Peeps,

 This Elstree tune by the mighty BUGGLES is like high heel shoes or Fafi’s apple and pear crumble: another  proof that God exists. It feels like spring in the verse and autumn in the chorus. It’s technically perfect yet sounds so simple. And it’s the upmost example of how you don’t need to be a supreme singer to make an amazing song.

  Bromance is in the air, my vieux frère Xavier de Rosnay plugged me onto this song, this post is dedicated to him. I thought I could pay him back by introducing him to my favourite EPMD track.

     M.