This song is a lot like the movie of the same name. While it doesn't necessarily have Mr Lantern Jaw George Clooney or Miss Neurotic Weasel Michelle Pfeiffer in it, it's saccharine sweet, completely innoffensive and a little nauseating in the wrong circumstances. And, just like the movie, I don't think I could sit through the whole thing unless there was a girl involved. And even then, I'd probably be wishing that something was being blown up.
That said, this is a cool little example of shoo-wop, girl group crooning, if you're into that kind of thing. I'm not really, but as a historical document it's quite interesting - this is an obvious fairy godmother of all things Spice Girls and Atomic Kitten. And, while that is akin to saying "That Stalin was quite a nice bloke, when he wasn't killing all of those dissidents and starving all of those Kulaks", I'd certainly rather listen to this than to Atomic Kittens execrable dreck.
This may be the first time The Chiffons have been compared to Comrade Josef Stalin. Let's hope it's not the last.
Verdict: No better than fine, comrade.
Tomorrow: Muddy Waters - Rolling Stone
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