by Peter Moore

Number Twenty Two – REM: Crush With Eyeliner

If you ever care to visit the middle of England (not the north, or the south, but the middle), and locate a tiny village community named Kingstone, you’ll find a little village school surrounded by tall green railings and flanked on one side by a road that twists its way up a slight hill, exiting this village towards the east.

About two miles along this road, surrounded in all directions by a neatly clipped countryside of high hedges and rolling hills, you’ll find a public house called The Blythe. And in the backroom of the establishment, along with a pool table and a cigarette machine (which I now suspect has disappeared), you’ll be able to find one of the best jukeboxes in the entire world.

Well this is how I remember it circa 1999. And when we used to go along, play pool and drink far too much Coca Cola, we always used to throw this song on from REM. Crush With Eyeliner.