I’m sorry Alex Clare – I’m really sorry

Greetings!

Well that sounds like an apologetic headline, and to be fair it is. You see, I like to think that I know music. I have been listening to music for a long long time, and every now and again a song turns up that I just think is brilliant. And as you know I tend to put these “choons” (as the kids say) onto this blog.

Which appears to be the kiss of death because every song I put on here, no matter how brilliant it is, never gets anywhere – check out my DJ Fresh – Gold Dust page (and that song has just been reissued) or my Miike Snow page (I think they just went back to Scandinavia to write more songs for Kylie or something – and you will understand why I am apologising in advance to Alex Clare.

It cant be easy can it. When I was young I was actually signed as a musician. Four times. FOUR. FUCKING. TIMES. Records companies come and record companies go, but the people who tell you that you are going to be massive remain. They just move companies. With this in mind I feel sorry for Alex. He’s a South London lad with a fantastic voice and a great sound. He’s striving to make it as a musician, and he probably would have done except for one thing – he ended up on these pages; an elephants graveyard of talent.

Give the guy his dues though – this is a great tune, and he has a great voice and an even better beard. And remember – no ginger should ever have a beard. But he carries it off. And no Alex, thats no strawberry blond. Its ginger. Accept it and move on.

Mind you, being featured on The Boy Mitchell isnt the worst thing that could happen….I played this to my wife (yes, you cheeky fuck, I *am* married – writing skills like this dont go without their perks you know….) and she thought it was Matt Cardell from X Factor, and my mate thought it was Daniel Bedingfield.

Man, thats harsher than anything I could ever write…