James Arden checks out the garage rockers latest album.
The Christian rock band from Brighton bring religion to the masses.
Recipe for modern R'n'B album: liberal helpings of guest rappers and an overdose of sexual euphemisms.
'A grower' personified; if there's ever a song that appears to get better with each listen then this is it. On the other hand, the song itself doesn't change, so must in fact be making a change in you. Is this change altogether welcome? Could there be something malicious hiding within the alteration the Ting Tings are making to your brain? What horrific plans does this plan, surely orchestrated by both Radio 1 and Columbia Records, have in store? It seems, unfortunately, that only old father time will be able to give us the answers to those questions.
Exactly a year since Umberella stormed into the top of the charts and changed all of our lives forever Rihanna celebrates by releasing a song displaying a contrasting side to her character. The contrast of slow and boring against exciting and danceable. Songs like these are created with the sole intention of breaking the Coldplay/Sigur Ros tedium of programmes like Britain's Got Talent so that producers can pipe some renewed emotional depth into their soulless money-grabbing enterprise. Like a slowed down Walking in Memphis with all the fun sucked out of it.
Ex-pat pensioner continues to be brilliant by luring young talent into her songs. This is perhaps the part of the 'have a long and successful career' talk that Michael Jackson misunderstood slightly. One can only imagine that we are heading towards a time in around 15 years where Madge can 'ft' her small army of adopted children on a record, in a sort of R n B pastiche of It's a Small World. And it'll be good.
A man who did something clever with his name (punctuation) 'ft' a woman who did something rather silly (taking the surname of a 'not nice' man). What is in this play of naming? Well, it seems that both parties may have used up all their creativity in their naming acts as they have only managed to create something so generic it could have been created by a computer filled with every American R n B hit from the past decade. Just churning them out Will, churning them out like a bitter ice-cream maker.
Still the best song in the charts, yet still refuses to climb to number one. How can you explain this travesty, 'The Record Buying Public'? No. No you can't. Now go to your respective rooms until you're sorry.
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