If the predictions are correct, this will be the final Single Reviews due to tomorrow’s big ol’ Rapture. Mind you, that prediction came from an American telly evangelist, so if we’re to believe him, we should also believe God wants us to send monthly instalments of $350 to the affiliated cable network. Save your soul now, and choose from this charming carriage clock or superb teasmaid!
We open with a man who’s become the punchbag of preference for a world of pop snobs, Olly Murs. Granted, his milky reggae hasn’t been all that deserving of acclaim, but it’s done the trick. New release Busy won’t win him any new fans, its bouncy, unpretentious charm ready to soundtrack a million yummy mummies’ in-car stereos. And hey, we’ll take any opportunity to point out we were right about Joe McElderry being the X Factor’s worst ever winner.
Plain White T’s are next under the Sloppy Dog brand of scrutiny, with the typically twee Boomerang. The bijou, sugary verses build up to a substantial, more forceful chorus, although the Love Is... tone is carried throughout. Not everyone’s going to enjoy the gentle strum and gooey sentiment, but what the Plain White T’s do, they do very well. Whaddaya mean ‘damning with faint praise’...?
Single of the Week is awarded to Jessie J, who seems to highlight more and more of her peculiar flaws the more time she spends in the spotlight. And yet, taking Nobody’s Perfect as a standalone entity, its raw sincerity and integrity make for a seriously impressive single. In fact, it’s remarkable how good it actually sounds outside of the misshapen sphere of debut album Who You Are – if she can rein in the self-parody and produce more of this ilk, that buzz might well be deserved.
And finally, The Saturdays attempt to mark their return with a largely pointless, vocoder-abusing example of nothingness in the shape of Notorious. The club clichés and overtwiddled electro are predictably present, and bring essentially sod-all to the table. And FYI, girls, there’s not a whole lot of credibility to an Irish folk singer, a rent-a-bellower, a posh public school bimbette and a couple of S Club Juniors claiming to be the ‘big boss’ and a ‘gangsta’.
Friday, May 20, 2011
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