With boyish charm and that little take-you-by-surprise growl of promise, Harry Wayne Casey sang about wanting to do whatever he could to love me, please me, and just about everything else that would rock my world, at damn near any time of day convenient to me (or all day long, if that's what it took). It would be churlish to refuse. Churlish, I tell you!
I remember buying the Music for the Masses album (on cassette tape!) in the fall of 1987. I sat down on the floor in the middle of the bedroom I shared with my sister, popped the tape in, and slipped on my headphones so I could absorb the beauty and wonder as fully and intimately as possible. I was in heaven. I flipped over to side 2, rocked as quietly as I could to Behind the Wheel, and then was stunned into motionlessness by the almost religious intensity of I Want You Now. Lord, Lord, Lord...WOOF!!!!! The best bit of that first experience however, besides having my teenaged socks rocked, was how I nearly jumped out of my skin at the eerie laughter at the very end of the tune (you've been warned). There's not an official video, so the one below is a simple vid with good sound quality - close your eyes and let it sink in...
