from the LP Here Come the Warm Jets, Island Records, 1973Deliriously brash and fantastically unkempt, this song and the vast majority of Brian Eno’s first couple of solo albums don’t bear any resemblance to the shapeless ambient soundscapes for which he later became famous. In fact, having just left art-rockers Roxy Music, this time period finds Eno showing a vastly more playful side than he would come to be associated with; arguably, it sounds like the most obvious fun he ever had in the studio. He brought some of the rock industries strangest & most talented along for the ride: Simon King on drums (later of Hawkwind fame), Robert Fripp from King Crimson, and guitarist Phil Manzanera whom Eno knew from Roxy Music. Propelled along by a riff that sounds quite a bit like the Velvet Underground’s seminal “I’m Waiting for My Man”, this song drives hard enough to almost sound like proto-punk rock; the lyrics are fittingly sly and wonderful, “…those who know, they don't let it show…the weather's fine and I feel so so-so...why ask why, for by the by and by, all mysteries are just more needles in the camel's eye…”
