Odor of Pears, My Soiled Edible Panties. Who could resist a title like that? Not this party boy. Having succumbed, I was plunged into a dark, steamy rhythm cave, wherein my libido was well aroused by the patchouli crooning of Diana Blackwell. Miss D is equal parts Siouxsie Sioux, Debbie Harry, Dale Bozzio, and "Justify My Video" Madonna on spooky, alluring cuts like "In Orbit." Dance-floor trash, yeah, but hot stuff nonetheless.
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