Tim: You may remember that around this time last year I went to France —
Tom: “WTF” for short.
Tim: — and came back with three tracks for us to listen to. Believe it or not, the same thing has happened this year, and we’ll discuss them ordered by the amount Frenchness involved in each one. This is not remotely French (though there are lots of countries involved: he was born in London to Italian and Irish parents but now lives in Florida), but France and Belgium (or FAB) are for some reason the only two countries he’s had much success in. I blame Radio 1. (Oh, and I should warn you this is a terrible lyric video, so you’re best off not watching it.)
Tim: When the chorus kicked in, an entire phrase popped into my head: “Greek Late-90s Eurovision Entry”. It’s even three minutes long. And there’s no way that someone would seriously write chorus lyrics that include “kids are getting down” after 2000 or so, right?
Tom: You’d think not, but apparently they do.
Tim: And I heard it just once on the radio, and that ‘X, X, X X, X oh-ey-oh’ has been going round in my head several times a day ever since. I call it catchy; others may prefer ‘annoying’, but they’re wrong, because it’s good. If I was being pedantic I’d dock him points for not realising that he’s about ten years too young to belong to said generation, but since X has a better sound here than Y would, I’ll let it pass.
Tom: This works well with my written-in-the-late-90s theory.
Tim: Hmm. Maybe it’s a whole perspective thing, that no-one’s really meant to get because it’s ART. That would also explain the pointlessness of the lyrics, which are about as meaningless as they come, unless you can work out what’s wrong with everybody looking up. This is suddenly coming across as very negative, so I’ll stop before I go any further and say: this song’s great, lyrics excepted.
Tom: Yep, I can’t deny that. It wouldn’t have won Eurovision, but it’d have probably got 12 points from someone.
Tim: Absolutely: the chorus has a fantastic start to it and doesn’t let up, the middle eight has a proper building sense, as they should, and the ending is, well actually it’s a bit dull but let’s pretend I didn’t write that. I LIKE THIS SONG A LOT.