King Adora : Suffocate
It's only marginally sexier, in fact, than Darius off [I]Popstars[/I] doing Britney.
The first men from Birmingham ever to spell 'glamour', let alone ask for it at a jumble sale in Dudley, King Adora have been a breath of sweaty and curiously Vaseline-scented air in a musical era otherwise daubed a Coldplay grey. Sex! Pouting! Dildos! Undersized girls' tops! Whatever else Marc Almond used to do! Marvellous and noble behaviour all round, obviously, but 'Suffocate' is the first smudge of an otherwise perfect line of pop mascara. Y'see, what you've done here lads is you've basically taken 'Stand Inside Your Love' by The Smashing Pumpkins, right, and you've... well, you've put a different title on it, haven't you? Fair play, it's a title that suggests a nice'n'seedy bit of asphyxiation slap'n'throttle, but there's no possible way you could masturbate to this, plagued
as you would be by images of
Billy Corgan dressed as David Beckham. It's only marginally sexier, in fact, than Darius off Popstars doing Britney. Nurse! Cancel that long lie-down!
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