State Of Micky And Tommy
With Love From 1 To 5/I Know What I Would Do

Some listens happen by chance, suggested by the 'tube' that knows my tastes and favorite ads well, even though I don't really have one and the five-second skip (at best) ages me by a couple of days. It knows well that my armpits sweat and sends me talcum powder for relief, suggests cars for only 290 euros a month while Rossi the motorcyclist talks to me about quality and innovation to sell me fiber, and then, weight shape, it's nice to walk in a green valley with a mastercard in one hand and Amaro del Capo in the other. All very, very nice, apparently there is also some music.

"State Of Micky And Tommy - With Love From 1 To 5". It's in the suggestion column on the right, as the next listen.

With Love From 1 To 5??? What is it, the anthem for jerks? The title of the b-side ("I Know What I Would Do") makes the matter even more ambiguous. On the cover, Mick is smoking a cigarette, and Tommy is scrutinizing me, eager to know my reaction to that awful title. Just four singles make up their entire discography, the time of my morning ablutions, almost the time Mick spent leisurely inhaling his cigarette. Maybe two, who knows.

Four singles plus one: do you remember the jukebox singles that featured one artist per side? Yes, exactly those.

The ones where the super cool, badass Blues Brothers, hidden behind black Wayfarers, sing 'Gimme Some Lovin', unaware of sharing the b-side of their disc with Loretta Goggi in Romagnol jukeboxes, truly unaware of Loretta too.

But fate was kinder to the Blues Brothers in comparison to Micky and Tommy. Our duo shares the disc with a certain Lally Stott. The name alone is suggestive, the song title even more, and listening to the track even more so.

But that's not all, and as is often said, the worst is yet to come.

If you dare to venture into this kitsch fest, you'll fully understand the proportions of the drama. Now, I'm not Hindu and don't believe in reincarnation, but if I lived in India and washed my teeth and feet in the Ganges in the morning, having expelled fluorescent phlegm, I would have sworn up and down that Lally, in another life, was an interesting specimen of an Afghan hound. You've been warned, here I disclaim all responsibility.

Time has done justice to Mick Jones, who founded Foreigner. Not to Tommy Brown.

In 2008, someone discovered them in an attic, buried under a layer of dust, and included "With Love From 1 To 5" and the other singles by the duo in a compilation with Blackburds, Nimrod, and The J. & B, a good mixed fry where they almost had to call Stott again to reach a substantial number of tracks. The duo had preemptively obtained Goggi's contact number.

What can a damn spring be?