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Frankie Goes to Hollywood

British rock/dance group

 

Studio Albums

Welcome to the Pleasuredome (1984)

Liverpool (1986)

 

 

Compilations

 

 

 

 

 

Frankie Goes to Hollywood

Welcome to the Pleasuredome - 7.5

The World Is My Oyster/ Welcome to the Pleasuredome/ Relax/ War/ Two Tribes/ TAG/ Fury/ Born to Run/ San Jose/ Wish the Lads Were Here/ The Ballad of 32/ Krisco Kisses/ Black Night White Light/ The Only Star in Heaven/ The Power of Love/ Bang

Welcome to the Pleasuredome was a joy when it came out and over a quarter of a century later still has plenty of power and freshness. Some have argued that the inclusion of cover versions does very little for the album, but I don't think that detracts greatly from the overall feel of what was a double album when it came out on vinyl. The whole thing has an art school feel to it - screeching noises mixed in with Ferry Across the Mersey and a variety of other links that seem to work well. Here was a dance record that crossed over thanks to rock and pop sensibilities and there were plenty of highlights. The title track, although long, was never over-cooked and Relax and War earned their own notoriety through radio play or lack of it. The whole thing hangs together extremely well and the big ballad The Power of Love was a triumphal conclusion to the whole effort. Sadly Holly Johnson and the guys could never keep it together long enough to build on the success of what became a one off although Johnson did go on to have short-termed success as a solo artist.

 

Liverpool - 5

Warriors of the Wasteland/ Rage Hard/ Kill the Pain/ Maxium Joy/ Watching the Wildlife/ Lunar Bay/ For Heaven's Sake/ Is Anybody Out There.

Sadly this was a sorry kind of anti-climax after Pleasuredome and this one hasn't aged that well. There is little to recommend a stodgy album that rather than being a celebration of Liverpool is a reminder that some bands peak all too soon and then fizzle out. The name is completely wrong. As if plucked out of the air "hey guys what should we call the second album - let's call it after our home town." Not a good idea. There is little of the Scouse feel about this - indeed Pleasuredome was more of a homage to the Mersey than this ever was. Languid songs without a great deal of change of tempo - as if Frankie was saying cop a load of this, it's not very different but you will like it. The problem is most people didn't - and so Frankie Goes to Hollywood pretty much sailed into obscurity with only their fine first album to remember them by.