Mummy Calls

Anyone remember The Lost Boys? That vampire flick from 1987 that kids watched endlessly… and when they were forced to turn it off, they resorted to listening to the soundtrack, just to keep their brains brimming with all that funky vampy rock’n’roll bad-ass attitude?

Now forget Tim Capello. The best song on that soundtrack was (by a country mile) ‘Beauty Has Her Way’ by ‘Mummy Calls’. No one was really sure where it was in the movie, but (adopt hush tone) legend has it, that if you knew exactly when, and your telly had Nicam Stereo, and you held your ear very close to the left speaker, had it turned up to full volume, and concentrated very hard for about an hour whilst pressing rewind and play incessantly, you could just about pick it out, beneath the boardwalk music before you shagged the VHS completely.

That’s it, the boardwalk scene, when Star is taken away from Michael by that chap from 24… Awwhhh… Beauty, most definitely, has her way.

‘Mummy Calls’ you say? Who the Hugo Lovepole's were they? Well, let me enlighten you. Mummy Calls were a post punk band local to the Leamington Spa, Warwick kinda neck of the woods. Fronted by the illustrious David Banks, their sound was deliriously romantic patchwork of soft synthesizer, lush 80’s pads & drums and totally bad-ass sax work… Their self titled album was sadly, never released, as someone at Geffen Records was clearly mental. Hey Ho. 

This is an album that any self respecting 80s fan should not be without. ‘Mummy Calls’ lands beautifully, somewhere between overwhelming passion and profound madness, and I love it. Punch the album cover for much mp3 loveliness. Loads more info on the Facebook Group, pay it a visit. Enjoy, vampire friends, shining stars and Frog Brother wannabees. Be good... don’t bite anyone's neck or anything…

Mummy Calls