Celine Dion’s on it. That’s a face you’d never tire of slapping. If it wasn’t for the fact that she won the Eurovision Song Contest once, and will one day need to be mummified or stuffed and put on show in a glass box, in a museum, in Brighton, i would have to have her assassinated.
Shakira’s on it. Shakira?! Let’s get this straight here and now. Latin countries are still holding lighters aloft to the same old laboured pub rock arena tat that we gave up on sometime around Phil Collins and Marillion (what do you mean, they’re both still going?!). She’s only filling stadiums around the globe because the globe is full of homesick south americans. But let’s face it, its the only reason our very own Paul Weller can play to more than just his roadies in New York. And the basis, surely, for ANY Gerry & The Pacemakers world tour.
Wednesday, 25 July 2007
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butI thought you loved her at Wembley last March.
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