Dance Mirror Ball Remixes
Olivia Newton-John SOUL KISS (Mirror Ball's 30th Anniversary Remix)

This mix was made using:
Soul Kiss (Radio Edit)
Soul Kiss (Extended Remix Version
Soul Kiss (Dub Mix)
Jealousy (Moto Blanco Instrumental)

The album that effectively ended Olivia's popular music career and represented her final proper pop 'hit' turns a remarkable 30 this month.
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Boasting album photography by Helmut Newton (front and rear) and Herb Ritts (inner), this was a sultrier Olivia than anyone had seen before. She has since conceded that this was part of MCA's vision for the album, pushing the image change prompted by the end of 'Grease' and the 'Physical' single to new extremes. Produced by longtime mentor John Farrar, 'Soul Kiss' took his signature warm sound and gave it a more synthesised edge. The result is an album that sounds both like and unlike Olivia, a sort of sonic experiment that most fans would admit yielded mixed results. The critics felt the same way...

People magazine wrote:

'Olivia convinced everyone with her 1981 album Physical that she was aware of sex. Recent events in her personal life would seem to have sufficiently reaffirmed that awareness. So why this exercise in supersleaze, which runs from the kink of the jacket photograph through the tune Culture Shock, which seems to be a musical tribute to ménages à trois? Overnight Observation is about a doctor trying to seduce a woman patient. You Were Great, How Was I?, an otherwise appealing duet with Beach Boy Carl Wilson backed by producer John Farrar's version of B.B. harmonies, tries to play on its title, without a smattering of wit. In the title tune, Olivia wails on about getting down on her knees and sighs passionately. So curious is this preoccupation with the details of mating that it detracts mightily from the musical aspects of the LP. Farrar and Newton-John have developed a distinctive style for her that carries over across country-pop-rock boundary lines. There's still that almost eerie combination of her cool, frail voice (now mixed with occasional snarls that are apparently supposed to be sexy) and the hypnotic riffs of his synthesizers. As the clever Physical proved, there's a dry ice kind of heat to Newton-John's music that stands on its own; there's no need for all the blatant tarting up. If Olivia's career keeps going this way, just about the only thing she will be able to do next is record an album of duets with Dr. Ruth'.

Rolling Stone called it a 'good-to-excellent album':

After a long period of corporate fine tuning, MCA released Olivia's Soul Kiss with a kinky Helmut Newton cover, a lean John Farrar production and a fun single, the album's title track. Originally (and wisely) passed on by Tina Turner, "Soul Kiss" is just right for Newton-John. She proves once again that she is the best pure pop singer working today. Check her out live sometime, mark her for range, pitch, phrasing, energy, ballsiness and, yes, commitment to the songs, and see if you don't agree.

Too bad the rest of the material doesn't match up. There are good songs, but no other bull's-eyes, and a pair of embarrassments. "Queen of the Publication" is a Livvy-as-crack-journalist fantasy that would have worked better as the storyboard to a feminine-deodorant commercial. In "Culture Shock" Newton-John asks her hurt beau if her other beau can move in with them. It's a male pipe dream in which nothing but the pronouns have been changed.

Olivia... may be cut wrong for this week's pop meat rack, and maybe for next week's too. If that's so, the fault lies with wardrobe and one or two ill-chosen songs'.