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super-eurodisco with hints of electro-erotic death. no one does sex quite like jarvis cocker, even in pulp's (relative) infancy. candida, ever the queen of the keyboards, begins to truly shine here, just as brightly as she comes to do so on future albums.
there isn't much that really captures the feeling of being stark naked on a balcony under the moonlight like 'my legendary girlfriend'.
Favorite track: Death II.