This one does not feature an oiled up sax player from "The Lost Boys"

A band that was big in Canada in the 1980s.

Some lyrics to this song...

I pushed her tense face away from me
I pushed her tense face away from me
The hard smile, the voice going on
Like a razor blade on glass
All touch but no contact

It hit me like, it hit me like, it hit me like a slap
All, all touch
All touch and all touch and no contact
Challenging eyes above the rim of a cocktail glass
Hoping I'd react
All touch and all touch and no contact

I pushed his hand away from me
I pushed his hand away from me
Splintering fragments of conversation never got down
To cold hard facts
All touch but no contact

So good. Paisley Underground power pop perfection.

Even more relevant now than in 1980.

The landlord's here to visit
They're blasting disco down below
Says, "I'm doubling the rent 'cause the building's condemned
You're gonna help me buy City Hall"

But we can, you know we can
But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord man