Song of the day: Sugarbomb – "Gone"

December 11, 2011

A couple of days ago, fellow blogger Curty Ray (Hi, Big CR!) expressed his mild displeasure at a post featuring Australian singer Robyne Dunn. Curty Ray wasn’t particularly enamoured of Robyne’s voice*.

Curty Ray politely asked: “Please, I need to hear some Sugarbomb to help me get past this one.”

I’m here to tell you, My Good Man Curty, that it takes very little persuasion to get me to play you a song from my favourite band of the 21st century.

So, to flush out Curty Ray’s painful memories of Robyne Dunn here is Sugarbomb (or as I like to call them, “SUGARBOMB!!!”):

Sugarbomb – “Gone” (2001)


(*It’s the kind of little-girl voice that can cause some people to moan about singers sounding like little girls instead of women. Although Robyne’s voice is little-girl-ish, at least it sounds much more grown-up than Joanna Newsom‘s. With Robyne Dunn, though, I guess it’s a case where I’d call her voice “ethereal” and you’d call it “annoying”.)

Song of the day: Sugarbomb – "Tastes Like Sugar"

June 6, 2011

Yesterday’s post, featuring techno-didgeridoo artist Ganga Giri and his dance-club-friendly beats, forced me to ask myself an awkward question:

“OK, Peter. You were banging on about how you’re not a fan of dance club beats. Is there anything with a dance-y kind of beat that you do like?”

To which I answered in my best Perry Mason voice:

“Why yes, Peter. Yes there is.”

And this is it. It’s the title track from Sugarbomb’s independently released 1999 debut album:

(Dance-club-related advice: turn this up, up, up!)

Sugarbomb – “Tastes Like Sugar” (1999)


I have a feeling that the band, when not licking ice-creams, had their tongues in their cheeks when they recorded that.

Update: I’ve been advised by the 20-year-old in the household (Hi, Celeste!) that the above song isn’t dance-clubby at all. (As in: “There’s no way that’d be heard in a dance club nowadays. What century were you born in?”)

Update II: I just remembered that there’s another dance-y song I like. It’s “10,000 Nights” by Danish band Alphabeat, and it was Song of the day a couple of years ago.

Song of the day: Sugarbomb – "Clover"

April 13, 2011

Now, before you wander away resentfully from this blog, muttering under your breath “I thought this was a power pop blog – two days ago he put on a useless 60’s song that nobody’s ever heard of, and then yesterday he put on a squeaky-clean girl trio singing a ballad“, here’s an honest-to-goodness power pop song to hopefully keep you tuned in:

Sugarbomb – “Clover” (2001)


Song of the day: Sugarbomb – "Motor Mouth"

January 19, 2011

Here’s my favourite band of the 21st century with a song that moves effortlessly through a few different styles before you realise that you’ve just listened to about three songs in one:

Sugarbomb – “Motor Mouth” (2001)


Song of the day: Sugarbomb – "Waiting"

December 19, 2010

Here’s my favourite band of the 21st century with their supercharged ode to, er, carnality:

Sugarbomb – “Waiting” (2001)


I can’t tell you how much I love Sugarbomb – so I won’t*.

(*”Hooray!,” I hear you shout. “A short post!”)

Song of the day: Sugarbomb – "After All"

September 3, 2010

I know I played you some Sugarbomb yesterday, but I just have to play you some more.

Somebody once called this “the best Queen song Jellyfish never wrote,” and to me that’s a perfect description of this track:

Sugarbomb – “After All” (2001)


“After All” closes Sugarbomb’s major-label debut (and last) album, Bully (2001). What a song to end an album.

As a bonus, here’s an earlier version of “After All” that appeared on Sugarbomb’s first (independently-released) album, Tastes Like Sugar (1999):

Sugarbomb – “After All” (1999)


I. Love. Sugarbomb.

Song of the day: Sugarbomb – "Bully"

September 2, 2010

After yesterday’s ickiness involving the desecration of one of my all-time favouritest hit songs, it’s time to flush that painful memory from my mind. And the best way for me to do that is to introduce you to my favourite band of the 21st century: Sugarbomb.

I first read about Sugarbomb somewhere long ago in the mists of time. They sounded interesting, so I got a hold of their one (and only) major-label album, Bully (2001), and had a listen.

This is the first track on Bully:

Sugarbomb – “What A Drag” (2001)


I don’t know what it is about that song, but I instantly took to it in a big way – and by the time the song had finished, I was a fan of Sugarbomb.

Then track 2 came on:

Sugarbomb – “Bully” (2001)


And with that track I became a completely hopeless fan – the kind you don’t want to meet at a party (e.g., “What? You’ve never heard of [insert name of worshipped band here]? Oh, man. You’ve gotta hear them. Have I told you about their career? I haven’t? Have you got a spare nine hours?”).

As with all hopeless fans, I endeavoured to find out as much as I could about them, buy everything they ever released (which, unfortunately, isn’t much), and pester whatever MySpace/Facebook/anywhere-on-the-Internet pages they had (which, also unfortunately, is close to nothing).

I won’t bore you with my rabid fanboy ramblings about Sugarbomb (you probably have better things to do), but instead I’ll point you in the direction of a couple of mightily informative blog posts in case you’re interested in knowing more about the band I mention in hushed tones:

That second one is an eye-opening interview in which the band members talked about their treatment in the music industry as they tried to cope with their record company badgering them into writing ‘simpler’ songs because what they’d already written was apparently too smart, and the record company told them that they needed to dumb it down so they’d have a better chance of getting onto the charts (!).

This is one of the ‘simpler’ songs that Sugarbomb recorded to appease their record company:

Sugarbomb – “Clover” (2001)


Even when they were trying to make stupider songs they couldn’t help crafting something well worth listening to.

I really can’t tell you how much I love Sugarbomb, but I’m sure that you have a band you adore unconditionally, one that can do no wrong, so I reckon you’d be in a position to say: “Ah, that’s how much Peter loves Sugarbomb. I understand.”