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Frankie Goes to Hollywood

Frankie Goes to Hollywood Album: “Welcome to the Pleasuredome”

Frankie Goes to Hollywood Album: “Welcome to the Pleasuredome”
Album Information :
Title: Welcome to the Pleasuredome
Release Date:2000-02-06
Type:Unknown
Genre:Pop, Rock, Alternative Rock
Label:ZTT
Explicit Lyrics:No
UPC:5030094023024
Track Listing :
1 World Is My Oyster
2 Welcome To The Pleasuredome Video
3 Relax Video
4 War Video
5 Two Tribes Video
6 (Tag) Video
7 Fury Video
8 Born To Run Video
9 San Jose Video
10 Wish (The Lads Were Here) Video
11 Ballad Of 32
12 Krisco Kisses Video
13 Black Night White Light Video
14 The Only Star In Heaven Video
15 Power of Love Video
16 Bang Video
Review - :
Strip away all the hype, controversy, and attendant craziness surrounding {$Frankie} -- most of which never reached American shores, though the equally bombastic {&"Relax"} and {&"Two Tribes"} both charted well -- and {^Welcome to the Pleasuredome} holds up as an outrageously over-the-top, bizarre, but fun release. Less well known but worthwhile cuts include by-definition-camp {&"Krisco Kisses"} and {&"The Only Star in Heaven,"} while U.K. smash {&"The Power of Love"} is a gloriously insincere but still great hyper-{\ballad} with strings from {$Anne Dudley}. In truth, the album's more a testament to {$Trevor Horn}'s production skills than anything else. To help out, he roped in a slew of {$Ian Dury}'s backing musicians to provide the music, along with a guest appearance from his fellow {$Yes} veteran {$Steve Howe} on acoustic guitar that probably had {\prog rock} fanatics collapsing in apoplexy. The end result was catchy, consciously modern -- almost to a fault -- arena-level {\synth rock} of the early '80s that holds up just fine today, as much an endlessly listenable product of its times as the {$Chinn}/{$Chapman} string of {\glam rock} hits from the early '70s. Certainly the endless series of pronouncements from a {%Ronald Reagan} impersonator throughout automatically date the album while lending it a giddy extra layer of appeal. Even the series of covers on the album at once make no sense and plenty of it all at once. While {$Edwin Starr}'s {&"War"} didn't need redoing, {$Bruce Springsteen}'s {&"Born to Run"} becomes a ridiculously over-the-top explosion that even outrocks the Boss. As the only member of the band actually doing anything the whole time ({$Paul Rutherford} pipes up on backing vocals here and there), {$Holly Johnson} needs to make a mark and does so with appropriately leering passion. He didn't quite turn out to be the new {$Freddie Mercury}, but he makes a much better claim than most, combining a {\punk} sneer with an ear for hyper-dramatic yelps. ~ Ned Raggett, All Music Guide
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