The Pop Will Eat Itself Cure For Sanity - PWEI

Picture the scene - driving down an open road in a MkIII escort, the Poppies blasting out of the car stereo, mountain bike in boot and heading for the hills for a day of pain, excitement and danger. Usually in equal measure.

This album was never far from my stereo around 1990 - with The Poppies and The Wonder Stuff I had discovered my grebo side.

'Cure For Sanity' is never going to make it into any classic album chart, but that is the compiler's loss. It is a heady mix of samples, crashing guitars, dance beats and surreal lyrics - and guaranteed to set you up for a day of mountain biking!

NR and I got to see them several times in the 'Boro around the time of this album. One particular gig was at The Empire and The Poppies were on top form. Launching into hit after hit, the place was absolutely jumping from start to finish. So much so that sweat was pouring from the roof - almost like there was a hole in to roof and the cold northern rain was coming in. Now that is something you don't get at the Royal Albert Hall. Top times indeed.