The Eurythmics without emotion, The Pretenders without insight and soul, Blondie without songs... Texas are no things to no people. And yet, they sell, and Spiteri? a bandwagon-jumper with karaoke talents ?is perceived as a 'strong woman', despite the embarrassing tomb-raiding of black music and con...
The Eurythmics without emotion, The Pretenders without insight and soul, Blondie without songs… Texas are no things to no people. And yet, they sell, and Spiteri? a bandwagon-jumper with karaoke talents ?is perceived as a ‘strong woman’, despite the embarrassing tomb-raiding of black music and constant TV-shaped grinning. Ach, the injustice. This isn’t even a genuine best-of: inexplicably, it gives the baa-ing mob (and Chris Evans) a couple of hits (the Al Green rip-off “Say What You Want”, the title track) and a bunch of neutered, nondescript fillers. Sexless.
