Nothing gets in the way of the X Factor. As a TV event that becomes a real-life EVENT event, the show continues to be an unstoppable force which will either squash or absorb everything in its path. It’s like a jelly juggernaut with a blue whale on top, rolling down a steep hill in a...

It’s OK, Alexandra, you can come out now. No point in skulking around the lower reaches of the charts for weeks on end, with your download sales and your softly-softly-catchee-monkey stealth attack on the Top 10, when you’re effectively melting faces with that heat-blast of a...

It’s OK, Alexandra, you can come out now. No point in skulking around the lower reaches of the charts for weeks on end, with your download sales and your softly-softly-catchee-monkey stealth attack on the Top 10, when you’re effectively melting faces with that heat-blast of a...

I tell you what gets my goat about the Drums, right; nice tunes and all that, a decent, spirited attempt to re-create the spirit of ’80s indie; and ’80s indie was always half-obsessed with ’60s surf-pop anyway. The turn-ups and sneakers are also painstakingly accurate....

It might just be the festive season, it might be that goodwill to all men is seeping from every shop stereo system, and I’m getting a bit soft, but maybe there is something to this Pretty Reckless malarkey after all. OK, so she’s a bit of a copycat, and possibly should tone down...