Talulah Gosh

Updated: May 10

Watching the last in the Stewart Lee series last night I was suddenly transported back into what seems like a different life and a different world when he made passing reference to 80s guitar popsters Talulah Gosh. I hadn’t thought about them for years, not since I was first played the single My Best Friend by an old girlfriend in the mid-80s while I was at college in central London. I’d forgotten how much I liked that song, and I’ve had a bit of a day sifting the web and listening to the fragments that have survived into the digital age, including the excellent Steaming Train and the track Talulah Gosh, which you can see in full 80s jangly pop runny colour glory here.

My ex ran across the band during her days working in Our Price records in Oxford and Aylesbury and, iirc, knew Rob Pursey and Peter Momtchiloff, which led to her singing in an early incarnation of the band. We’ve long since lost touch and I notice her name isn’t mentioned in any of the stuff about the band that’s available on the web, so I’m not going to intrude on any private lives here. But Stewart Lee’s namecheck really brought some memories flooding back of some great days and of a world that seems very different when I look back on it.


That was also brought back by Lee’s routine on “things that are real” and I loved the explanation “for the young people, records are like massive flat MPs that weren’t very good, got scratched and warped… and were better than your lives”. Splendid stuff, which probably qualifies me as the target of a coruscating sketch about the kind of tosser who thinks Stewart Lee’s routines are “splendid stuff” in a future series. He’s still one of the most original and funny comics around.


To finish this rather rambling and whimsical post, here’s Talulah Gosh with my favourite track of theirs. That’s still one of the best opening lines ever. Not never. And this interview with Amelia Fletcher from the pennyblackmusic site is well worth a read.


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