In view of this blog's recent preoccupation with Otis Ferry (and the plot still thickens) and Bryan Ferry, there is only one band to choose this week. As I wrote the other day:
This is one of Roxy Music's best early songs. It is worth sitting through the minute or so of chat at the start.
I would not like to see Bryan Ferry locked up. He and Roxy Music were two of the very few good things about chart music after the demise of glam rock (which was not much good itself) and before the rise of punk and new wave.
If you remember the TV series The Rock 'n' Roll Years, which showed news footage to the accompaniment of contemporary pop songs, they had to play three Roxy Music tracks to get any decent music at all when they got to 1975.
And do not forget that Ferry's bandmate Brian Eno is Nick Clegg's youth affairs adviser.
Brian Eno is the exotic creature in the silver top playing what our resident music expert calls "a funny electronic thing".