As I’ve previously mentioned, when doing a cover, it is often best to try and pick an obscure one that your average Joe Public won’t realise is a cover.
That said, try to remember to pick one that doesn’t make you look like an utter sleazebag.
Now, I’m sure Mr Palmer was a perfectly lovely guy. But this choice of cover, coupled with the rather lazy rehash of the “Addicted to Love” video which accompanied it, always made me feel a little icky. Like he had just wheeled up at a primary school, proffering a bag of Haribo Tangfastics and the promise of puppies. Or, like he was standing up in Court and giving his testimony under oath.
Or like this (apologies, embedding this has been blocked by “the author”, but you can click the link and just watch it on YouTube):
Adam Johnson, take note.
Compare it with the breezy “Ooops, sorry Mister, did I do that?” innocence of the original:
I’ll leave you to chew on that.