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...Babylon is packed with babies, sexy Shanghai babies. Tonight and every night, Fifi knows she's the sexiest of them all. As the strobe lights flicker and the bass throbs at this Shanghai nightclub, all eyes are on her. Fifi's eyes search the crowd, too, wandering up and down men's bodies, looking for the perfect one. But right now, Fifi is dissatisfied with what she sees. She pouts her bubble-gum pink lips and frowns. "There's nobody here tonight," she says. "Nobody...
...give Babylon an hour, and the techno-trance music has lured some newcomers. So Fifi hits the dance floor, her body uncoiling like a python's. Fifi dances to be watched and when she feels a pair of approving eyes on her, she swings her body ever so slowly, then gyrates faster and faster until she's whirling like an oversexed dervish. When she finally tapers to a halt, she looks up and hopes those eyes are still on her. If they are, she starts grinding her hips again, faster and faster until she's moving quicker than the boom...
...couple of mikes and some dodgy equipment." The result bore some resemblance to Gray's brooding, languid early songs, but it also featured pulsating tracks, like Please Forgive Me, which melded folk, pop and dance styles. What catapulted Gray into the mainstream was the album's exuberant first single, Babylon, with its celebration of being cool, young and free: "Saturday, I'm running wild/And all the lights are changing, red to green...
...assures devotees of Babylon that his next album will "have some bouncy numbers" and will dip further into electronica. "I'd really be up for experimenting, I know that," he says. "I'd like to take my music as far out as I can." Having come this far, Gray is not about to turn back. All the lights are changing, red to green...
...recovered from surgery--his own postcards from the edge. On I Can't Move, he tells how a part of him flirted with death, almost welcoming it: "Want to get near it, close enough to fear it, close enough to hear it," he sings. In the marvelous, bouncing Babylon Feeling, he regrets that his own obsession with materialism may have led him straight to a hospital bed: "My heart is broke, my will is gone." And on Mercy on My Soul, he contemplates the afterlife: "Standing up tall on top of the wall, hoping...