Here’s my make-up for sending my great and patient bro-in-law Justin an ill-prepared introduction to one of my all-time faves the Fall. Unfortunately, I used cheap, skippy CD-Rs because I’m a CHEAP BASTARD!

Perverted by Language (1983)
This album was the start for me. I bought it at a local chain record store called Moby Disc, which stocked a lot of imports. I used to go there during my lunch breaks while I was working at a hippie vegetarian restaurant in the area. My junior high friend Matt and his little brother Jeff mentioned the Fall a lot, so I figured I’d try them out. I was hooked by the first track, the stomping “Eat Y’self Fitter”, which to my largely hardcore punk-oriented ears sounded both awkward and ferocious. And the lyrics! Random chants that alternated between pub anecdotes and techno-fear and international paranoia:
On the screen
Saw the Holy Ghost, I swear
On the screen
…
Where’s the cursor?
Where’s the eraser?
G-O-H-O-H-O-9-O
G-O-H-O-H-O-9-O
…
Panic in Sudan
Panic in Wardour
Panic in Granadaland
Panic all over
Of course, Marc E. Smith’s reciting his absurdist lyrics in his thick Manchester accent made it all that much disorienting. But combined with the double-guitar chug and pounding rhythms, it was impossible for my 17-yr-old ears to resist. I was hooked.
Get it!
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The Wonderful & Frightening World of the Fall (1984)
Great title, another wonderful bit of cover art by Claus Kastenjold, and another 16 spot-on tracks, which along with the material on This Nation’s Saving Grace, saw the Fall truly become accesible beyond the nascent post-punk indie scene without compromising. Includes the swashbuckling “Draygo’s Guilt”, the brightly melodic nu-wave “CREEP,” the rousing “No Bulbs,” and “Copped It,” which features ex Virgin Prune (and Bono child-buddy) Gavin Friday on sinister, whining backing vocals. Again, as with most of these songs, the lyrics:
Can’t get far in land of immovable frogs
Can’t get far in home of horrible hoax
And you don’t last long on a diet of tea and toast
Get it!
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This Nation’s Saving Grace (1985)
Their finest album, and one of the finest hours of the post-punk era…it reached #58 on the UK album charts. Every tune betrays a supreme working confidence, from the layered Can tribute “I Am Damo Suzuki” to the cut-up cannabis dream “Paint Work” and the loping, relentless, quotidian chant of “What You Need” (“Get up!/Make a buck!”). Also features one of the few vocal solos by Smith’s then-wife Brix, who would shortly leave the band and divorce the grumpy bastard. Clear, clear vision, and a great soundtrack for cleaning the house.
Get it!
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50,000 Fall Fans Can’t Be Wrong: The Best of the Fall and 458489: A-Sides
A couple of very good compilations out of the 40 or so that are out there.
Get 50K and 458489: A-Sides