Forty-six of the songs used, over the last couple of years, to sell us shit. A work of undeniable postmodern genius in itself, then. But does it function? In the case of KFC's selections, yes. So soulfully orgasmic are Laura Greene's "Moonlight, Music And You", The Chi-Lites' "What Do I Wish For?" and Jackie Wilson's "Who Who Song" that you'd gladly eat the food to be near them.
