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867-5309/Jenny

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OK, you remember the big hit - "867-5309/Jenny" - and you want it in your collection. Now you must choose. Do you get this budget priced compilation, with 10 songs, or do you spend almost twice as much money for "Tommy Tutone/Tommy Tutone 2", which will give you 22 songs?

The other reviewer of this collection chose to save a few bucks and go with the 10 songs, and obviously he's happy with his choice. But I'd like to take this opportunity to urge you to spend a little more and get the other CD instead. Otherwise you'll miss out on fine songs such as "Angel Say No", "Shadow On The Road Ahead", "Why Baby Why", and "Steal Away".

No matter which way you go, you're going to end up with songs only from Tommy Tutone's first 2 albums. Which is fine, their career was short, and album 3 was pretty weak anyway. (Two later CDs surfaced after a long break, with only one of the original band members participating.) If you get this collection, you'll get 5 songs from each of the two albums, if you get the other CD you'll get the 2 albums in their entirety.

If you're a fan of the power pop genre or of Tommy Tutone in particular, spend the extra money, it's well worth it. If you just want the hit, then get this one. If you're afraid that Tommy Tutone might not have had enough good songs to make it worth getting either one, fear not. They had plenty of good songs.

I LOVE LOVE LOVE 867-5309, so much so that I learned how to play it on guitar....what an infectious song. I like a few others too, but that, to me, is the quintessential 80's song for me....along w/ the police and U2, of course.

A perfectly adequate specimen of '80s pop, but destined to be forgotten -- until Stewie, the James-Bond-supervillain in a baby's body, cemented it into immortality.

Stealing every scene of *Family Guy* he's ever in, as always, Stewie picked up the kitchen phone, tried to tap in a half-remembered number that came out "8-6-7-5-3-0-9," realized what he had done, and hung up the phone in frustration, crying, "Damn you, Tommy Tutone!"