This newer outing by Blondie is really a great listen. I think this track especially defines the album. It's a beautiful showcase for the great vocal range that Debbie Harry can perform. Blondie was fun to listen to in the early 80's and this just shows that they still have a fresh and fun approach to pop.

In some ways an obvious pop-punk classic, but still one that's generally overlooked in favour of their singles. One of the greatest nights between my best friend and I was the time that not only did we discover this was both of our favourite Blondie song, but we found out that, rather shamefully, each of us harboured a secret crush on Rimmer from Red Dwarf.

The song is the best among some real class on Plastic Letters. The noises made by a band on the brink of the mainstream super-success they were so worthy of. Deborah Harry never sounded tougher (except perhaps on Rifle Range), a persona that fits her like the ripped catsuit she famously sported on Top Of The Pops.