With music drily electronic enough to pass for new wave and pop moistly textural enough to go over as pop, lyrics that rearrange received language from several levels of discourse into a noncommital private doggerel, and a limitless supply of Bowie clones to handle the vocal chores, this is Anglodisco at its most solemnly expedient. It lacks even the forced cheerfulness of (whatever happened to?) Haircut 100 (wait, I don't really want to know), as if it had as many hooks as A Flock of Seagulls (not bloody likely) it still wouldn't be silly enough to be any fun. C-
>>128496503> limitless supply of Bowie clones to handle the vocal choresthey only had one singer, Simon, didn't they?
Ah yes the old supermarket warhorse. Wherever there is a supermarket in America, there is an 80s playlist guaranteed to have the singles from this album on it.
"Hungry Like The Wolf" takes on a disturbing quality when you learn about its connection to murdering lying waste of life child killer Diane Downs.
>>128496566He was the lead singer, the other guys supplied backing vocals.
>>128496661gotcha
>>128496503If Duran Duran were black guys instead of aryans, Cuckgau would be calling them the greatest band ever.
>>128496640que?
>Bowie clones*Sylvian clones>Sylvian is a Bowie cloneIrrelevant
>>128500228She played it on the car radio when she shot her kids.
>>128498170Nice strawmen. He gave bad grades to black artists
>>128498170lmao... they were great anyway and everybody knows it. My nigga, why are you so butthurt about black excellence instead of pushing for white excellence? You seem like the guy who thinks everything is an injustice against his race while already being in a dominant position. Just listen to the fucking album and sybau.
