My mum bought this album when it was released. The whole family became fans of Terence Trent D’arby (who was born Terence Trent Howard and now, naturally, goes by the name of Sananda Francesco Maitreya, renouncing TTD as dead; a victim of those cruel, oppressive record-industry peeps don’t you know…) It was a regular school-holiday thing to try to sleep-in and fail; waking up to mum doing the vacuuming with The Hardline blaring out from the speakers. We loved that album. The problem with Terence is he thought he was better than Michael Jackson and Prince; he (probably) was vocally. But he thought he was the complete package. And whilst he did have some great songs and some great performances (and all-around musical ability) those were merely requirements, not the be-all and end-all that he seemed to think it was and should be. Ironically, by trying to tackle the biggest pop stars of the mid-80s he seemed unhappy with the fame and pop-star status. He sold diamond-status on this album. His shows were great. And then he released a turkey to follow-up. That’s really the story. The albums that followed that turkey were great but his arrogance and pop-fans’ short memories meant there was no place for Terence/Sananda. It’s a strange quandary – I call it the Terence Trent D’bacle. But man this album was ace – and it still is. A strange beacon; a complete package – a phenomenal debut.
Sample Track: If You All Get To Heaven
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