The highlight is the plaintive, 'Tell Me, Boy', an emotionally complex look at the pitfalls of cocooning, and a song which has never failed to get a strong response with the radio audience, generally along the lines of, 'Yikes! That's my life they're singing about!' The level of songwriting skill and maturity of thought involved with this album were almost unheard of. At a time when the music industry was obsessed with finding the next Nirvana or Green Day, and literally hundreds of untested, uninterestingly hyperactive, snotty rock bands were being thrown on the wall to see if anything would stick, Scrawl were still plugging away in indie-land, and had become intensely introspective. Scrawl 'Velvet Hammer' (Simple Machines, 1993) Scrawl 'Bloodsucker' (Feel Good All Over, 1991) Includes the aforementioned 'Sad,' as well as 'I Can't Relax' and the doleful 'He's Walking Away.' Recommended! The album that won all our hearts - a charming, funny, straightforward rock album which helped redeem 'scruffy' in the late-'80s postpunk world. Scrawl 'Plus, Also, Too' (No Other Records, 1987) Whether or not the songs are entirely autobiographical, they have a lot of emotional wallop. since the late '80s, though, Scrawl have refined dysfunctional love songs into a way of life (or maybe vice versa).

Back at the start of their career, we all thought the bad-boyfriend song 'He's Walking Away' was kinda cute. In an era of oblique, artsy-fartsy navel-gazing and chill-room spaciness, Marcy Mays and Sue Harshe pursued a confessional muse which was less posturing than primal wail. Sure, they rock, but the key to Scrawl's lasting power is in their lyrics.

From the get-go, this (originally) all-female combo practically had a big old sign hung around their necks which read: 'NO COMMERCIAL POTENTIAL.' Yet they toughed it out as fixtures in alterna-land, and in the process became one of the best bands on the face of the planet. One of the raspiest rock bands to emerge from the pre-Nirvana late-'80s indie scene, Columbus Ohio's Scrawl made their mark with an unassuming album which included the memorable lament, 'Sad.' (In the wake of Reagan-era censorship rulings, many a DJ got a naughty jolt out of playing the unedited chorus: 'I'm sad, sad/I'm so fucking sad.'). Scrawl Discography - Slipcue.Com Indiepop Pages

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