Alex Denney 

Pop review: James Blunt, Love, Love, Love

This is still the same old making-out music for square students who like sport, writes Alex Denney
  
  


Wiltshire's finest abandons the sensitive schtick to morph unexpectedly into Sex Blunt, wrapping himself 'in women's arms', as one line has it. Which is only right - the man lives in Ibiza, surrounded by glamorous females - but musically, this is still the same old making-out music for square students who like sports. Dull.

 

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