With special thanks, written by: Dave Cheetham
I have to confess, even though I have lived through one previous incarnation of the Pet Shop Boys, I’ve never been what you would describe as a fan of their music. All that said, their electronic warbling has never particularly offended me either.
With that lack of offence in their favour, when my dear old friend Kim at Fresh Independence called me and asked me if I would review the Pet Shop Boys Latest album I felt somewhat duty bound to rise to the challenge.
So, after slipping a copy of the ‘Shoppers’ playlist into my car’s stereo, dressed as an Archbishop, complete with staff and mitre, I set off on the three and half hour journey to the Lake District and my brothers 50th birthday party. Settling back into the drivers seat with my mitre tilted at an angle just jaunty enough to squeeze into the space between head an sunroof, I turned the keys, applied pedal ‘A’ and pressed the play button.