My favorite work by Robert Palmer was 1976's Pressure Drop. The cover shot of the supermodel's bare arse has absolutely nothing to do with my opinion on this matter, either. It's something even more romantic that draws me to this album. Lush strings.
Palmer has a wonderful voice for that blue-eyed soul music, even better than Daryl Hall of Hall and Oates fame.
If you've got a hot date and want to put on some music that's sure to get her moist and pliant (sorry, ladies; this is guy talk), I suggest programming this sequence:
- Which of Us Is the Fool
- Fine Time
- Back in My Arms
If this doesn't do it for you, I'd have to wonder about your personal hygene.
UPDATE:
Mr. Palmer died unexpectedly of an apparent heart attack on September 26, 2003. He was 54 years old. He was on a two-day break in Paris after working on a TV recording session in Britain. He had lived in Switzerland for the past 16 years.
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