Shakira, and other singers treated like deities for dancing around a bit

CAN you sing and dance at the same time, like a fairly competent karaoke regular? If so, why not make millions and have a fanbase that loves you with religious fervour, like these artists?


Shakira’s affected twang is so easy to drunkenly sing and shake your arse to that she’s now a megastar. Also, her hip gyrations and marriage to an average footballer put her top of every fantasising husband’s favourite celebrity list. She claims ‘hips don’t lie’ in the song of the same name, but they probably do if you’re feigning sexual enthusiasm. You won’t find hips putting in a fraudulent tax return, though, so we’ll concede she’s partially correct.

Justin Timberlake

Being the fittest one in a group that looked like police e-fits from 1997 was enough to catapult Justin to a solo career. We say solo, but all his good songs were written by actual musicians like Timbaland and Pharrell while Justin followed the moves from an MC Hammer workout video. Popping and locking was all he had, and his last notable appearance was as an animated troll. Somewhat unfairly everyone still wants to shag him.


Unfounded catchphrases and a waving palm have made Beyoncé pop music’s Messiah to a scary number of adult disciples who would cry and shit themselves if she did a half-arsed dance routine to the Emmerdale theme. Performing for almost three hours a night on a worldwide tour is impressive, but you sat through Oppenheimer AND managed to eat loads of snacks while doing it. It’s a pretty similar achievement.

Bruno Mars

This pint-sized pest cosplayed as a successful musician, then actually became one. His popularity peaked with Uptown Funk, making him a favourite for lazy ad agencies and children’s parties. The Internet age was more than kind to the James Brown wannabe, who had a dreadful viral hit with his mates dressed up as monkeys. Luck also shone on his songs about marriage, which made shitloads of money thanks to awful couples and crap wedding DJs. 

Lady Gaga

Madonna did Vogue, so Lady Gaga copied it to get up the ladder. Despite being a dab hand at infectious hooks, she debuted with a song forcing people to dance, which for crap dancers was incredibly cruel. As was enlisting every weird fringe member of society into a zombie legion of fans, unflatteringly called her ‘monsters’. After a memorable few years shocking everyone’s grandparents with meat clothes, Stefani decided to stop prancing around and sing properly, but by then everyone had stopped caring and was watching Nicki Minaj thrust on the floor instead.

Michael Jackson

Initially the cute kid that sang songs more enjoyable to listen to than Pop Goes the Weasel, the King of Pop swapped his cutesy voice for manic hip thrusts, sparkly gloves, and a famous dance move he nicked from Shalamar. His hits involved Michael screeching out constipation noises and scampering across the stage for ages, which was entertaining enough. Then it all went wrong, and nowadays your karaoke rendition of Billie Jean would be cut short by a beating from local paedo ‘vigilantes’.

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Sunak committed to reach Tory support zero by 2030

THE prime minister’s decision to delay phasing out petrol and diesel cars is all part of a plan to utterly stamp out Tory support by 2030.

Rowing back on his climate promises and condemning the planet to a fiery doom is the latest in a long line of policies specially designed to wipe out any lingering support for the Conservative party ahead of next year’s election.

Sunak said: “There are still some diehards in Uxbridge and South Ruislip. Hopefully clogging the air with noxious fumes should crush their enthusiasm.

“It’s not like we still want to be in power. We’ve spent the last decade running this country into the ground to make a bit of cash, but the fun’s worn off and for some reason everyone treats us like shit. It’s time to move on.

“Why else do you think I’ve been haemorrhaging support by flying helicopters to climate conferences and driving without a seatbelt? It’s not just because I’m out of touch and incompetent, I actively don’t want to be here.

“Ordering factories to keep cranking out petrol and diesel cars for the foreseeable future should deter all but the most rabid of backbenchers from voting Conservative. And I’ll put them off next by saying something wild like migrants should have human rights.

“Look, I’ve even managed to piss off Ford, so the message should be obvious. Read between the lines and boot us out next year, I beg you.”