A solo single thirty seven years into your recording career? Seriously? It can be done, here's proof. You know Woody. Obviously you know Woody; he's spent his life holding a pair of sticks, sat at the back of Madness gigs, propelling the band forward as chaos breaks from the first seconds of One Step Beyond (Madness live? Start bloody fast and get bloody faster) - turns out he can sing and write to. I know nothing about this other than the fact that it's really rather lovely and exceptionally summery.
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