Love Is Hell (Kitchens of Distinction Album)

Love Is Hell (Kitchens Of Distinction Album)

Love Is Hell is the debut album by British alternative rock/dream pop group Kitchens of Distinction, first released in April 1989 by One Little Indian Records in the UK and A&M Records in the US. While the album earned KOD comparisons to bands like Echo & the Bunnymen and The Chameleons, the guitar soundscapes created by Julian Swales and the passionate lyrics and vocal delivery from Patrick Fitzgerald gave Kitchens of Distinction their own signature sound. The album also maintains a punkier sound than to be featured on the band's later albums. The 1993 CD edition of the album includes the band's 1989 "Elephantine" EP as 4 bonus tracks.

The album takes its title from the last line in "Hammer," a song about love gone wrong:

What would you do if you were like me
Were taken in when he said that he wanted to take me home
And he takes me up to his room
And he says "no no no no, it's good"
But it's a last fatal fuck
Then you know that love is hell.

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Love Is Hell (Kitchens Of Distinction Album) - Personnel
... Patrick Fitzgerald – vocals, bass Julian Swales – guitar Dan Goodwin – drums Anna Palm – violin on "Her Last Day in Bed" Barry Sage – engineer Sleeve design by Me Company Distributed by The Cartel. ...

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