(Originally appeared here 10/1/07) First the Tory party, now the BBC. Is there any daggy British institution that isn’t scrabbling for a sweaty piece of Mozza’s gold lamé shirt, like an especially wild-eyed fan at the end of a gig? You can hardly have escaped the news that, after last year’s grinding nadir of Daz Sampson, the rapping metalwork …
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Meanwhile, across the North Sea in Sweden.… 19 year old Eric Saade is telling us, in a leather jacket and gloves: ‘You can call me manboy’ before pleading, in the crie de coeur of metrosexuals everywhere: ‘Give me lurve! Give me lurve! — Don’t go!’. The pleasingly annoying/annoyingly pleasing ditty ‘Manboy’ cranks to a creaky climax …