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80. Goldfrapp – Pilots



Although Alison Goldfrapp’s most memorable look this decade was the PVC-clad dominatrix of Strict Machine, all swishing horse’s tail and knee-high stilettos, it wasn’t her sexiest, not by a long stretch. That accolade should go to the whispering vixen she became on Pilots, where her heavy-eyed, languid delivery of some sort of futuristic tango comes across like John Williams’ Star Wars soundtrack meets Serge Gainsbourg. Her desirability is heightened by a stateliness that runs throughout the song – Will Gregory’s Latin-tinged arrangement comes direct from Burt Bacharach’s playbook, all baritone, parping brass and lift-music strings, conducted with unparalleled luxury and decadence but still with the ultimate goal of being the spotlight that illuminates Goldfrapp’s vocal. As the taught, outer-space bleeps sprinkle themselves over the chorus, Pilots becomes some sci-fi re-reading of Dusty Springfield’s The Look of Love – a sleepy, sensual song, sung with a feline femininity.

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