There’s some things I just can’t show
The most popular fan-favourite on The Great Western, the song that everyone feels could have been massive and with which many express desire that it should have been a Manics track so it could still be performed live.
You know, it deserves all the accolades.
It’s the only genuine ballad of The Great Western and it’s a humongous one. It checks all the traditional trademarks of a big rock ballad, from a gentle intro to a gradual build-up, from a roaring solo to a chorus that feels like it could tear the earth with its grand size. And just like a proper rock ballad, it sends down those pleasant shivers down your spine. It’s a classic Bradfield power display – it wouldn’t be as powerful if it wasn’t for his strong singing throwing an emotional lifeline to the listener.
It also serves as the emotional turning point of The Great Western. Before it the album was a good pop/rock album, but starting from Still a Long Way to Go the album begins to turn the music a bit serious, cranks up the resonance, slows the tempo, seems to take on a bit more personal subjects, and so forth. It’s the album’s emotional heart.
One of the very, very best songs on James’ solo adventures.