
Hey brits. Just in the last couple days, I can't stop listening to this song by The Squeeze from 1979:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQciegmLPAo&ab_channel=SqueezeVEVO
Two questions regarding the lyrics.
First, he says he takes his pregnant girlfriend to an "incubator". I understand the implication is a clinic or a hospital, but were there / are there just places you go to have a baby in the UK? At least back in the 70s?
Also, just the title bit "Up The Junction". I've never heard this before and I think it's hilarious… it just means "I'm fucked" right? Absolute genius lyrics:
And so it's my assumption
I'm really up the junction
Vague reference to trains maybe? I do think this may be the most perfect pop song ever written. I haven't listened to The Squeeze before this last weekend, and I feel like I've uncovered a gold mine of British pop perfection.
God damn it you guys are so much better at this than us (sincerely from Dallas, Texas).
I tried to post this to askabrit but got denied multiple times, for fucks sake.
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I seem to remember that up the junction was a euphemism for being pregnant, so fucked. In a bind with no way out.
it’s a super fucking sad song
It’s also a pun on Clapham junction
Yes, Up the Junction means he’s fucked, but it is also a reference to a film about a cross-class relationship. The song shares a vibe but not the plot.
An incubator is a humidicrib – a box in a neonatal ward to help care for premature babies. Here it is used to refer to the maternity ward due to fitting with the “almost rhyming” format of the song’ lyric. That is, “happen” doesn’t *quite* rhyme with “Clapham”, nor “common” with “forgotten” – I think there’s a Greek poetry term for it but I can’t remember it.
Thanks for the reminder that they sang *Cool for Cats*, a song I haven’t heard in decades but which was used on an advert for something that must have been ubiquitous in my childhood.
Edit: turns out it was an advert for milk. https://youtu.be/3YCvnUJxw0I?feature=shared
Oh man, I envy you just discovering this. Try “Tempted” next. Tilbrook & Difford combine melody and story-telling lyrics perfectly
I always through it was inspired by the 1968 movie ‘ up the junction’ where the junction was Clapham railway junction – a London neighbourhood – and the plot featured an unwanted pregnancy. It was of the genre known as ‘kitchen sink dramas’ – stories about working class people
Chick he knocked up hates him, his daughter hates him. He’s fucked.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Up_the_Junction_(song)
Check out the ‘history’ section.
Have you also listened to Tempted, by Squeeze.
Get stuck in to Ian Dury and the Blockheads. Similar era, and you’ll have plenty of questions RE his lyrical genius.
One of those songs where the title only comes in the last line, Roxy Music’s Virginia Plain being another.
Squeeze still tour. They celebrated 50 years with a long US/UK tour last year. Check out their official website for dates.
Now listen to _Goodbye Girl_. Another good ‘story’ song.
Pulling Mussels from the Shell
Squeeze are such an underrated band. Some of their lyrics are genius. Up the Junction was one of my dad’s favourite songs
Frank the album was a staple play back in the day. Squeeze, XTC, Ian Dury, lots of cracking lyricists from that era.
The song takes a lot of inspiration from the themes in a film, also called “up the junction”.
Lyrics wise, incubator is indeed the common name for a type of humidified cot that premature babies were put in in the U.K, but it does feel like it’s more there to force the rhyme with “later” as it doesn’t really make sense linguistically. I guess it’s hard to rhyme anything with “maternity hospital”.
“Up the junction” is indeed London slang for “in deep trouble” as the song is describing essentially the rise and fall of someone’s life, but there’s also the double meaning as the lyrics in the song take place in and around Clapham, where there is indeed a major railway junction. Several lyrics refer to places in the area (“the windy common” for example, refers to Clapham Common which was a popular location for couples to meet)
You’ll probably like The Boomtown Rats as well. ‘Rat Trap’ and ‘I Don’t Like Mondays’ are their most popular tracks and both are classics.
I saw Squeeze live on their 50th anniversary tour last year and they were fantastic. I think they’re still touring this year and highly recommend if you get the chance.
A good song but undermined by the incoherent lyrics. He took his girlfriend to the ‘incubator’ ‘this morning at 4:50’ and one key change later it’s somehow two years later. Difford was too lazy to correct the line to ‘that morning at 4:50’ the same way he was too lazy to think of a place that rhymed properly with ‘happen’.
