Author Archives: Paul Saxton

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The Shades – One Touch of Heaven

He loved her, she didn’t love him and now he’s dead. And best of all, he’s now watching her from heaven, somehow able to communicate his predicament to the rest of us but not to her. Tragic – and rather … Continue reading

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Rosie and The Originals – Angel Baby

Written as a poem for her boyfriend when she was fourteen years old – and recorded a year later – Rosie Hamlin’s Angel Baby is an utterly seductive piece of artless naivety. While the lyrics alone perfectly convey teenage wide-eyedness, … Continue reading

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Percy Sledge – Take Time To Know Her

You’d maybe think from the title that this song would offer some sort of instruction to men to be a bit more thoughtful and considerate: you know, that woman of yours is worth your indulgence and care. Because she’s special … Continue reading

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Woolfy – City Lights

I heard this playing in H&M the other week and was so taken with it that I considered asking one of the shop assistant girls what it was. But I didn’t want to come across as an old weirdo creep. … Continue reading

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Eric Clapton – Wonderful Tonight

It’s possible that I’m losing it. If I ever had it, that is. Because despite Clapton being one of the dreariest figures in music (apart from the racism, which was at least interesting) and this song being cut from the … Continue reading

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Randy Newman – Tickle Me

The ominous rolling, rumbling piano at the start of this song sets the listener up for something of substance. But what we get instead is a bored narrator asking his wife/girlfriend to tickle him – just to fill the time. … Continue reading

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Eric Donaldson – Cherry Oh Baby

Nothing in pop music moves me more than a grown man carrying on like a lovesick 12-year-old. You don’t hear so much of it these days – because we’re all so sophisticated and knowing – but the simple set up … Continue reading

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