Everything But The Girl - “Come On Home” (1986)
Tracey Thorn’s is my favourite voice on the planet. So haunting and bittersweet, perfectly interprets every song’s mood. Like this one about yearning for your faraway lover: “Every day’s like Christmas day without you/It’s cold and there’s nothing to do”, she croons backed by a big orchestra.
Sure EBTG travelled far from the folkish/jazzy pop of the beginnings, and went on to a greater success as an electronic clubby act. But sometimes I miss these early days. Bet I’m not the only one.