Yes, dear readers, this is brilliant. Absolutely sodding brilliant. Stop sniggering at the back. Apparently inspired by Guy Richie's brilliant dumping of a former girlfriend ("I love you baby, but face it, she's Madonna", a line that forms the chorus) this is a slab of absolute deep-fried electro gold, as camp as a row of tents, barking mad (there's even a Japanese spoken word section!) and with a strange feeling of wide-eyed beauty pouring out of every one of Robbie William's (allegedly) gak-incrusted pores. Hopefully, this will inspire a public reappraisal of Robbie's absolutely fucking ace 'Rudebox' album, which will lift it into the pantheon of the great unappreciated albums (remember how much you hated 'Kid A' when it came out?) where it belongs. But we doubt it. People can be so fickle, can't they?
Yes, dear readers, this is brilliant. Absolutely sodding brilliant. Stop sniggering at the back. Apparently inspired by Guy Richie's brilliant dumping of a former girlfriend ("I love you baby, but face it, she's Madonna", a line that forms the chorus) this is a slab of absolute deep-fried electro gold, as camp as a row of tents, barking mad (there's even a Japanese spoken word section!) and with a strange feeling of wide-eyed beauty pouring out of every one of Robbie William's (allegedly) gak-incrusted pores. Hopefully, this will inspire a public reappraisal of Robbie's absolutely fucking ace 'Rudebox' album, which will lift it into the pantheon of the great unappreciated albums (remember how much you hated 'Kid A' when it came out?) where it belongs. But we doubt it. People can be so fickle, can't they?