Anyway, this is another one of those songs which sounds absolutely brilliant every single time I hear it and never loses its status or appeal (which is the point of this series!) but in particular it takes me back to an exciting period when I was discovering new old music. As I was working in the record shop it was easier to order all sorts of obscure items from all sorts of obscure labels, plus get a staff discount - suffice to say it seemed I was bringing home a new album just about every week.
Up until that point I'd always most enjoyed music that was current at the time of listening, so it was quite an adventure to explore an unfamiliar genre from the past. I first heard this particular song around 1985 I think, by which time it was nearly 20 years old. To my 22-year old self, that meant it was bloody ancient. Now, of course if I spool back 20 years, a mere blink of an eyelid ago, I realise it's me who's bloody ancient.
But never mind all that, because this is timeless. My first awareness of its existence in the '80s was thanks to a brilliant compilation album: 'Perfumed Garden Vol 1' , put out by the Psycho label. It grabbed me right from the off with its dirty, grungy, overdriven guitar intro. The vocals are nicely rough too, and that insistent riff just keeps on going. I had no idea until then that anything in the sixties could sound quite this punk; I thought the Stones and the Kinks were about as hard as it gets, so it came as a revelation.
'You're Too Much' was originally put out as a B-side in May 1966 (the A-side, 'Man With Money' still sounds fine to my ears but is not a patch on this).
As for the band - I wrote a piece about them in a fanzine in 1986 (shocking to think that is now longer ago than the original gap between the record's release and my hearing it). So my research has already been done and I'll just reproduce it here...
The Eyes were a young band from Ealing who picked up a culty mod following in the mid sixties. They supported such bands as The Action, The Kinks and The Move. Their 'gimmick' was to wear colourful, amusing clothes - stripey Rugby shirts, bleached jeans, pink parkas with tyre tracks inked on the backs and red or yellow boots. (Also for added decoration - big eyes sewn onto their tops!)
After 4 singles (the last one of which was a flop), an EP, and a disguised album, the band split up, and vocalist Terry was the only member to pursue a serious musical career. He joined 'Andromeda' for a while but never recorded with them, then became vocalist for 'The Entire Sioux Nation' with Larry Wallis (who later became a Pink Fairy), Jim Taylor and Paul Nichols.
Anyway - onto the song. It would be an understatement to say I just fucking love it.