Go!

Tones on Tail existed in a strange pocket between goth's shadows and something far warmer and more fluid, and "Go!" is the moment that tension resolves into pure sensation. The guitar here is not the icy, chiming instrument of post-punk orthodoxy — it bends and slides, picking up a dusty, desert heat that suggests the American Southwest even though the band came out of Northampton. Daniel Ash's voice is languorous and unhurried, almost conspiratorial, like someone leaning close in the dark to tell you something you already half-know. The production has a shimmer to it, reverb pooling around the edges, giving everything a slightly hallucinatory quality — not trippy in a psychedelic rock sense but softly unmoored, as if the song exists slightly out of phase with normal time. The rhythm moves with a loose, sensuous confidence, not driving but swaying. Where Bauhaus and Love and Rockets had tension baked into them, this feels genuinely relaxed in its strangeness, comfortable with the weird. It is the kind of song you find yourself listening to on a long drive as the landscape empties out and the golden hour light makes everything look cinematic. Decades later, it still sounds like nothing else.