The Songs - There She Goes

This is another entry in my ongoing “songs that visited me and decided they wanted to stay” series. I hope you like these enough to become a paid subscriber, because I really need you to keep this series going…

There She Goes - The La’s

There she goes
There she goes again
Racing through my brain
And I just can't contain
This feeling that remains

Just like everybody else, when you first heard it, you loved it. It dug itself into your brain and it’s still there today. You never really noticed that it doesn’t have any verses, just a chorus repeated over and over again, with a bridge thrown in to keep you on your dancing toes. It was written by this monumentally weird guy from Liverpool named Lee Mavers, who ultimately drove himself mad because he couldn’t get the sound he was hearing in his head down on tape, despite trying for years with numerous producers using an assortment of vintage recording gear, which he was convinced his songs needed. Legend says he refused to use a certain mixing desk because it didn’t contain enough dust from the 1960s. Eventually his record label, who had reportedly spent over 1 million pounds as Mavers spent 3 years, 11 different band members, and 7 producers chasing the voices in his head, said enough is enough and brought in noted producer Steve Lillywhite to put together a coherent record from the miles and miles of tape. The record, and especially “There She Goes”, got rave reviews, only to have Mavers immediately and savagely disown it in the press, saying "There is not one good thing I can find to say about it. It sounds like a snake with a broken back”. This surely thrilled his record label, who at this point probably wanted to drown the guy in the River Mersey.