There Aint No Room For Your Sweet Head

Noosha Fox was one of the most sultry looking woman (of slavic descent) I'd ever seen (until I met the lovely Drosma Bebris a year or two later). It's the long face and the overall skinnyness, I suppose, that made her so attractive. Never mind that she's really named Susan Traynor who was probably born and bred in Bognor Regis or some other UK hell hole. But just look at that kinky 70s hairstyle! The early, trip-hop Goldfrapp looks very similar, methinks.

Ofcourse, her voice drew the millions to her - high pitched but full toned and slightly nasal. And as sexy sounding as a 70s woman could be. The fact that the only major single the band (yes, it was an actual band, not just a solo artiste) released contained an obvious longing for a 'roll in the hay' under difficult circumstances could only make her more alluring.

Buy the re-released CD at Cherry Red records whydontcha.

The original version is still quite timeless in many ways. UK white boy funk with a killer chorus line and that damned guitar solo streamed through that most ugly of effects - the Frampton Talk Box. Spittle aplenty and don't the roadies know it.

The No Night Sweats version contains no funk whatsoever and instead ramps up the techno / electro tones (the rhythm effect always reminded us of Prince Planet walking) and combines that with an overblown delivery only our mothers could love.