We love love love love all your money

If you'd have asked me two decades ago (let's assume for a second that you'd have been aware of my existence two decades ago) what my favourite song of all time was, I'd have nominated Jocelyn Square by Love & Money. Sure, it's slick and smooth and very polished in that late-eighties guitar-pop-funk way, but I've always had a soft spot for it, and it still sounds great to my ears even now. Beautiful lyrics too. When I was 18 I thought lines like: "Sometimes you don't know something's open till it shuts / I loved you so much, I hated your guts", were the very epitome of profundity. It still rankles a bit that this missed out on the top 40 as well (it stalled at #51, and the band never did manage a proper UK chart hit). I know, I really ought to learn to let these things go.



(Sadly there's no accompanying mp3 today as I couldn't get the bastard computer to recognise the CD when I popped it in to try to burn the song; my P.C. has an annoying habit of rejecting any CD more than about five years old. Which is most of my collection if I'm honest. Git.)