BUT WHAT ABOUT THE REST OF THE ALBUM?
Did you know that Right Said Fred aren’t actually one hit wonders? They’ve had several songs hit the charts, particularly in the UK. And Germany. They love more than just David Hasselhoff over there. Syrian president Bashar al-Assad is also a huge fan. So if you had any sort of integrity, you’d stop referring to RSF as a one hit wonder.
Luckily, I have no integrity, so let’s hit the catwalk.
The first two tracks don’t have the novelty feel of “I’m Too Sexy” and frontman Richard Fairbrass actually croons over some chillax dance beats. Does anyone say “chillax” anymore? Fuck it, I do. Then we get the slice of heaven that is “I’m Too Sexy,” which starts to feel like an anomaly when it’s followed by more crooning and sultry female backup singers.
“Is It True About Love” sounds like the type of song ravers would have sex to. I’m guessing. I’ve never had sex with a raver. When “Deeply Dippy” started, at first, I thought we were in for a cover of The Proclaimers’ “500 Miles.” It isn’t, but now I wish some dance act would cover that song. This song is hella fun, though. Does anyone say “hella” anymore? Fuck it, I do. The fact that “Deeply Dippy” wasn’t a US hit has made me lose faith in the American people.
Ditto “Don’t Talk Just Kiss,” which even the Dutch had the good sense to make a Top 10 hit. The album even ends on a catchy “la la la” singalong. I thought I was going to have to renounce my American citizenship and move out of the country once Herr Trump was elected dictator. But I might just have to do that now instead, upon seeing the unfair treatment we have given Right Said Fred.
FINAL VERDICT: I have to go pack my bags. Call me when the overdue RSF revival happens.
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