Boy in the Box was huge. To say otherwise is silly. Corey Hart to me was a bit of an enigma. He was a poster boy which meant he had no credibility, and was right up there with Platinum Blonde (another band I begrudgingly liked when no one was looking). His follow-up album Fields of Fire was Corey Hart's third album and people were expecting big things ... and others were waiting for him to fall flat on his face. I can't imagine the pressure he must have been under. He was still in his early '20s and was already a seasoned artist by 1986. For a pretty poster boy Corey Hart was the real deal, writing his own material and co-producing his own albums. The songs on Fields of Fire seem to pick up where he left off with Boy in the Box . There was a consistency to the songs that made them feel familiar, but it never felt like he was just flogging a dead horse and recycling himself. The band was again comprised of Russell Boswell on bass, Gary Breit on keys, Andy Hamilton on saxo...
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