The other night I ate at a real nice family restaurant. Every table had an argument going.
The sexes were made for each other, and only in the wise and loving union of the two is the fullness of health and duty and happiness to be expected.
I wanted to make the kind of records that I heard in the discos that I danced in at that time. Funky, electronic sounds, while the musicians in the band were more rock oriented. This I suppose created the sound we know as Frankie Goes To Hollywood.

