Did we like it?
We liked the concept; hated the execution; didn’t mind some of the performances; and disagreed with the slogan – “music’s hippest artists celebrate their shameful pop secrets” – on the grounds that the line-up was uniformly un-hip and the songs they sung would only induce shame in sheep who live in the shadow of media trendology.
What was good about it?
• The Feeling’s version of Video Killed the Radio Star appealed to us (seeing as we don’t feel at all guilty about liking The Feeling or “the 70s classic”).
• Sophie Ellis Bextor’s Yes Sir, I Can Boogie (with a smidgeon of Odyssey’s Use It Up And Wear It Out) was a delight.
• The Magic Numbers managed to actually improve on Islands In The Stream.
• The Supergrass twosome ended the show brilliantly bashing out Beat It in grungy style. (PS Gaz Coombs still looks hot).
• Jody Latham loves Dolly Parton; Gareth Gates loves Bon Jovi. Cute guys, cute tastes.
• Sean Rowley’s excellent Guilty Pleasures radio show may attract some new listeners (pity BBC London has moved it to Friday nights from Sunday lunchtime when it was ideal listening).
What was bad about it?
• Fearne Cotton was the wrong presenter. It needed someone with a sense of irony and without a care in the world about credibility and conformity (eg Danny Baker, Iain Lee), not a wanna-be-loved lickspittle like Fearne.
• KT Tunstall’s “fresh new twist” to John Farnham’s The Voice was to perform it in an off-key yell; Amy Macdonald’s Sweet Caroline wasn’t much cop, either, as she sounded like she was impersonating a decrepit club singer.
• Chubby Craig David’s truly dreadful screeching of If You Let Me Stay by Terence Trent Darby. It wasn’t the worst performance of the night – chubby Kelly Osbourne’s Total Eclipse atrocity was – but it was the most cringeworthy hero-to-zero moment of the night. Who’d have thought that David was once thought to be cool?
• The talking heads hell. Usual suspects (the gruesome Grants, Anstis, Nelson, Emma B etc) had nothing worthwhile to say.
• The ridiculous use of canned laughter to end the talking heads segments.
• Leigh Francis’s unfunny new creation Keith Lemon was among the talking heads. Indeed, any lightweight who has ever walked into an ITV studio was forced in front of the cameras to talk garbage.