
Somehow, possibly through extreme nose wrinkling and ill-hidden disdain, I seem to have attained the position of music snob amongst my friends. Squeamish Bikiniers, this is simply not true. Okay it is. But pretending to have never heard of Lady Gaga (it is true that outside ‘that song with Beyoncé’ I cannot tell the difference between any of her tracks) does not mean I am void of the guilty pleasure of pop.
The guilty pleasure of pop is something duo Frisky & Mannish have immersed themselves in so deeply they are now actually qualified to educate people on the subject. Starting with the 2009 School of Pop it wasn’t long before they graduated to The College Years. Now, in recognition of these difficult times we find ourselves in, Frisky & Mannish are reaching out to the NEETS, bringing us Frisky & Mannish Pop Centre Plus.
After sorting their audience into pop clichés (I’m a Razorlight. I don’t want to talk about it), the pair took us through the 11 stages of Madonna. This taught us the value of nicking, or to put it more elegantly in the words of Oscar Wilde, “talent imitates, genius steals” and there is no other explanation for Madonna’s career longevity.
There was also a demonstration to show how easy it was to transform any genre of song into Grime (it’s pronounced ‘graaaam’). And Frisky & Mannish mean ANY genre, ANY song. Even The Carpenters’ Top of the World. Yeah, you’re intrigued now.
In addition F&M took us through the perils of lip-synching and picked apart the lyrics of Katy Perry. Armed with this knowledge the audience felt able to put together their own boy band. As we had already been divided into pop clichés (I don’t want to talk about it) the discovery of 5 men of complimentary pop type were assembled quicker than you could say Louis Walsh. I look forward to Hob Knobs’ debut single.
So thank you, Frisky and Mannish, I am now able to utilise my skills and optimise my flexibility to take me forward in the world of pop.
After sorting their audience into pop clichés (I’m a Razorlight. I don’t want to talk about it), the pair took us through the 11 stages of Madonna. This taught us the value of nicking, or to put it more elegantly in the words of Oscar Wilde, “talent imitates, genius steals” and there is no other explanation for Madonna’s career longevity.
There was also a demonstration to show how easy it was to transform any genre of song into Grime (it’s pronounced ‘graaaam’). And Frisky & Mannish mean ANY genre, ANY song. Even The Carpenters’ Top of the World. Yeah, you’re intrigued now.
In addition F&M took us through the perils of lip-synching and picked apart the lyrics of Katy Perry. Armed with this knowledge the audience felt able to put together their own boy band. As we had already been divided into pop clichés (I don’t want to talk about it) the discovery of 5 men of complimentary pop type were assembled quicker than you could say Louis Walsh. I look forward to Hob Knobs’ debut single.
So thank you, Frisky and Mannish, I am now able to utilise my skills and optimise my flexibility to take me forward in the world of pop.