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Monday, March 12th, 2012

Scandi pop!

Good news for your Monday – ALPHABEAT ARE BACK! Yay! They release a new single today Vacationgo and download it NOW on iTunes. It’s dead good promise and the perfect bouncy, Spring pop injection to your working week.

It’s nice to have them back. They always make an effort. Look how good they look. Look at their nice suits and hair:

Alphabeat hail from Denmark, currently the coolest country in the world thanks to fancy restaurants and tv shows about detectives in quality knitwear, and are stars of the Scandi pop scene. In light of this, let us pay homage to some Nordic singing stars.

First, some facts: Scandinavia, land of snow, pickled fish and a smorgasbord of beautiful blondes is made up of the three kingdoms of Sweden, Norway and Denmark. Finland and Iceland are not strictly in the gang. Soz guys. It’s a top pop haven producing consistently good pop acts that have impacted upon the charts worldwide for all the right reasons. It’s like a modern days hits factory, or Motown, except it’s spread over several countries and quite a lot of ice and a lot of the acts are white. So not like Motown. Motown in negative maybe. Perhaps more like S/A/W/ without Sonia. No bad thing.

Here are our current Scandi pop crushes from then and now.


This is Oh Land. Say hello.

Danish ethereal beauty. She’s not released anything in the UK (why not please Oh Land?) sticking to native Denmark and a bit of the old US for now, although she did support Katy Perry on her recent tour over here, but no chart threaten as yet. Going off her latest video, she seems to like sloshing around in a white frock in an indoor pond generally looking better than we ever would. Damn that fresh glacial air and outdoors lifestyle. If our nation didn’t survive on Quavers and sitting down we’d ALL look like this you know.

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Manhattan Buspass

Not the only Scandi pop star making a comeback are Alphabeat, although it’s not really a comeback, it’s not like they’re been away for ten years. Unlike this guy. Swoon-a-rama girls – it’s MORTEN HARKET!

Here he is:

And here he is then in his A-ha glory:

And here he is with the lads larking. Nice ass!

He looks good doesn’t he? Clearly no one from that neck of the woods is challenged facially. His new single is here, well sort of. It’s ripped from a Norwegian radio station so has the bonus thoughts of the track from the radio presenter at the end. Well, we’re guessing that’s what he’s saying as we don’t speak Norwegian. Can anyone confirm either way? Oh, the single sounds promising too. And we’re not swayed by his dreamy face to say that. Honest.

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This is Robyn. But you probably know this anyway.

Robyn is generally amazing. At 18 years old she had her first hit with Show Me Love. No, not the rave on, it’s this one. Also, she’s Robyn with a y and more importantly not Robin S. Anyway, after displeasing her record label with her change of musical direction towards a more electronic feel – where indeed she resides today – she dumped them and set up her own label and has done pretty well since. Bet those guys at her old label are thrilled with their savvy A&R knowledge. She makes exceptionally good pop. Like no rubbish. At all. Why she isn’t held in greater esteem one will never know. Maybe it’s something to do with her severe hair and the fact she doesn’t parp on about herself like all these other popstars des nos jours. We’ll parp on her behalf: ROBYN RULES.

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Abba. Them dungarees aren’t hiding much are they Bjorn?

Often derided as “naff” (possibly because of an enthusiasm for sateen pants and tidy beards) Abba wrote stupidly good music with really difficult harmonies that only come to light when you realise your screeching along is making the cat cry. Ok, the lyrics were a bit ropey at times – “I figured it made sense / Building me a fence” – but English isn’t their first language and how are YOUR rhyming couplets in Swedish, hmm?

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Annie. Further example of the NO ONE IS UNATTRACTIVE IN SCANDI POP WORLD theory in practice

For those of you who haven’t met, this is Annie. She has a green belt in karate and a black belt in EXCELLENT. She also has every reason for jealous girls to hate on her – stupidly pretty, nice hair, not fat, probably quite happy, is a pop star etc – but you can’t because her songs are so good. See how pop conquers all, SEE?

Thursday, March 1st, 2012

Welsh pop wonders

It’s national Wales day. Or St David’s day. Whichever, in honour of this day some people in Wales are attaching vegetables to their sweaters and women are dressing like this:

Nothing sinister about that.

We’re not putting anything on our jumpers (it’s a bit warm out anyway for layers) and you’re going to have to fight us to get us in one of them bonnets, so let’s pay homage to one of our fine nations and salute the welsh dragons of pop.


Steve Strange: the New Romantic via Rhyl.

The future Visage frontman hails from Wales (obviously as he wouldn’t be included on here). After seeing The Sex Pistols in Newport he started organising punk gigs in his hometown. Not sure how well attended they were but music certainly became the driving force in his life and he moved to London to be the DJ and host at Blitz, the hysterically fashionable night for lads who borrowed their mum’s blouses and mazza (aka New Romantics) at the then Camden Palace which is now KOKO where we reside once a month. So much in common with welsh culture makers have we.

