Hugh Cornwell | The Stranglers
This is so assertive both in the way it's played and the way it's sung. It's quite blue but not a 'blues'. The sort of thing you listen to when you're feeling 'wise' and 'lifeworn'.
For the sexual connotations — "keep on churning 'till the butter comes; keep on fuming, let the butter flow; how now brown cow; here comes your bull." Very male.
Not for the sexual connotations but because it's such a good song, always sounds so fresh. The syncopation is modern in the way it's played, but basic in the way it's felt... modern and roots at the same time. A lot of new things lack that roots feel. He didn't always hit on that, but this track works. One of his guitar sidemen wrote the riff and the lyrics were written by a guy working on his biography.
Nostalgia, I suppose. This reminds me of two years ago in new York. This was the track being played everywhere... in clubs, on the radio... it put Prince on the map in England but wasn't anywhere near as big as it was in America.
The best sax solo I've ever heard on a modern song. Might even be Paul Barrasco himself.
Lovely thing to listen to in the morning when you wake up. It's refreshing, like a glass of orange juice, or something. How did I find it?? Well, er, it was on the other side of the record from the guitar concerto...
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