At this sentence of year, we`d ordinarily use this little blurb ahead of the Single Reviews to rave and rant 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 strength of several Boots own-brand cold and flu remedies).
o with a certain entertainment show dominating the media, the Home of Commons, and watercoolers across the land, where best to get 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 faithful to Mika country.
Single of the Week, to the storm of precisely no-one, is awarded to the ever-marvellous We Are Scientists, who remain to span 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 leading 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 contempt for Scouting For Girls, who presume to trouble the charts again this week with Don`t Need To Give You. There`s maybe a point of hypocrisy in pointing out their predictability, as our hate of these fucktards (and our bed of We Are Scientists) is as foreseeable as the pedestrian, repetitive excuse of a chorus. Seriously, who continues to start with money for this sewage? If you have one Scouting For Girls song, YOU Get THEM ALL.
Closing proceedings is a decent return on the Terence Trent D`arby calling card Sign Your Name, as taken 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 backup vocals from Justin Timberlake actually complement rather nicely. Maybe he ought to get to such ventures? It`d save us all a world of arrogant Emperor`s-New-Clothes R&B claptrap...
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