Forget all the rumours, jealousies, sneers at his religious convictions and his inconvenient wish to stay sober, private and alive. More than half a century of consistent hitmaking, through to yesterday's 70th birthday, suggests a rather special career.
And yes, a few turkeys along the way, and a bit too much unnecessary association with Eurovision, but also some cracking pop songs, including this. Always his favourite, apparently. And, with any other singer, a shoo-in for one of the best love songs of all time. What a pity for both Cliff, and the song, that an element of snobbery stops it being appreciated properly.
It's better than bloody Imagine.
F-C paid a cracking tribute yesterday, and I rather hope that Mondo might dig out and discuss his favourite Cliff tune at some point too, as we all have one*.
Have any of the inkies mentioned this event, even in passing? Cliff may not have coolness or influence on his side but he has a) longevity, b) originality (he was in the charts a whole four years before the Beatles, despite being younger than both Starr and Lennon) and c) life. There's everything to respect.
*Barring a bloke from Newark.