Deep heat – Oh Mercy
I've been up and down with this album, going from initial hysteria to cool indifference (which I attributed to my diagnosed allergy to Roxy Music) and finally to an embrace for everything it has to offer. It's so different to everything the band has done before, and after Moose and I sat and discussed this one over beers one night (serious business, indeed) we worked out that we both found it a little weird because for the first time Alexander Gow was being overtly sexual with his lyrics. Previous albums have painted Gow as an uncertain, timid, even shy lover - but Deep Heat is all dirty saxophones and baby-making grooves. Lyrically, he's not quite asking the ladies to squeeze his lemon till the juice runs down his leg, but for the first time is putting himself out there as a confident ladies man - and it's brilliant. Key tracks are ‘Deep heat’, ‘My man’ and ‘Drums’.
