Tom: Frankie! Cocozza!
Tim: Total bellend, excellent Peter Dickson name.
Tom: You know how some musicians dull down their accent when they’re singing? Yeah, he’s not done that. It’s TIME. To FACE. The GLOTTAL STOPS.
Tim: That is not remotely what I thought it would be. Voice aside, which is like a male Kate Nash on steroids, I actually like it.
Tom: You know, despite not particularly liking the personality that showed on the X Factor – or that accent – I don’t really mind this song. I find it difficult to get any particular opinion worked up about it: it’s pleasant enough, seems to vaguely remind me of a half-dozen other slow songs, and would slip into the background of Heart Radio quite easily.
Tim: Yeah – a good enough description. And I’m even willing to forgive him that haircut, which somehow doesn’t look as terrible as you think it would.
Tom: But what’s with that outro? Those last few seconds sound like the generic ending of a sitcom theme tune – I’m half expecting a BBC copyright notice to scroll along the bottom of the video.
Tim: Haha – starring Frankie as the total knob whose trademark LOLs are all swearing on primetime TV ‘accidentally’. Oh, such funniness.