Album Review: "I Got You" by Malcolm Turner & Malcolm Taylor
Alright, let’s talk about this wild little slice of 1966 UK comedy gold—I Got You. Yeah, it’s not your typical music album; it’s filed under “Non-Music,” which already tells you something. This isn’t some syrupy love ballad collection or a rock opera. Nope, this is straight-up comedic chaos from start to finish, released on the Eyemark label. And honestly? It’s kinda unforgettable in the weirdest way possible.
First off, the track I Got You. Oh man, this one hits different. It’s like they took all the awkwardness of being smitten and turned it into a laugh-out-loud skit with jazzy undertones. The delivery feels so raw, like someone just hit record while these two blokes riffed off each other over tea and biscuits. There’s no Auto-Tune here, no polished production tricks—just pure, unfiltered silliness that somehow sticks to your brain. I found myself humming bits of it for days, even though I couldn’t tell you exactly what melody was doing what. That’s the magic of it—it doesn’t need to make sense to work.
Then there’s I’m Reformed. Oh boy, this one’s a riot. If you’ve ever tried (and failed) to turn over a new leaf, this track will slap you right back into reality—with a grin, of course. The lyrics are sharp but playful, poking fun at self-improvement in a way that feels oddly relatable. Like, who hasn’t sworn off bad habits only to dive headfirst back into them five minutes later? The pacing is quick, almost frantic, like they’re daring you to keep up. By the end, you’re not sure whether to applaud or burst out laughing. Probably both.
What makes I Got You stand out is how unapologetically British it feels. These guys weren’t trying to be cool or trendy—they were just having fun. You can hear it in every crackle and pop of the recording. It’s messy, imperfect, and utterly charming because of it.
Reflecting on this album now, it strikes me how rare this kind of humor is today. We live in an era where everything has to be slick and calculated, but I Got You reminds us that sometimes, the best art comes from letting loose and embracing the absurd. Or maybe it’s just proof that two dudes in the '60s could spin nonsense into gold without breaking a sweat. Either way, hats off to Malcolm Turner and Malcolm Taylor—they didn’t just make an album; they made a vibe.
And hey, if nothing else, listening to this might inspire you to call up an old mate and have a good laugh. Isn’t that worth more than any Grammy?
