Relax in the Kingdom of Leather…
There used to be this advert in the 90s that had a tagline about relaxing in the Kingdom of Leather and in my sister’s flat, when we’d had a few drinks, we used to nominate the person we’d most like to do that with on any given night. I can’t remember getting any more imaginative than Lenny Kravitz.
This was good, because he was, and still is to the best of my knowledge, a bit of a short arse and being recumbent wouldn’t be as troublesome as my towering over his dreadlocked stunted self.
This song is one of Lenny’s best.