My journey through the decades of pop has introduced me to many fine examples of work by numerous artists.Great lyrics and great music.It has also unearthed,from the very bowels of ineptitude,the prattlings of the stupid.Yes,the stupid are on show it seems at every other stop.Is there to be no shelter from these merchants of madness?Sadly there isn't,and in this day and age it's my sad duty to cut these pieces of waste to ribbons and place them out in the broad daylight of reason for all to gape at.Does anyone who sang it,especially in this day and age,realise just how insane Try a little tenderness sounds?I doubt it,for if they did they would think twice before singing it.The above line is perhaps the daftest in the song,which is why I've pinpointed it.Guys,who in their right senses would waste time anticipating things they will never,never possess?Unless,that is,they aren't in their right senses.Is that the picture the writer of this dumbness was painting of women?One wonders where his brain was at. We're told that girls do get weary wearing the same old dress.Like,what?I mean what girl,especially today,is going to put up with that particular state of affairs?However,we're told to keep warbling soft words of comfort,in the spirit of tenderness to them in the meantime,which they'll never forget,and that as long as we love them that's all that matters.Guys,what kind of complete and final insanity is this?Everyone knows that it takes much more to cement a relationship than gently spoken I love yous.The number sounds like the last word in madness in today's age,in which it isn't always easy for the sexes to know how best to relate to each other in the first place,although the 90s were even worse in that respect perhaps.One of the greatest puzzles of all is that so many artists have had a stab at this particular number,when,in reality,someone,somewhere along the line, should have realised first just how patronising towards women,and just how generally cretinous it really is.No self respecting girl,nay-sane girl,would represent the wierd and wonderful woman conjured up by this mess of madness in a million years.The case for the prosecution rests.