A cover so humble that it’s almost just a mix, but glued to my playlist anyway. I don’t know what people were expecting from this – self-reference? snare rushes? sex? – but what they’re getting is a faithful version, with a little compression polish applied here and there, like body glitter. It sounds great. Like a lot of covers, good and bad, ‘Girls On Film’ reminds me how fine its original was. But it doesn’t make me dig up my Duran singles: I just hit the back button. Listening to both would be like kissing twins.