Six solo careers that didn't go nearly as well as the artist hoped

THESE foolish artists believed they were the main draw of the group until they tried to go it alone. Here are six stars who would come to regret dumping their bandmates.

Gary Barlow

Take That songwriter Gary attempted a solo career after the band split, only to realise there was more to success than sitting at a piano taking yourself seriously. Meanwhile Robbie Williams absolutely kicked his arse with megahits like Angels and Kids. Gary has now learned to accept his mediocrity, performing with his two least-memorable ex-bandmates and making wine with a keyboard on the label to avoid any confusion with the family in Coronation Street.

Nicole Scherzinger

Nicole was the centre of attention in the Pussycat Dolls, who sold over 55 million copies with just two albums. Unfortunately her solo career was destined for the litter tray, as her first two albums failed to chart domestically. Nicole has since become a judge on TV talent shows in the US and UK, which function as an undemanding retirement job for former pop stars. Although should she tire of that she’d do wonders for sales in the Shrewsbury branch of Scope.

Richard Ashcroft

During the heyday of the mid-90s Northern music scene Richard produced a highly-acclaimed album with The Verve. Forgetting his success might be related to being with a group of musicians, and presumably unable to find another Stones song he could crib without it being too obvious, Richard embarked on a very unremarkable solo career, culminating in being the act that plays while middle-aged men go for a piss and a line before Oasis come on.

Aston Merrygold

After winning numerous awards and massive sales including a greatest hits album alongside an arena tour, R&B group JLS mysteriously split. Aston promptly released a smartphone ad single, Get Stupid, from the nominatively deterministic solo album Showstopper. Stints with Strictly and The Masked Singer eventually pushed Aston back onto the stage with fellow JLS bandmates in recent years for ‘Don’t Make Me Go Back To Saturday Evening TV’ tours.

Mick Jagger and Keith Richards

Mick and Keef’s partnership was one of the most successful in music history. Then they had solo careers in the 1980s. Keith fronted a band called The X-Pensive Winos, who didn’t make much of a mark, probably because it wasn’t that funny. Mick had a couple of hits, although the world really didn’t really need Let’s Work, a paean to good honest graft from a guy who spent the 60s taking LSD and shagging Marianne Faithfull. In 1989 they kissed and made up for the Stones’ induction into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, probably to avoid further humiliation.

Every f**king one of the Spice Girls

Selling over 100 millions records worldwide should have given the Spice Girls’ solo careers plenty of momentum. Instead the Cool Britannia girls’ solo ventures merely provoked varying degrees of uninterest. Finally in 2007 they announced an end to their declining individual popularity and reformed for a worldwide tour. It just goes to show that the whole is greater than the sum of its parts, although if we’re brutally honest, the whole isn’t that amazing either.

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Seven hateful things about the McDonald's Christmas menu and others

FAST food chains are once again promoting their Christmas menus that have precious little to do with the festive season. Here’s why the whole gimmick is so f**king annoying.

It’s totally unrelated to Christmas

There’s no obvious connection between fast food and Christmas, and some of the festive offerings are truly lame, such as the ‘Meat Lovers Whopper sandwich’ featuring ‘chorizo, chipotle sauce and creamy mayo’. That is just so Christmassy! What Briton does not have fond childhood memories of Dad carving the chorizo?

It’s presented as news

It’s clear all the big chains have advertorial deals with the Sun and other tabloids, so each year there are numerous articles announcing some f**king burger as if it’s actual news. So as you read that Russian drone strikes have killed dozens in a residential area of Kyiv, you also learn you can try the new McDonald’s Cheesy Chicken Stack. Phew, that’s a relief.

The existence of ‘McDonald’s fans’

These, plus ‘superfans’, are sad bastards thrilled by Christmas menus and McRibs being brought back temporarily somewhere. Being a fan of cheap, mass-produced, corporate meat products is pretty much the nadir of hobbies and interests, so much so it makes having sex with sheep look like an enviable lifestyle. Hey, you’re out in the fresh air, and at least you’ve got a ‘girlfriend’!

The perversion of good food

Christmas food is lovely, with pigs in blankets, crispy roast potatoes, trifle and so on. But wait until the ‘food technologists’ have turned it into a cheaper, easy-to-reheat version. Such as Greggs’ ‘Christmas Lunch Soup’ which has all the appeal of liquidising a sirloin steak and eating it via a nasal tube.

It smacks of marketing desperation

You almost feel sorry for the marketeers forced to boost sales in December of a product irrelevant to Christmas; you can flog more PlayStations, but it’s not like kids are hoping for a McFlurry in their stocking. This year McDonald’s theme is The Grinch, popularised by a film from 25 years ago which is more likely to make you remember Jim Carrey’s career imploding after giving his girlfriend herpes. Festive!

Who the f**k would go to KFC as a Christmas activity?

German markets may be more hellish than the siege of Stalingrad, but at least they’re definitely part of Christmas, or at least winter. It’s unclear who would think: ‘Ah, Christmas, a time for gifts, happy childhood memories and spending time with loved ones. I know, let’s go to KFC and eat lukewarm greasy chicken at a recently-disinfected table surrounded by teenage twats.’

It’s the same f**king food

The fast food business model only allows for a limited number of products, so any Christmas menu will only contain very minor variations on a theme. This year KFC has at least added a wedge of stuffing to a chicken burger, but McDonald’s has been reduced to fries with gherkin-flavoured ‘Grinch Salt’, a festive idea as unasked-for as Elf on the Shelf anal porn.