P!nk: Nobody Knows
Saturday, November 25th, 2006
For her latest video, Nobody Knows, P!nk has checked into the Hotel Radio, a swanky hotel in dear old London town. So, why oh why is she so sad?
For her latest video, Nobody Knows, P!nk has checked into the Hotel Radio, a swanky hotel in dear old London town. So, why oh why is she so sad?
The Big Brother winner parties with ginger mentalists and experiences exploding bottom syndrome against a musical backdrop of anodyne reggae beats.
He screams “special needs and the teenage mums-sa!” in happy, wanna-be-Lydon tones until finally, thankfully, it’s all over.
Click here for the full review of Pete Bennett: Nuff Buzzin’
Hello. This is where I make announcements about things. Huzzah!
Thrown into the wasteland of unloved boybands; the pretty, pretty men who used to be Take That are back to Take whatever it was again. Kind of.
Rural roadies on a fanless planet, under the cruel leadership of blindingly plain Gary Barlow, they battle against the elements to make their voices heard.
And mostly fail.
Hey, Justin’s throwing a party in a disused faulty fluorescent lightbulb factory, and everyone’s invited!
Eggophilia, Gap dancers and ‘Paper, Scissors, Stone’ are dissected here, in Mr Timberlake’s new, ridiculously overlong, video.
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