My friend Chris Hunter put me onto this song. There were two Hunters in my life. This was the one I met as a teenager through Vic B. He was the one I formed Subway with. The later Chris Hunter joined Little Murders from the Cuban Heels and played bass for us for two years. 1982-84. Chris now lives in India with his wife and young son. The other Chris lives in Vermont with his wife and two daughters. I never see either of them. But it did used to be hard knowing two Chris Hunters.
Anyway Chris went on and on about this song. He told me the guy used to be in the Police but was kicked out before they became big. Having believed this for so long today I find out this was Henry Padovani. Thank you Wikipeadia.
The song is an obvious pastiche of Gary Numan who was huge at the time. I liked a few of gary numan's songs. well I can count three songs. But I loved this pastiche of his sound. Henry really has a go at Gary in the lyrics. I guess it's a comment on Gary's vanity. And his posing. But I like just like the tune. And it was one of the songs on my favourite mixtapes. It was full of obscure 45s. Played it until it got all twisted and died.
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