Samantha Fox - Touch Me -deluxe Edition- May 2026

Hearing the “Extended Club Mix” of “Touch Me” is a revelation. It adds a full minute of percussive intro—cowbells, rimshots, a throbbing synth bassline—before Samantha even utters a word. It’s no longer a pop song; it’s a command. Similarly, the “Hot Tracks Mix” of “Do Ya Do Ya (Wanna Please Me)” strips the song down to a frantic, piano-driven garage-house beat, showcasing how Fox’s music was embraced by the early house and LGBTQ+ club scenes.

Disc Three (in physical editions, or a third digital “volume”) goes even deeper: alternative mixes, instrumental versions, and rare foreign-language recordings. Yes, Samantha Fox singing “Touch Me” in Spanish (“Tócame”) and Italian (“Toccami”) is here, and it is gloriously, unashamedly kitschy. Her pronunciation is earnest, the backing tracks are identical, and the effect is surreal—like hearing your favorite neighbor suddenly break into a Eurovision performance. Any great deluxe edition lives or dies by its contextual material, and this one soars. The 24-page booklet (in the CD set) features a new essay by pop historian Michael Heatley, who does not shy away from the complexity of Fox’s image. He details how she was discovered at 16 as a Page 3 model, the exploitation of the tabloid industry, and her remarkably clear-eyed transition to music. Fox has always insisted that Touch Me was her escape plan—a way to use the notoriety she never asked for as a platform to do what she actually loved: sing. Samantha Fox - Touch Me -Deluxe Edition-

Released by Cherry Red Records’ imprint, Demon Music Group, this wasn't a cynical cash-grab. It was an archaeological expedition. A three-disc (or digital) treasure chest that didn't just remaster the original album—it reanimated an entire era. To hold it, or even to queue it on a streaming service, is to open a time capsule from 1986-1987, when hi-NRG beats ruled the clubs, gated reverb was king, and a 19-year-old woman with a leather jacket and a defiant sneer took control of her own narrative. The first disc presents the original Touch Me album, but not as you remember it. Remastered from the original master tapes by acclaimed engineer Tim Debney, the sonic upgrade is startling. The low-end on “Touch Me (I Want Your Body)” no longer sounds like it’s fighting through a transistor radio; the bass synth now thumps with a physical weight. Samantha’s voice—a surprisingly capable, husky alto often overshadowed by her image—sits front and center. You hear the confidence in her delivery on “I’m All You Need,” the playful desperation on “Holding,” and the genuine soulful ache on the ballad “Want Me to Want You.” Hearing the “Extended Club Mix” of “Touch Me”