Squeeze is still touring and they put on a great show.
Highly recommended.
Try Another Nail in my Heart the first line 2 lines alone tell you everything! Glen Tilbrooks one note guitar solo into Joils Hollands blues piano is iamazing.
Also Pulling Mussels (from a shell) for a perfect snapshot of a British seaside holiday in the 70’s.
I wouldn’t normally recommend a compilations album but ‘45’s and under’ is magnificent. Glorious lyrics and beautiful music
Hey friend. This is actually one of my favourite songs. I’m a big fan of Squeeze (seen them live quite a few times) so I can help you out.
Verse by verse it roughly translates to this
>I never thought it would happen
With me and the girl from Clapham
Out on the windy common
That night I ain’t forgotten
When she dealt out the rations
With some or other passions
I said “you are a lady”
“Perhaps” she said. “I may be”
I met a girl from Clapham (an area of London) and didn’t think I’d have a chance with her. It was windy that night, I’ll never forget it. I gave her a compliment and we got talking.
> We moved in to a basement
With thoughts of our engagement
We stayed in by the telly
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing
The Railway Arms we’re missing
But love had got us hooked up
And all our time it took up
Fast forward and we moved I together. Then we spoke about getting married. We spent evenings in watching the TV although our living space wasn’t very nice. We occupied ourselves with kissing and stayed out of the pub
> I got a job with Stanley
He said I’d come in handy
And started me on Monday
So I had a bath on Sunday
I worked eleven hours
And bought the girl some flowers
She said she’d seen a doctor
And nothing now could stop her
Stanley hired me so I took my Sunday bath (it was common for a lot of people in the UK to only have one bath per week at the time). With the money from my first shift, I bought her some flowers. She told me she’d been to see the doctor and was pregnant.
> I worked all through the winter
The weather brass and bitter
I put away a tenner
Each week to make her better
And when the time was ready
We had to sell the telly
Late evenings by the fire
With little kicks inside her
I worked through the harsh weather in the winter (I assume he had an outdoors job, probably labouring on a building site) and each week put 10 pounds to one side to prepare for when the baby came. It wasn’t enough so we sold the TV and occupied ourselves sitting by the fire and feeling the baby’s kicks.
> This morning at four fifty
I took her rather nifty
Down to an incubator
Where thirty minutes later
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker
She looked just like her mother
If there could be another
She went into labour at 4:50am so I took her to the maternity ward as quick as I could. Half an hour later, she have birthday to a little girl who was walking within 12 months. She looked like her mother.
> And now she’s two years older
Her mother’s with a soldier
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more nights nappies smelling
2 years after that, we’re no longer together. She left me because I became an alcoholic. My addictions took me from the bar to the betting shops.
> Alone here in the kitchen
I feel there’s something missing
I’d beg for some forgiveness
But begging’s not my business
And she won’t write a letter
Although I always tell her
And so it’s my assumption
I’m really up the junction
Now I live alone and miss them. I’d ask them for forgiveness but I’m too proud for that. She never writes to me even though I ask her to. Basically, I’m fucked.
I think it’s Mr Difford trying to rhyme with later, amazing song tho.
Check out Lloyd Cole and the commotions too.. should be right up your street 😃
If you enjoy Squeeze then here are a few other bands you might enjoy:
Elvis Costello (big in the US so I’m sure you know him but he was pretty close to Squeeze)
Dexys Midnight Runners – Away from ‘that’ song they’re a great band with a similar bittersweet lyrics
Pulp – picked up the baton of pop sounds/kitchen sink lyrics
Suede – Heavily Bowie influenced but there’s some Squeeze in there too I think
Fun fact: this song has no chorus. Blew my mind when I realised
Great song.
Squeeze took their name from the last velvet underground record.
Along with other great recommendations have a listen to Joe Jackson
Always loved Squeeze, brilliant band. What a great period that was for bands and music. Makes me nostalgic, wish I could go back!
Up the Junction was both a play and film before the song.
The play, by Ken Loach, was adapted from a short-story of th same name, is probably the most relevant, it involve pre-mariual sex (controversial at the time) and illegal ‘back street’ abortions.
The film is closer to the original story, though the characters are the same.
Both tell the stories of three young women living in North Battersea and Clapham and, to a lesser degree, their boyfriends.
Cool for Cats by Squeeze will need even more translation by us Brits
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