- Music
- 13 Oct 05
God help us. We need The Magic Numbers like a heart attack. ‘Love’s A Game’ is a terrible, terrible song reminiscent of Michael Bolton or, worse, a Mariah Carey duet. Its polished vocal productions and sickly-sweet harmonised chorus make for one of the most vomit-inducing tracks you’re likely to hear all year. Hell is hearing this sung live, with groups of couples in the audience swinging from side to side and Romeo Stodart edging them on. Believe me. I’ve been there.
God help us. We need The Magic Numbers like a heart attack. ‘Love’s A Game’ is a terrible, terrible song reminiscent of Michael Bolton or, worse, a Mariah Carey duet. Its polished vocal productions and sickly-sweet harmonised chorus make for one of the most vomit-inducing tracks you’re likely to hear all year. Hell is hearing this sung live, with groups of couples in the audience swinging from side to side and Romeo Stodart edging them on. Believe me. I’ve been there.