Another one for the list of my musical crimes - the new album by that nice Will Young. I've never owned any of his music before (the copy of his first album which is in my possession came from my rule of 'Finders Keepers, Losers Weepers at the beach. Just FYI.) Auntie Kim very sweetly bought this new one for me, for Christmas.
The first single, Jealousy, is like an earworm. And it turns out that the rest of the album is like that, too. My top three are Come On, Runaway and Personal Thunder. I am listening to this album on endless repeat and really struggling to get bored with it.
I always used to think that there was a grating chipmunk quality to the Young voice, but I've changed my mind. (Sidebar: I've changed my mind about Gary Oldman's Smiley, too. But that's a different blog.) And, frankly, there is something appealing about the fact that when Will Young's singing about his broken heart he's singing about a boy. Sorry, tiny bit of politics there. Won't do it again.
Herself can tune out my singing, and doesn't hear half the nonsense that comes out of my mouth, but she says that she likes this album, so you have a second opinion. She had to watch me dancing round the beach house to Thriller yesterday - wife and woofy sitting there staring at me with a mixture of affection and alarm. Ah, good times.
Anyway, I'm wittering. Will Young's album Echoes. It's a good un.
PS - the dog lovers should watch this video...
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i hope you did the Thriller dance. 'that' i would like to see. i know Jealousy courtesy of Magic/Heart in dad's car. it is oretty good. ill take your advice and check it out. he is 'a nice man'. alice saw him at her work one day.
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