Tim: It has been noted in many, many places, including here and many radio stations, that the Pitbull/J-Lo official world cup song is, to be blunt, utter cack. So, went the idea, let’s rope in one of the biggest not-a-boyband boybands around and get them to write a decent one.
Tom: Let me guess: half-decent track ruined by the need to fit Scott Mills into it?
Tim: Well…
Tim: But a very decent track overall, with all the necessary woah-ohing, commentary(ish), crowd noises and rap that’d probably be better brushed under the carpet.
Tom: I always think that these Scott Mills songs, while decently produced, don’t quite overcome the inherent awkwardness involved in them. Let’s make sure Scott’s in the song somewhere even though he objectively makes the track worse. Let’s rope in anyone we can, even if they don’t know what’s going on.
Tim: Oi, what you saying about Tinie Tempah standing around gormlessly?
Tom: Scott’s certainly a competent DJ and radio host. It’s just that he’s very much The Third Wheel here.
Tim: Perhaps, but by and large it is a genuinely good track – not very ‘Brazil’, but definitely one that I’d rather listen to than, to be honest, any of the other football tracks we’ve had. And, with the cheeky self-referencing final chorus, the various goings on in the video and the number of times ‘shirts’ sounds like some other word–
Tom: Oh, damn it.
Tim: –I think we can safely describe this one as fun, much like yesterday. What a pleasant couple of days these have been.