England, my country the home of the free, such miserable weather. So sang Harriet Wheeler, lead singer of the Sundays, in 1989 on their debut record Can't Be Sure. I used to have this on 12" and when I played it she made the rather wistful melancholia of the lyrics sound most attractive with her dreamy delivery. I wanted to don a Barbour jacket and go for walks along empty country lanes in the pouring rain, in black-and-white, and so on.
There's a bit of a debt to The Smiths on the track, but The Sundays had a sound of their own and the records have aged rather well. Let's face it, 22 years on and the weather's still miserable.