Back in the 90s, London’s Sunday Times flogged a music collection on a week-by-week-delivery basis at a ridiculous loss leader price. The results were magnificent overall.
One of the disks in the collection’s ‘Contemporary’ genre was titled The Lady Killers. It is an uproariously eclectic collection of tunes, held together that they’re all sung by blokes. Fronted by a photo of the bare-chested and youthful Rod Stewart, rarely was there ever a strong argument for obligatory waistcoats. The Victorian Age seldom seemed so allluring.
You get everything on this disk from Sinatra- and Bennett-style swing to Rod Stewart’s overwrought angst to Marvin Gaye’s abysmal tune-that-just-won’t-die (‘Sexual Healing’) to some of the great precursors of rock and roll like Little Richard and Frankie Avalon. Oh, did I mention B.J. Thomas? He’s in here too, with—of course—’Raindrops’.
There are plenty of what-were-we-*thinking* (!) moments in this collection, but also one or two quite worthy memories.
Plus, it explains what happened to all the ladies.
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