This song by Roxy Music is so gorgeous, I have to stop everything and just listen to it. It’s another one of the songs that my Dad would blare out on his hi-fi system, that I remember my mum would sing along to when I was little. Bryan Ferry is all about being a predator. His prey? Supermodels. He’s like the aging tongue-in-cheek James Bond of music; the lyrics, harmonising and the riffs are so seductive but kind of funny to me. I can’t finish the song without joining the woman howling at the end. The video is just brilliant, don’t get me started on the band’s resigned participation and the bird with the rose? Priceless.