As always, from Can’t Explain.
Kid Creole & the Coconuts, “Dear Addy” (1981)
I like just about all the Kid Creole & the Coconuts stuff, particularly through the ’80s悠 saw them live in 1986 and they were way, way better than I had any right to expect. Probably Fresh Fruit in Foreign Places is my favorite album, with its whacked-out concept about a sea voyage whose songs borrow rhythms and various stylings from all the ports in which the traveler stops, including elements of Broadway, calypso, cha cha, disco, funk, Latin, reggae, rock, and more, all served up in bite-size pop songs. “Dear Addy” is the the album closer, a very lovely ballad about sailing the world ’round only to find that the one waiting for you at home is the one you love and want. Or you hope she’s waiting for you anyway, the source of the song’s bracing tension.