Pete Wingfield Breakfast Special

Been a while since I last blogged about a record and boy do I have a good one to blog about here. Pete Wingfield's album "Breakfast Special" is without a doubt the find of the century. I have no idea where this guy came from but his music is so unbelievably beast. I don't even know if a blog praising the beastness (a word?) of it is going to be enough. The cover alone is enough to make you want to pick this one up. The guy looks like the love child of Bob Ross and Justin Timberlake. Check it:


If the cover doesn't get you, just turn the record over and look at the title of the second song. Whole Pot of Jelly (for one slice of toast). I don't have to hear that song to know that it's beast. Of course, then I did and words cannot describe. I'll just let The Wing take care of it:


So Beast!!!!! Kind of sounds like he has a sewing pin up his dickhole but who cares. I think Leo Sayer wishes everyday of his life that he was Pete Wingfield. Again, this album is just another example of why collecting records is so great. My life has surely improved since I found this record. Not even the best lox, the boldest coffee, the fluffiest flapjacks, the freshest juice, the sweetest scone, or the crispiest bacon can compare to this Breakfast Special.