
If that is the case, then they picked the wrong song to do it with: Ruffin's version is definitive and his vocal poses the question as downbeat and hypothetical; he wishes he wasn't in any position to find out the answer but is in one anyway while sympathetic backing from The Originals and The Andates try to ease Ruffin's pain but only add to the song's tightly wrapped claustrophobia with their ghostly wails. Stock and Aitken's dancey production cracks the gloom to let in some light and Jerome Flynn strides out into the sun with a vocal snap that's glad to meet the challenge of the title head on. And even though he does a passable turn as a karaoke Ruffin, it and the dancey strut of the arrangement undermines the song's inherent aim somewhat. Ah who am I kidding, it makes it superfluous in every way.
* I'm not being entirely fair here; the boy's 1995 debut album had covers of a similar ilk ('The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Any More', 'Daydream Believer' etc), but as these were never let loose on the singles chart then I can't say that they represented an aim to spread their wings any further than their original audience roped in by the show. And I should point out here that they only ever released three singles and all three made number one, a record that I doubt will ever be beaten. So kudos for that at least.
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