This dazzling one-of-a-kind champagne flowing wave of staggering magnificence is the perfect pop single, my very own favourite song, and I never ever tire of it some 10 years after I first fell under. If ears could hallucinate, the time-freeze of Siouxsie's scooping cooing chill (2:44) into the final verse would be it. The song tipifies what this blog was designed to pay tribute to: lavish, ornate, usurping and disdainfully glamorous. The cork-popping video sets off the teeth-shattering decadence to the Talvin Singh and Stephen Hague flourashes, and Siouxsie's peek-a-boo eyes travel almost as fluidly as her whisky-soprano turn. I have decided once Dannii's 1995 Sessions is seaping into my ears (keyboard at hand to write my review) I shall lay my shrine to rest for 2009 at least, and what better time to pay one final tribute to a song that describes itself better than I ever could without drugs:
It glittered and it gleamed
For the arriving beauty queen
A ring and a car
Now you’re the prettiest by far
No party she’d not attend
No invitation she wouldn’t send
Transfixed by the inner sound
Of your promise to be found
"nothing or no-one will ever
Make me let you down"
Kiss them for me -- I may be delayed
Kiss them for me -- if I am delayed
It’s divoon, oh it’s serene
In the fountains pink champagne
Someone carving their devotion
In the heart shaped pool of fame
"nothing or no-one will ever
Make me let you down"
Kiss them for me -- I may be delayed
Kiss them for me -- I may find myself delayed
On the road to new orleans
A spray of stars hit the screen
As the 10th impact shimmered
The forbidden candles beamed, oh
Kiss them for me -- I may be delayed
Kiss them for me -- I may find myself delayed
Kiss them for me -- kiss them for me
Kiss them for me -- I may find myself delayed
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