The Cure’s ‘Wild Mood Swings’ Needs Some Color

What’s wrong with the Cure’s Wild Mood Swings? It’s missing the perfect pop single, “A Pink Dream”.

How many times have you heard a b-side of one of your favorite bands and thought, “Why wasn’t this on the album?” It is even more frustrating/confusing when there are tracks on the album that are weak and if replaced with this hidden gem of a song, it could elevate the album to a great (or at least considerably better) record.

The four-disc b-sides and rarities collection Join the Dots, released in 2004, showed the Cure to be a band that consistently casts aside great songs to b-side status, often in favor of questionable experiments. I’m all for variety on an album, but 1996’s aptly named Wild Mood Swings could have done without “Club America” and its bizarre low-octave croon from Robert Smith. As the second song on the record after the strong opener “Want”, it was probably considered by first-time listeners as an early sign of a disappointing album and seemed to cast a dark cloud over the rest of the otherwise quite good record. This is one of the main reasons that Wild Mood Swings is so looked down upon.

If Smith had replaced “Club America” with the “Mint Car” b-side, the gorgeous “A Pink Dream”, Wild Mood Swings might have been received a little differently and perhaps remembered more fondly. “A Pink Dream” is a ridiculously upbeat, sunny slice of pop. It starts out with heavy cymbal crashing and a mix of electric and acoustic guitars, fooling you into thinking it’s darker than it is. Then the momentum picks up, and the clouds break.

The bright, fiercely strummed acoustic guitars recall “Inbetween Days” and Robert spits lyrics like “I rub my head and stumble out the door / Head into the bright new beautiful day”. The production is pristine, with every cymbal hit sparkling and every guitar strum exuding rays of sunshine. Not only should this have been on the album, “A Pink Dream” have been a single.

There’s an abrupt shift of mood in the last verse when Smith sings, “It was all so far away, so long ago / I hardly ever think about her anymore / Except sometimes when the summer twilight breeze carries me the scent of faraway rain…”, showing off how easily the Cure can slip from mindless joy to nostalgic melancholy. These two emotional extremes have always been what the Cure does best. The fact that the same guy who wrote “Pornography” also wrote “The Love Cats” (and within a year of each other!) is proof of that.

Wild Mood Swings would have been a better showcase for these two strengths if “A Pink Dream” had been included in the tracklist. Alas, it remains a song I can put on mix tapes and CDs I make for people, knowing they’ve probably never heard it, thereby introducing them to a perfect piece of pop.