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Ms Bassey, the Tiger Bay girl with lungs that could solve our wind power woes

Shirley. Ah, Shirls. Knocked up at 16 and married to a gay at 24, Shirley got to the top through hard work, grit and natural showbiz brilliant talent that money just can’t buy. Let that be lesson to you X-Factor hopefuls! She was born to belt out a ballad and even at 75 can still reach the high notes with probably no need for any vocal amplification. Seriously, she’s DEAD loud. Never seen without sequins, feathers and good hair. She is diva MAX. Bond would be half the man without her.

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Shaky. Or Shakin’ Stevens if you’re a bit more formal.

This is the real Welsh Elvis. Not that microphone-haired- elderly-sex-pest. Shakin’ Stevens was like your Uncle who all your mum’s mates fancied, who you suspect did actually practice his pseudo-Presley leg jigging dance in the mirror daily. Maybe he did the Elvis lip curl and attempt the accent. too Actually, no maybes, he definitely did that. No question. Here he is on Top of the Pops with his fashionable cod-rock and roll honky-tonk when everyone else was down Steve Strange’s club in their nan’s fur coat.

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Duffy’s from Wales too. That’s good… next!

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Catherine Zeta-Jones. Perhaps pop’s not for you. No offence

Former Darling Bud and successful suer of Hello! Magazine, Catherine Zeta-Jones had a minor music career in the early 90s. She can sing sure, but one suspects the attempted chart attack was based around her looks rather than her musical skill. Never mind, she’s married to Michael Douglas, won an OSCAR and lives in LA being dead rich and successful so she probably couldn’t give two hoots about her top 40 scraping singles. And neither should we. They’re rubbish.

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Bonnie Tyler. She’ll blow your f***in’ head off.

No Welsh line up is complete without the blond bombshell from the Valleys, Bonnie Tyler. Hooking up with the Meatloaf producer / collaborater Jim Steinman was the rocket fuel for Bonnie’s career after a steady start in the 70s with a neat bowl cut. Suddenly she was a woman transformed, with passionate, dramatic songs, great big, bombastic production and fashionable feather cut hair. They bloody love her in Germany. Who can blame them?

Friday, February 10th, 2012

Tell us your Guilty Pleasure and WIN!


Would you walk over hot coals for the taste of the perfect burger? Would you? You must really like them then.

What’s your Guilty Pleasure? Come on, be honest we’ve all got one. Some of us have several. But we aren’t here to judge. No, we’re hear to celebrate and we want to hear about your Guilty Pleasures and the lengths in which you go to to enjoy them.

We’re after the best tales and stories of indulging in your desires and our favourite ones will bag you VIP tickets for you and three mates to a Guilty Pleasures night of your choice* AND we’ll publish your prize-winning story on our blog and tell the world about it. Email your story to info@guiltypleasures.co.uk with MY GUILTY PLEASURE in the subject and over the next few months we’ll be picking out and publishing winners galore!

They don’t have to be musical, it can be a love affair with shoes or cheese or a fixation with fashion, but nothing too mucky of course. We are respectable members of society after all…

Do your friends know about the extremes you go to in your pursuit of pleasure? Does your partner know you still can’t stop buying dreadful Take That merchandise off ebay and you have been bribing the postman to deliver elsewhere for months? Did you walk three miles in driving wind and rain for your last ever Woolies pick and mix? No that would be ridiculous wouldn’t it! Who would do that? Can’t think anyone could be so stupid about confectionary.

If this sounds familiar and you fancy bagging yourself a free night out on us, then confess! Tell all about your Guilty Pleasure! You’ll feel better when you do, promise!

TELL YOUR TALES NOW

* Subject to availability. We have to say that.

Friday, February 3rd, 2012

Let’s talk about the new Madonna video

Here are the headlines:

Nicky Minaj and M.I.A. are cheerleaders.

She’s pushing a pram.

American Footballers feature heavily and help her walk sideways on a wall.

She is strutting around in a leotard looking amazing much to the Daily Mail’s horror.

Her hair is fantastic.

But what is the most brilliant thing of all is that she’s not done something “outrageous” to try and outdo our current flock of young, female pop stars who have been touted as knocking Madonna from the Queen of Pop throne. She’s not reacted in the way we may have suspected she could have done after a slightly curt appearance on the Graham Norton show.

She’s just done something really fun. And most importantly, really good.

It’s not try hard, it’s not aggressive, there’s no crotch-grabbing, crucifix-humping shock antics. She’s played it brilliantly well. She’s just being an excellent pop star. But of course she would. We shouldn’t expect anything less.

Face it she’s Madonna.

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Listen up! It’s the Soft Rock Disco Show


Oh I love this one – turn it up!

Sean Rowley’s latest soft rock disco radio show has washed ashore ready for your ears to tune in to. You can click here and listen to it.

A perfect hour to soundtrack your last minute tax bill, or maybe the ironing or cooking tonight’s tea. It’s totally up to you what you do when you listen, we aren’t going to judge.

LISTEN NOW TO THE SHOW. THIS LOOKS A BIT LIKE AN ORDER BUT IT ISN’T. IT’S MORE TO DRAW YOUR ATTENTION TO THE FACT THIS IS A LINK