pitch-perfect sense of humor. Irish pride. I can say "Irish pride" as an Irish American, no? Irish people don't scoff at that, right?
Mastered at North London Bomb Factory
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