This picture of Hugh is what I saw in the mirror in 1986, until I started brushing back my hair, wearing leathers, an ear-ring, slim jeans, and sneakers when I (belatedly) discovered the Sex Pistols. I still have the two Housemartins albums, and I still love them. They helped make my bad experiences as a youth bearable. I thank them for their work and their lovely, catchy, thoughtful music.
Well said! I have this on cassette, CD and Spotify! Though this is much better than the album version where the intro is only keyboard, and no superb hi-hat moves!
