
The Killers
Runaways (Island)
Electing the Killers single of the week is like announcing your favourite food is Big Macs. Their God-punching comeback starts carefully, but then, one minute in, that rollicking drum stampede shoves a cherry bomb up Brandon Flowers's bunghole, and the whole thing takes off and doesn't come down. They're embracing their inner Springsteen the way one might embrace a baby in a hurricane. The video employs vapour trail guitar windmills, and Flowers actually punching the air. Like a supersized McMeal, this probably doesn't need to be so big, but you'll eat it all regardless.
Tulisa Feat Tyga
Live It Up (Island)
"Too much is not enough" FHM's sexiest woman claims with scant regard for linguistics or logic, in a video featuring 57 types of bikini. The beat's too sluggish to pump blood, suggesting instead a chasm of anhedonia. "We should pop more champagne this year than we did last year," she commands, dousing any potential fun with statistical monomania.
Newton Faulkner
Brick By Brick (Sony)
"Brick by brick by brick by brick by brick by brick by brick," Faulkner patiently explains, when asked how he assembled his scale model of Bishop's Stortford Corn Exchange out of borrowed Lego, "but sometimes life gets in the way." If you like Billy Joel and relentless positivity, you'll be a pig in the brown stuff with this. Imagine how excited he'll be when he hears about Meccano.
Becoming Real Feat Alice [Sunless 97]
Slow Memory (Not Even)
Alice [Sunless 97] might read like a goth's email address, but she sounds like a fairy's daydream. She lends pop to the track's atmospheric snaps and crackles. The cycling zither line from Dr Dre's The Message and Blair Witch video imply the memories might be darker than the floaty stuff on top. Gorgeous and a bit scary, like Fiona Bruce's eyebrows.
Owl City Feat Carly Rae Jepsen
Good Time (Universal Republic/Interscope)
Pity Carly Rae. After things didn't work out with the gay gardener from the Call Me Maybe video, this Fisher-Price effort sees her hanging out with a benign moron who walks like he has his name sewn into his socks. Owl City delivers lines like "What's up with this Prince song inside my head?" but could just as easily be asking why hot water hurts.
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Magpies On Fire & Victorian Machinery (Warners)
"I'm forever near a stereo asking, 'What the fuck is this garbage?' The answer is always, 'The Red Hot Chili Peppers.'" Nick Cave delivered that salutary bitchslap nearly a decade ago, but lessons have not been learned. This boring/sweaty abomination is a double B-side, which is like awful cubed.
