
The medallion...the jheri-curls...the sweatiness...the tracksuit jacket...the pose...the moose knuckle...how could this not be good? And the slab of cheesy, sleazy disco-rock that graces side A doesn't disappoint. Just to give you a vague idea of the deep poetic forces at work here, the lyrics of the first verse can be translated as something like:"I draw a figure of the pale moon upon your naked back
Fragile woman, with weak shoulders
Even at the cost of my life, I want to protect you"
(I think I'm off the mark, please correct me...)
The disco fever is tuned down somewhat for side B's "Tequila Moon", kickin' out the jams in a 1970s AOR stylee.
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