Baby love, you’re not the only thing I’m dreaming of
What in the name of earth is this?
Twee horns, happy-go-lucky acoustic strums, handclaps, “ba ba ba ba ba ba” vocals, lyrics about love and lust… I swear to god, the sheer feeling of “what the HELL is this?” does not go away no matter how much you listen to this. Especially when you compare it to all the other early demos, full of ramshackle punk with noisy guitars and loud drums.
This is probably the moment they wish someone had never unearthed.
Intriguingly enough, the ridiculously simplistic lyrics are probably the best of the early demos. Not really because of the content itself: few simple lines repeated and it’s a bit naïve. Very, very twee. But I’ve always loved changing the entire perception of song’s lyrics with a simple word switch, ie R.E.M.’s The One I Love. The change of “you’re not the only thing I’m dreaming of” to “you’re not the only thing I’m drinking for” later on in the song wonderfully manages to turn the narrator from a lady-charming casanova to a sadsack sex addict who spends his days drinking away the ultimate feeling of emptiness he gets from simply enjoying “the skin you live within”.
Of course, this is also a song with cutesywutesy little horns and “ba ba ba ba ba” verses coming from a (at the time) punk band so I might just be overanalysing the drunken fun of a bunch of crazy teens.