It’s euro a go-go as he explores the disco territories of Europe via Giorgio Moroda and pays homage to Andrew Gold, who left this world on Saturday via death. RIP Andrew, thank YOU for being a friend.
Here it and he is with all that musical marvellousness – THIS WAY PLEASE
Runcorn. A town nestled betwixt Warrington and Liverpool that is famous for producing huge quantities of industrial chemicals and a long running dire sitcom on BBC Three starring Will Mellor.
It’s not the most engaging of characteristics and one can imagine the town often feels it’s given a disservice. Unless they all like Two Pints of Lager and a packet of Crisps (the aforementioned programme not the pub refreshment combo) but one will err on the side of “no we effing well don’t” with that one.
But now Runcorn has something to make all the north west towns green with envy in the shape of Nicola Roberts.
Sure, she’s always been around thanks to her part in pop’s top girl band Girls Aloud, but she was never given the lead vocal because Nadine and Cheryl were too caught up in playing a megalomaniacal “who’s boss?” competition of their own creation.
Girls Aloud (and some chains).
Then GA went a bit quiet and each member decided to do their own thing and not actually say they’ve split up because no one does that anymore. It is hard to say goodbye and frankly we’re not ready to leave GA in the pop past. So what’s happened since they last walloped the charts as a group?
Well Nadine went off to open an Irish theme pub in America and then to Tesco to sell her album and it got buried under the BOGOF Monster Munch; Chezza has done a lot of salute-based dance moves and recently bored us all to tears with X Factor faux drama; Kimberley is just lovely but should never have done ANYTHING with Aggro Santos as frankly she can do a lot better and Sarah has lost her Stockport vowels and did a bit of the old acting.
And Nicola? What of she? Well she decided she’s embrace her pale skin, rock her mane of red splendour, look brilliant in clothes and make a stupidly ace single with Diplo.
This is the World Cup. Admittedly for Football, but a world cup all the same. GP doesn’t have one. If we did it would be made out of playdough so this is probably a better illustration.
Due to their being no major footballing event this summer (apart from ongoing corruption, bungs, competitive buffet eating and demonstrative greed – allegedly – at FIFA) 6 music are having a Guilty Pleasures World Cup this week on the station to find the top Guilty Pleasure track.
Songs will be pitted against in other to leave on the strongest two tracks to go head to head against each other for the final on Friday when Sean and Anna will be in the studio to help crown the winner.
It’s all happening (really, it is!) on the Steve Lamacq show which kicks off at 4pm every day. It what some stations call drive. Or drivetime. Not sure if they do. They might be a bit too cool for that.
We don’t love Crowded House. Crowded House whom we don’t love
So upon hearing this version of their (dire) Weather with You single sung avec Jerry himself, it leaves us with mixed emotions. It’s Jerry! Jerry singing! Singing in a slightly nervy karaoke-style with suggestions of a not-bad-voice! This is GOOD.
BUT IT’S CROWDED HOUSE. CROWDED HOUSE ARE RUBBISH.
Does it mean he’s a fan? A fan of Crowded House? Really? Ah come on!
Have a listen and see if you can help us as we’re in a right tiz about it.