Every so often, I sit down and watch some music TV program, just to make sure I'm not missing anything in popular music.

I'm not.

Someone called Michelle Branch, who I've never heard of before, but by one of those weird twisty quantum fate things, lo and behold when I visit her site the pirate-loving crack whore is talking about her. Anyway, Ms Branch is kinda cool. Nice voice. Belts it out. Too soft-hearted and poppy for me to buy, but she gets the Dee tick of approval anyway.

Linkin Park might actually be worth listening to if they ditched the whole 'rap' thing. Blerk!

As Justy so correctly pointed out, everytime we wipe out one boy band, five more spring up. Blue can't even dance.

Garbage's new stuff might actually be as bad as Yogi and co were telling me it was. Mind you, I think they've been going downhill since the first album. And what is with the Cherry Lips film clip? Could they want to be Transvision Vamp any more?

So now I'm off to listen to Rammstein, Snake River Conspiracy, and my Christmas-present Muse CD, to cleanse myself. Icky pop vibes, be gone!