I've written before on how much I love ABC's Lexicon of Love here.
For this week's monday moment I turn to what is on most days of the week still my favourite single of all time. The 4th one from the lp it is the one that doesn't get played that much (poison arrow and look of love are the two that tend to get trundled out) however it is the track that I think is the ultimate abc song and the focal point of Trevor Horn and Martin Fry's vision.
The mixture of a poppy ballad, sweeping strings , everything including the kitchen sink production, a glossy sheen , high drama , clever clever word play - they are all present and correct.
The monday moment though comes at the very end, the song is all but done and dusted and yet it is as if the band and Trevor Horn knowing they have done something special can't seem to bring it to a close. For the last 90 secs the strings go on a wonderful meander, the bass and piano weave in and out of each other until and some mournful sax fades the song to a close
the kindest cut's the cruelest part