G is for….”Garden” by The Fall, from the 1983 classic Perverted By Language. Their records at that point were a mixture of lively sarcasm and a thick, inscrutable brutalism. Knotty riffs, garage monobeats and fat, menacing keyboard work underpinned Mark E. Smith’s gnostic rants on tracks like this. “The first God hung in the garden” he mutters, opening an eerie, imagist narrative whose symbolic meaning is unclear, but whose creep-out power works more like a Francis Bacon painting than a rock song.

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