MP3: Napoleon - I love my baby (but if anyone touches her I'll kill them)
Are you kidding me? This has got to be one of the most guileless, gutless singles in recent memory. Is the UK really so enamoured with pop pap that this kind of pathetic blue-eyed soul can become hype? "I love my baby (but if anyone touches her I'll kill them)" aims squarely for the middle. It's the kind of music I can see appealing to boring, middle-aged ladies; the kind of people who swear off spicy food, wear puff-paint sweatshirts, hoard cats and stay far away from any sort of edge. Lite-rock predestined for the dentist office lobby, in other words. Seriously, I thought we were past the ironic yacht-rock thing already. I find it really hard to believe any young people actually, honestly think this is good. At least with Ruffa Lane labelmate and fellow Swede Montt Mardié, he only uses kitsch as a starting point, not a means to an end. Avoid!
Napoleon - I love my baby (but if anyone touches her I'll kill them)