Come Undone

Robbie has finally taken his shrink’s advice and vented all that self-pitying frustration. “I am scum, I am scum, I am scum” he repeats, mantra-like, while the music chugs through all the appropriate trickery from Robbie’s three co-songwriters (think middle eights, modulations and crescendoes) in a vague attempt to create the illusion of melody. However, as is the case with many Robbie tracks lately, it’s still rubbish.