So it’s happened again. British music manages to sneak its way up the US Billboard, and it turns out to be complete and utter shit music.
Why can’t it be something better? I mean, I’m not a fan of much of what plays on the radio, but if anything, ship the Arctic Monkeys, KT Tunstall or even (*shudder*) Coldplay over! Anything even vaguely decent has to be better than Mr. Valium himself, James “I once was a soldier but am now a pothead” Blunt.
A quote from a BBC News article sums up only too well why the US have taken a fancy to James Blunt; “Americans like Brits when they are the musical equivalent of Hugh Grant,” says Mr Needham. “Sensitive, slightly bumbling and a bit posh.”
I’m siding with Chris Moyles in saying James Blunt’s cd isn’t even worthy of becoming a coaster for my coffee mug (ok, he didn’t say it in those words, but he doesn’t think too highly of the man’s music) but please allow me to present you with an alternative version of the song. Much much better!