Soft Cell - The Twelve Inch Singles / Soft Cell Box Set mp3 download

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The 80's saw the explosion of the 12" single, coming after the Disco boom of the late 70's created a market for DJ-friendly extended mixes.What is sometimes overlooked, however, is that the majority of 80's 12" mixes are nothing more than the pretentious wankery of coked-up producers.The art of the extended version took a serious downturn, with the idea of being "DJ friendly" thrown very firmly out of the window to be replaced with "what pointless studio gimmick can I cut & paste into the middle of the radio version".I say all this with good reason, because Soft Cell 12" mixes were very definitely the exception to the rule.This compilation showcases the sublime production, creativity and actual structure that made buying Soft Cell 12" vinyl a pleasure (unlike other acts where you bought the 12" just to get a decent sounding cut of the radio edit on the b-side).Dave Ball squeezes in so many interesting diversions without them ever sounding unnecessary, there's guest appearances from artists that may have only had fleeting appearances on the edits, and best of all Marc usually has extra verses where he will elaborate and extend on the story of the song in question.Essential!

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Do you look a messDo you have a hangoverDid you over do the lemonadeCut short on the sodaDid you do that danceThe doctor told you that you shouldn't doBut you're only youngYou should do that dance twice overI know it's pretty earlyBut you still look greatJust ready for the beautyThat the make-up will createTake a little blusherTake a little paintPut on the silver dressThe one that makes the young boys faintI'm sitting on my bedAnd I'm looking at the timeHave a cup of coffeeAnd you're feeling finePut on that new recordThat you bought the other dayThe words'll make you smileYou can dance the dust awayMake your single bedAnd push the tea leaves down the drainTake a long deep breatheAnd start the nightlife over again......Agree TOTALLY and if that wasn't proof enough...She makes herself a drink and she climbs into bed, The sheets are clean and cool, It's so nice to rest her aching head, She thinks back on her working day, Her boss; the silly things he said, She smiles, she shuts her eyes, And she's dreaming of Terry, a mechanic, sometimes working 8 'til 10, It's so rare she ever sees him, And she wants so much to see him again, He bought her a ring and the flowers on her bedside table, And she knows that she loves him, but does he love her? She kisses the photo on the wall beside her bed, And tries to hold back a silly tear. She's a working girl now, and Mummy lives so far away, So She bites her lip, she knows that Terry will be calling soon one day. I look at the clock and I'm feeling the rhythm of love (It's going through me) I look at the light and it sends a lonely shiver down my spine (It gets right to me) I'm thinking of you in some-one else's arms, I'm thinking of you in some-one else's eyes, You're everything I like and everything I despise. (Why don't you leave me?) Running my fingers through your hair, Running your fingers down the back of my neck. Playing your games with your innocent eyes, I try hard to smile through all of your lies, That start to hurt me, hurt me It's like a page from true-love stories It's like a page from true-love stories It's like a page from true-love stories A page from true-love stories And then there's 'Insecure Me'.......MARC IS GOD!