I’ve been an Ellie Goulding fan from day dot, and even when she dropped her folky British roots and started laying down that commercial cheese, I still thought she was better than Warburton’s. ‘On My Mind’ is one of the best tracks I’ve heard from her in a while; quite cool, kinda edgy – all very unlike her. Also, didn’t she once moan about pop stars using sex to sells records? Now she’s half naked on her album cover and spinning round Vegas like a pricey escort? *side-eye*
Sia is somebody that I’d refer to as a true artist, she writes her own shit, she sings from that experience, and she frequently displays the ability to enthrall you upon the first listen; ‘Alive’ is absolutely no different. She’s “still breathing” (in case you thought she done herself in with a Mac 3 blade in the bath tub), and she’s had more hits this year than my G-spot. Wow, that’s depressing, but you know – good for her. ‘Alive’ is another belter where you know she’s really committed to this cause; although to be fair, she could probably sing about the discomfort of ringworm, and I’d still buy it; I’m officially a stan.
You thought Gaga was a little unhinged? Or Björk was batshit? Enter former actress Rose McGowan. You know how it is, one minute you’re a witch in a US cult show, the next you’re making music while high on mushrooms. In what looks like Daniel Lismore’s wardrobe, she flickers around eerily mumbling some hocus pocus bullshit; bitch thinks she still on Charmed. Girl gonna give me nightmares. She says, “I woke up one day and realised I hated acting”. Oh babe, I hate to tell you, but the music industry don’t want you. Topshop will be recruiting for Christmas temps soon though.