The very definition of a tune your milkman could whistle, this delivers its melodic payload right upfront and then just hangs around for a bit, tapping its toes and honking its horns until the party wanders off somewhere else. The Ingredient X that – I’m guessing – got this to Number One when many a good tune stumbled is Lyn Paul’s belting performance, short on subtlety but long on defiant gutsiness. She’s wound up in musical theatre, which based on this record shouldn’t surprise anyone.

Score: 5

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