Thank you to everyone (well, both of you) who sent in the link for this brilliant video to Lights' new track 'Saviour'.
"Basically," the Canadian popstrel notes in her MySpace blog, "in this video you're going to get a cheap ride into my alternate universe - a little look at how my ideas spawn, whether from writing or drawing or just looking at things around me in real life. I also get to live out (somewhat) my fantasy of becoming a superhero and saving strange little animals (someday I'll graduate to saving humans). The director, Robo, did an incredible job bringing all my strange concepts to life, and in the most beautiful way."
Blah blah blah. Excellent song and video, though.
Make sure you catch Lights at the V Festival and if you don't see her there she's doing a London date on August 25
Ignore the headline, she's nothing like Little Boots at all. 'What were we thinking', etc.
Carolina Liar's 'Show Me What I'm Looking For' didn't really happen when it was released a couple of months ago, but it's nice to hear it pootling away in the background of trailers to 'The Time Traveler's Wife'.
All Saints' 'Studio One' is no modern classic, but it deserves better than this rather demeaning position on the shelves of Poundland.
For future reference, the true value of each album is as follows (prices accurate as at August 10 2009):
Journey South album: £0.37
All Saints album: £4.24
Zutons album: £0.92
Fatboy Slim album: £0.11
This means that if one were to purchase each of these albums, £4 would be spent on pop worth a total of £5.64. Poundland therefore offers good value to the consumer. But beware The Poundland Trap: if you bought only the Journey South, Zutons and Fatboy Slim albums you'd make a loss of £2.60.
In other news - no sign of Louis Walsh in Poundland's 'Very Best Of Ireland' display. :(
Hold up - here he is.
It's a shame 'Fast Track To Fame' has been reduced so quickly, given all the time and effort Louis no doubt put into writing it. Those late nights, those early mornings, those agonising decisions about which words of wisdom made the final cut. Be very clear, this was a real labour of love for Louis and was by no means a shoddy ghostwritten cash-in job (to which Louis merely lent his name in exchange for some cash) and which therefore fully deserved to be quickly marked down, boxed up and sent off to gather dust in Poundland.
