This is one of my favourite songs of the B-sides and rarities genre.
It's a song by Bob Dylan about a female member of the Velvet Underground sung by a female member of a Dutch band who grew up in Canada that you can only get on the soundtrack of a film about Andy Warhol made by a woman who has made some other pretty interesting films.
One of the things I love about it is the way Bettie Serveert have injected into it a Velvet Underground feel (is it the rhythm?) that makes you wonder what it would have been like to see Lou Reed and Bob Dylan in the same band, perhaps during the Rolling Thunder Revue, perhaps produced by the platinum-haired Spider, Mick Ronson.
Even though it's steeped in all these images of New York circa '65, it's still a song that is rewarding for fans of Bettie Serveert.
I love this band, I love Carol Van Dijk and Peter Visser. They are so much more than their first album Palomine, as great as it was and is.
They are so much more than their influences, even if they do wear them on their velvet sleeves, their ermine furs and their shiny shiny, shiny boots of leather.
Bettie Serveert make music that can cure your heart or break your heart in two, it's true!
I hope you like it if you haven't heard it before.
Here's another song that reflects the Velvets influence: