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The drum sets an ominous marching pace, the organ sends out a series of telegraphic
beeps, the bass kicks in with the thickest of notes, and Eddy Grant cries out, "Boy!" to
begin the strut down "Electric Avenue," the grittiest dance track since "The Message."
Although the song addresses itself to the problems of the black London ghetto of Brixton,
which has been torn apart by riots in recent years, it really captures the nervou... More >

In which amassed svengalis manage an album that won't leave those captivated by the big hit feeling ripped off--the rap is cute, the recitative is cute, and "Popcorn Love" is a neat kiddiephile conceit. But the kiddies don't sing that good. And they're not even related. (Grade: B)