It's Friday! Except, of course, it's not. It's Monday, but our video decided to play silly buggers on Friday night and felt that it's recording of Top of the Pops would be vastly improved if it didn't bother with the sound. Despite the fact it was probably right, we felt we'd be doing a disservice if we used that to write this piece, so had to wait until the late night repeat on Saturday, hence the lateness of this review. Still, other than the fact we need to get a new video, here's what we learnt from this weeks Top of the Pops:-
- The Manic Street Preachers are settling into the more mature sound quite nicely, although we can't shake off the feeling that if the drums weren't quite so thumping, this would fit quite happily on a Dido album.
- Speaking of drums, Sean, the Manics' drummer, knocked over his kit at the end of the song. This is the only interesting thing he has ever done.
- Unless you count having bad haircuts as being interesting.
- Which we don't.
- Darius proved that the remarkably ace Kinda Love was very much a one off the mind numbingly dull follow up, Live Twice.
- Judging by his dancing style, The lead singer of Rooster should really have gone to the toilet before he went on stage.
- Britney's backing band, who appear at the end of the video for Do Something, have quite clearly never held a musical instrument in their life. It's for this reason, and her flying pink truck, that this is one of the best music videos ever.
- The video for Good Charlotte's I Just Wanna Live is quite good, the band managing to look marginally less twattish than normal when dressed up as food. Someone should have told them, however, that there is nothing more dull than songs based around the theme of "Isn't being famous rubbish.
- The lyrics of Soldier, the new single by Destiny's Child, being of the "I need a soldier to look after me" vibe, are somewhat at odds with those of Independent Women (Part 1).
- Elvis is number one. Again. We're only three weeks into this re-releasing of every one of his number ones thing and already we're entirely bored with the whole concept. Elvis was unable to appear in person to perform his track, having signed an exclusive contract with CD:UK, so the BBC got in an Elvis impersonator to sing the song instead. They really didn't have to bother.
