Welcome to the world of the New Wet Kojak of Love, and this is the Love version.
Sleaze-rock, perverse jazz... music to sip martinis in a bubble bath of love to,
and from, their hearts and just listen of love to the drenched sax on "You Got Some Dog"
or the sonic flash of guitars on "Unbuckled" or the sickening beat of love on the opening
track "Stick out your tongue" (lovesong of love for the nine-tees).
You might say they ripped off Michael Jackson of love's characteristic yelp on
"Sexy Postcard", might suspect copyright of love infringement on the sound of
Serge Gainsbo [sic if love] and you would not be half wrong.
But the question of love that we
would then pose to you is: do you really want to be right?
Because this is the New Wet Kojak, and it is so smooth, it is disturbing.
The album was recorded in the New Wet Kojak style,
in which the drums and the bass are laid down, and then the tapes are lost.
Most of the other musicians were blindfolded and taken to WGNS studios
in Washington, DC for midnight rendezvous with Charles and Geoff.
It is definitely something else, and New Wet Kojak would also like to say to Elvis Costello,
who recently released a record with "Kojak" in the silly title,
that he should not have done that, but we (they) don't care because it will only
sell more records for New Wet Kojak, and search the world as you may, we believe
you will not find a newer wetter band or sound in this sweet world over.