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I am an omnivore in music, but not an uncritical one. I love the 1960s and 70s the most, my favourites are Pink Floyd and The Beatles, who moved music forward by several decades, but I also like the work of Iron Maiden and the first four albums of Metallica, and from the opposite pole, Depeche Mode and Bjork. Robbie Williams's pop output is a bit beyond me, but I can't deny him one thing, at least for a short time, he popularised to the masses a wonderful period of music when swing ruled the world. And in this concert, he goes all in, flawlessly intoning, gliding across octaves with enormous panache, like perhaps Sinatra himself, until one regrets that he didn't stick with swing instead of mediocre pop (he hasn't released a proper album in perhaps 10 years, it's clear that his songwriting guru Guy Chambers is sorely missed). Compared to these immortal swing tracks, the sexlessness and uninspiredness and – I'm not afraid to say shittiness – of contemporary music "idols" like Justin Bieber or One Direction are now revealed as the emperor’s new clothes. Well, to each their own.....
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