Tim: A few weeks back, Ingvar won Norwegial Idol; here’s his winner’s track.
Tom: Oh! Just like yesterday, that’s an extremely promising introduction.
Tim: But to song that doesn’t sound remotely like a winner’s track, largely because they didn’t have Idol back in the 1960s, but…dammit, I’m on another two-day streak, because I’m finding this a bit dull as well.
Tom: I’m in the same boat: I’m really enjoying the style, and the backing is just wonderful, but it’s far from perfect for much the same reasons as yesterday’s track.
Tim: Once again, it’s not a boring track – production’s top grade, vocals are on point, everything technically necessary is there. But that Sarah Moore pairing of words doesn’t half get tedious after the first dozen repetitions. “I never get to say I love her so” YES I THINK SHE’LL GET THE PICTURE. And if she’s any sense, a restraining order as well now that you’ve yelled her name thirty one times in four minutes.
Tom: That’s almost Roxanne-level name-calling there.