There’s something about this, the glassy production and the gospel snap, plus the wounded tension which gives tremendous weight to the chorus.
It reminds me of Prince’s work around the same time, the mix of sacred and sexual, which is something that’s interested me more than once. A prayer to a woman, without the hope of it being answered but hungering none the less. Most good songs are about that.
Anyway, it’s confirmed I will be in attendance at Great Yarmouth Comic Con on August 14 -15th. Put it in your diary, buy some doughnuts, say hello and either buy a copy of the book or get yours signed. The second Ron Brandywood caper, The Dead Friend will also be out as well.