Friday, October 08, 2010

Single Reviews 11/10/10

At this time of year, we’d ordinarily use this little blurb ahead of the Single Reviews to rant and rave about The X Factor and its frankly peculiar activities and/or outcomes. However, the G-word has garnered quite enough attention this week, plus we’ll be storing our venom for tomorrow night’s live blog of the first live episode (N.B. dependent on the effectiveness of several Boots own-brand cold and flu remedies).

So with a certain entertainment show dominating the media, the House of Commons, and watercoolers across the land, where better to begin than with reigning champ Joe McElderry? Impressively, he’s moved on a tad from the corny theatrical vibe he peddled on the show, and Ambitions is a passable little ditty in itself (if nothing groundbreaking), but the cocktail of falsetto, cheese and sexlessness strays far too close to Mika country.

Single of the Week, to the surprise of precisely no-one, is awarded to the ever-marvellous We Are Scientists, who continue to straddle the polar-opposite pigeonholes of legendary genius and lovable indie goofiness. I Don’t Bite prides itself on a spiky, stabbing ohrwurm riff, which melts into a hefty, soaring chorus and adds yet another gold star to a back catalogue incapable of a single dud. Obvious, perhaps, but it’s not our fault they’re so awesome, is it?

And similarly predictable is our disdain for Scouting For Girls, who dare to bother the charts again this week with Don’t Want To Leave You. There’s perhaps a degree of hypocrisy in pointing out their predictability, as our hatred of these fucktards (and our love of We Are Scientists) is as foreseeable as the pedestrian, repetitive excuse of a chorus. Seriously, who continues to part with money for this sewage? If you have one Scouting For Girls song, YOU HAVE THEM ALL.

Closing proceedings is a decent take on the Terence Trent D’arby calling card Sign Your Name, as interpreted by a seemingly-ageless Sheryl Crow. Production-wise, it’s nothing too drastic, leaving the brunt of the update to Crow’s distinctive tone, which the backing vocals from Justin Timberlake actually complement rather nicely. Maybe he ought to stick to such ventures? It’d save us all a world of arrogant Emperor’s-New-Clothes R&B claptrap...

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