Belated Tidings for Treacy

Many thanks to one Anais Pinhead, whose recent comment on my post of 11/22 revealed some rather earth-shattering news:

you do know that Television Personalities are alive and well, recorded some new material and played Friday 12/10 in London, yes?

Okay, so the definition of "earth-shattering" may shift from one person to the next, but anyone who’s a fan of the TVPs and didn’t know this crucial bit of information, i.e. yours truly, is bound to be shocked. I’m honestly more surprised that I didn’t know about it months ago than that it actually happened. "It" being the resurfacing of one Dan Treacy after a prolonged, heretofore unexplained disappearance that was cause for much speculation by fans and press.

(Meanwhile Richey Edwards, aka Richey James, former Manic Street Preacher lyricist and guitarist, remains missing. Many people think he simply engineered an elaborate suicide, others think it was staged. Some have spotted him in the Canary Islands. Maybe he’ll turn up someday. In the meantime, if you’ve never read the lyrics to The Holy Bible, the Manic Street Preachers’ 1994 epic tale of self-loathing that is widely considered a "brilliant, bleak masterpiece," then you’re in for a brilliant, bleak treat. Click here.)

Anyway, like many Gen-X’ers, my first exposure to the Personalities occurred via Kurt Cobain’s liner notes to Incesticide—yet it was nearly eight more years before I would actually hear the band. I don’t remember where or when exactly I picked up a copy of their glorious debut, And Don’t the Kids Just Love It, but I certainly recall promptly falling in love.

So tonight, lift your pint to Dan Treacy. I hope it’s as good for you to be back as it is for us to have ya.

N/P Ulver Perdition City