Purveyor of quality pop that I am, I feel blessed to have been given the chance to review Duncan James’ debut solo album. Jeez, I inexplicably used to fancy this man. He had the hilariously same hair as he did in 2001 on Top of the Pops (sob) the other week. Bravo. It’s not bad, it’s just uninspiring, y’know.
If you’re missing Darius and you’re after a bunch of mid-tempo pop songs to ease you through the day, then this might just be it.
What a sell! How could you refuse! Read the whole thing online at BBC Music.