Bananarama's first album is by far their best. Before
they fell in with the lucrative but often boring Stock, Aitken & Waterman
assembly line starting with 1986's True Confessions, Siobhan Fahey, Sarah
Dallin, and Keren Woodward were unashamedly poppy, but they had enough artistic
credibility to create a debut album that, barring a couple of small missteps,
actually works as an album instead of a collection of singles with some filler.
(They were even hip enough for their first single to be produced by ex-Sex
Pistol Paul Cook.) Of course, the singles are terrific. There are four British
chart hits in these 11 songs, and every one of them still sounds terrific,
where later hits like "I Can't Help It" are terribly dated. The
slinky "Shy Boy" and a rattling cover of the Marvelettes' "He
Was Really Sayin' Somethin'" (co-starring the trio's early mentors Fun Boy
Three) are classic girl group songs updated for the '80s, every bit as credible
as any mid-level Spector or Motown singles. That Cook-produced debut single,
"Aie a Mwana" (oddly left off the album's first U.S. edition), now
sounds mostly like a curio of the brief tropical craze that hit the U.K. in
1981/1982, but "Cheers Then" is a heartbreaker, an absolutely lovely
lost-love song that's possibly the best thing Bananarama ever did and certainly
one of the top singles to come out of Great Britain in 1982. Surprisingly, though,
Deep Sea Skiving has some album tracks that are the equal of the singles. A
funky version of Paul Weller's "Doctor Love" (originally written for
Weller's then-girlfriend Tracie Young, whose version came out in 1984) is a
killer, as is the countrified "Young at Heart," written by the trio
and Fahey's then-boyfriend, Robert Hodgens of the Bluebells (who did their own
version on 1984's Sisters). Three more Dallin/Fahey/Woodward compositions
present a well-rounded portrait of young girls on their own in the big city,
with the bouncy, glammy "Hey Young London" like a night out on the
town and the resentful "What a Shambles," a morning-after snit about
an out-of-touch star from the point of view of three struggling working-class
girls. It's the closing "Wish You Were Here," though, that caps the
album's widely varied moods with a romantic wistfulness that's like the
emotional flip side of "Cheers Then." Deep Sea Skiving is not
perfect. "Boy Trouble" is awfully slight, and a cover of Steam's
"Na Na Hey Hey Kiss Him Goodbye" is okay, but basically pointless.
Still, it's Bananarama's finest album by far, and an underappreciated pop gem
of its era.