Junior was in crawling position when I put this on and rocked back and forth as if she was on her starting blocks, raring to go. Or she was trying to get as far away from the stereo as possible. It’s a jaunty, stumbling rhythm, mind, and that’s usually her bag. This crawling position business is still just a dire warning, but we’re ill-prepared. I need to put the Kajagoogoo and later Air LPs on the lower shelves.

Len, then. I thought Jane’s Addiction had taken a brave new direction when I first heard this; he sounds a bit like Perry Farrell, innit. It’s not a record that stands up to repeat plays, so it was lucky to be released late in the year. I was probably fed up with it by the time I recorded number 16. Still, it’s a bit of throwaway pop fun, and they have an unfathomably stupid name. Bonus.