See these people up here?
They should be shot They’re Westlife. Hello ladies. Anyways, news has reached these giddy shores of the next thoroughly decent song that they’re going to slaughter, in the name of making money/releasing ‘music’/delivering record company dividends.
So joining the litany of once-songs that they’ve ‘re-imagined’, which includes such notables as ‘Mandy’, ‘Uptown Girl’, ‘The Rose’, ‘When You Tell Me That You Love Me’, ‘You Raise Me Up’, ‘Against All Odds’, et-fucking-cetera, is…. drum roll please… DRUM ROLL PLEASE…..!
‘Home’, by Michael Buble.
*puts gun to head; pulls trigger; still hears faint sound of Irish pipes; tries again*
Now it may not be fashionable to like the Bubbles, but he is rather nice and yes we have come across him-not-literally-unfortunately and he is j’adorable and he does have enjoyable mellifluous tones and his girlf is Emily Blunt who we fucking LOVE and ‘Home’ is, you know, dead nice.
Rumour hath it, though, that Michael might quite enjoy the royalty cheque.
Ooh, now let’s watch Bubbles singing his nice ‘Home’ song. *la la laaaaa; la la laaaa laaaaaaaaa*