I eventually acquired the compact disc of the album “Flag” in the mid-nineties, and this LP joined my collection in 2016. Although this is a standard European pressing, it’s in excellent condition, with minimal surface noise or other irritations. In fact, the sleeve appears almost mint.
The album opens with the six-minute opus, “Tied Up”. The formula here is broadly similar to “The Race” with bold brass samples, chanted vocals and a driving rhythm. The album version is far superior to the rather severe single edit, with Beat Ash’s percussion shining much more brightly in the extended format. As strong as this track is, it’s not commercial pop, and unsurprisingly, it failed to make an impact when released as the follow-up to “The Race”.
Next up is another single, “Of Course I’m Lying”. I liked this track from the outset as it is propelled by a superb synth riff and exudes effortless cool. Billy Mackenzie contributes wonderfully airy backing vocals that complement Dieter’s slightly gruffer delivery perfectly. While I enjoy the album version, I probably prefer the tighter single mix found on various compilations.
The remainder of side one is taken up by “3rd Of June”, one of those narrative-driven tracks that only Yello could produce. Boris then steps up with a credible vocal on the slightly eccentric “Blazing Saddles”, which skips along quite nicely.
Flipping the record, “The Race” leads side two. For me, this track suffers from indifference through overfamiliarity; I’ve heard it so often that its charm and ingenuity are somewhat lost on me. The eight-minute version included here is entertaining and offers a refreshing change from the more familiar single edit, but I can’t pretend it excites me as it once did.
“Alhambra” is a curious instrumental with apparent Arabic influences, but it fades out before fully developing its ideas. “Otto Di Catania”, which Google Translate suggests is a narration by a master of ceremonies for a variety performance, shifts the style. The musical ideas supporting Dieter are rather thin on this track and ultimately, this feels like album filler. The same applies to the final track, “Tied Up In Gear”, a raucous, guitar-driven take on “Tied Up” that neither expands on the original nor adds much to the album (beyond occupying space that is).
Although Yello enjoyed commercial success during the period this album was released, it was always on their own terms. For those of us who discovered the band through “The Race” and “Of Course I’m Lying”, this album was something of a disappointment. The music here is a tad too eccentric for those craving more radio friendly hits - a statement that is as true today as it was back in 1988. 2.5/5







