Gosh! This kicks off brilliantly in a
Songs Of Praise kind of fashion with ominous swirling church organs giving the idea that George might be back to his brilliant best, but then - alas! - it plummets rapidly into a squiffy Country and Western style jaunt with jangly guitars by the dozen. And all the while there's Georgie rasping and wheezing, Bee Gees style, about sexy bodies and other pervy nonsense. I think George Michael has got far too smutty of late and I really don't like it one little bit. (
Lola Borg, Smash Hits, October 7, 1987)
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