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And bang on cue, as soon as the grooves of this soon to be / should be classic caress my ears, out comes the Swansea sun.Both real and metaphorical. Yes, yes, yes. This is brilliant. Again. I had to play it several times in a row; and now I can't get it out of my swooning, singing, celebrating cerebellum.
It has all the trademarks of a Helen Love tune (you know – melody, crafted lyrics, guitars, glitter, and infectious as hell) but simultaneously super-powered by the irresistible swing of Northern Soul brass, some almost funkily pulsating bass and even a few 'shooby doo wops'. A marriage made in CBGBs, with the honeymoon at The Wigan Casino. I normally cringe when bands 'mature', but this is such a considered, emotional, hard hitting KO blow of a track which can only count as being ridiculously fantastic. Walking it like the Supremes, talking it like the Ramones, a slice of horn driven bubble gum soul powered perfection which deserves to be a massive hit in any fair world. Can't wait for the new album. Can you? Rosey R*E*P*E*A*T
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