Whenever anyone mentions Something Pretty Beautiful it always seems to be in one of two contexts. The first is that Julian Cope's brother is in SPB; and he must be very disappointed that they never became as famous as the Teardrop Explodes, so much so that he can't be bothered to comment on Krautrock or Stonehenge. The second is in the context of demonstrating that not everything Creation Records touched turned to gold. "Yeah, I'll give you Teenage Fanclub, the Jesus and Mary Chain and My Bloody Valentine, but what about Something Pretty Beautiful?"

We don't care. At Little Hits you can be in our Hall Of Fame if you have that one song that makes us laugh or cry or try to sing like Frankie Lymon. Or in this case Scott Walker. It's a big grandiose pop number, brimming with the possibilities of spring and the notion that things will get better, however eventually.