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Some of the sweetest minutes in all of pop music. Lyrically, it couldn't be any less lascivious-- promises of fidelity, taking the boy home to meet the folks, and that kiss sounds more like a quick peck then a tonguebath-- but it's all so charming that it could melt the staunchest libertine's heart. The Crystals' indelible ode to chastity and monogamy gave license to a thousand indie pop bands who longed for a time when music wasn't so (eww) sexual, but its real legacy is in everything from the Jackson 5 to New Edition to a thousand teen pop hits from the last 40 years. They're songs for audiences trying to articulate the rush of a first crush before the sticky biological urges muck everything up. We may not live in a hand-holding world anymore-- it probably wasn't much of a hand-holding world even then-- but puppy love is still a helluva thing.
(Jess Harvell, Pitchfork) |