She’s a wildcard, a character, a ballbuster. She’s not someone who shows up, has a quiet one and leaves. Those nasty little sax lines have their part to play in Robbie’s twisted romp.Įmma: The name "Sharon" carries very specific connotations. The intro takes you right back to the godforsaken Franz Ferdinand-Kaiser Chiefs era of indie pop-rock, and for a second, wearing an imaginary fedora and waistcoat, I worried Rob had gone off course. Hannah: This Bad Sharon could only evoke one woman for me, so obviously I’ve immediately got a Sharon Watts and Phil Mitchell montage on the brain. Tyson Fury (?) is such a banger that we argued over who would get to write about it for quite a long time until it was decided that we could just all do it. The tension will be cut through like brandy butter.
My advice is that, as such, you put it on as you sit around the table on Christmas Eve, your mum having got pissed off with your brother for missing dinner and then showing up two hours later steaming with a pair of reindeer antlers on, unable to explain where they came from. This is basically a heartwarming and overly idealised ode to spending time with your family at Christmas. On this little number he’s throwing it back to his Take That years (there’s some “Back For Good” in that guitar, no?) with added Christmas cheer – some “Little Drummer Boy”–esque percussion I could swear there’s even a triangle in there. Robbie’s middle name is ‘Versatility’ and both (!) discs of this album are testament to why. Lauren: If you picked up this Robbie Williams album thinking you were going to just get a load of half-arsed covers of “Driving Home For Christmas” or whatever you clearly don’t know what to expect from HRH of The Craic Robbie Williams.
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