What We're Listening To

REVIEW
The primary coloured musical buffoon continues to crayon within the lines on his second offering of painting-by-numbers pop.

This time however, he doesn't have Audrey Hepburn to propel him to the top of the class.

Cue stage school sound and musical theatre-flavoured lyrics, and Mika has once more set himself up as the leading man.

With this, the difficult second album, the Royal Academy-trained musician is spending less time skipping through seas of dry ice and more opening his heart to the glare of the spotlight.

The Boy Who Knew Too Much appears to have been penned after one too many cans of Tizer and an impromptu breaking out of the fridge magnet poetry set.

The charmingly alliterative Good Gone Girl, features such lyrical gold as: "Coming at you like a desperate hunter, he's a sugar daddy but he's just a munter."

Clinging defiantly to the theory that good verse must rhyme, Mika unleashes further jumbled sentiments not least with nauseatingly nonsensical ballad Touches You: "I wanna be your brother, wanna be your father too, never make you run for cover, even if they want us to."

In his defence, the reassuringly upbeat album opener We Are Golden is high kicking its way up the singles chart. Providing he can leapfrog that pesky Pixie Lott, he might have a No.1 hit on his hands.