The title's got me for a start - "Henry Rollins Don't Dance"? It had never occurred to me that he would. The cover even has Sir Rollins in a John Travolta white suit. What kind of heresy is that? Obviously a fine way of getting attention anyway, and the needle was duly placed in the groove of this orange vinyl single. It turns out that this is actually a tidy little song about going out with a guy who doesn't really share your interests. I'm not sure how Henry Rollins got dragged into it but then again the ways of a woman with a ukulele are likely to be strange.
There are actually two songs on the flipside. "Dear Stephen Hawking" attempts to see love from inside the head of a genius and "Heartbeat Chilli" goes all lap steel and Johnny Cash to add barbeque sauce to the most innocent and fragile of love songs.
A charming threesome therefore that manages the not inconsiderable feat of making you feel young again.
Available from the Wee Pop website.