P Diddy/Puff Daddy/Pandy (whatever his name is now- honestly, Prince changed his name to some strange symbol and got endlessly bitched about, yet this twat changes his name to something utterly ridiculous AGAIN AND AGAIN, each time to something more ridiculous, yet gets off scott free. Where's the justice?) ft. the Pussycat Doll who can sing- Come To Me
Urgh. What is the point? The guy can't rap (okay, he's better than Pharrel, but given some half-arsed beats, and a false sense of genius, Thora Hird would be better than Pharrel), he doesn't write his own songs. The only reason he seems to exist is to go on VH1's 'The Fabulous Life Of's', displaying his ridiculous amount of jewellery. The guy makes Mr. T look like he's going for minimalist chic. This, like too many hip hop/r'n'b songs, is just boring. You could rope in all the strippers-done-good in the world, it still wouldn't be worth releasing. But here's a fun game that i found on the internet. It's called which Pussycat Doll is/was/might have been a man. Answers on a postcard...
2/10- Worst Single of the Week
Beck- Cellphone's Dead
There's so many moments when this is almost great. The tinkly piano bit in the background, the bit when the woman's voice comes in, etcetra. So why then, does Beck choose to ruin it by sounding completley bored throughout?
3/10
Razorlight- America
A song about America that isn't as deep, musically accomplished or as politically informed as Hugh Laurie's America song from A Bit Of Fry and Laurie.
5/10
Nerina Pallot- Sophia
This sounds too much like Vanessa Carlton. Where are the handclaps and shit analogies about war? Okay, 'Everybody's Gone To War' hardly had the same effect as, say, that David Hasselhoff song that brought down the Berlin Wall (said sarcastically), but it was far better than this.
4/10
Imogen Heap- Headlock
So, eight years or so after Speak For Yourself came out, she finally decides to release the best song off it. Rather than pissing about with the bloody vocoder, Imogen basically rewrites Rid of Me as a Bjork song. Which means quiet electronic blippy bits that then become big loud strings-y bits. And it's rather wonderful
8/10- Single of the Week
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