There's just something so cheerfully and pointedly simplistic about "Relax" that it's next to impossible not to love.

Frankie seem to wallow and finally get swallowed up by their own silly schoolboy beliefs that innuendoes and words like “suck” and “come” are going to titillate what they see as our equally immature sense of good clean dirty fun. I suggest they look to either Ian Dury for honestly humorous vulgarity or Divine for no holds barred up front filth and stop sniggering like pimply adolescents who’ve just caught a glimpse of their neighbour’s knickers. written by Helen Fitzgerald
mp3: Frankie Goes to Hollywood - Relax