August 5th, 2003 9:01pm
Sheena Easton, “Sugar Walls”
No, frankly, this Scottish lass has never been that talented. But she’s got just enough personality (and not an iota more) to pull off a record as delectably smutty as “Sugar Walls,” written for her by Mr. 1984, Prince. Really, the success of this record comes down to three things:
1. It’s dirty without being dirrty.
2. It, surprisingly, doesn’t sound like a Prince record.
Hell, I forgot the third thing, because I started listening to Sheila E.’s “The Glamorous Life” – a far more interesting record, one of the finest singles put forth in the ‘80s – and stopped caring about Sheena’s vagina.
[I’m on an ’80s R&B/pop kick today, or can you tell?]