G2: Great Opening Paragraphs Of Our Time

It's quite possible that you do not know who Rylan Clark is, but he's never heard of G2 either – and if you're wondering what he's doing here in its pages, so is he. He's just got back from a gig in Hull when we meet at the west London offices of his management company, and will be on a plane to Dublin later for another gig, so he's sorting out his luggage, much of which appears to consist of miniature bottles and chocolates raided from last night's hotel mini-bar. He is wearing an electric blue tracksuit and Ugg boots – "FLAs, actually, they're sort of luxury Uggs" – with his hair stuck up on end, all wonky from sleeping in the car. In the past he has cheerfully confessed to spending every last penny on his appearance, and would sooner go without food than economise on cosmetic improvements, but he is one of the most unselfconscious people I have ever met. I'm pretty sure he would struggle to identify the Guardian on a newsstand, and he greets me with the giddy intimacy of a fellow guest on a hen night, yet his attention is more engaged than almost any interviewee I can recall....

The Guardian.
Sadly I do know who he is, he's one of the reasons I don't have a tellybox. 

PS I apologise unreservedly for posting a photo of his fugly face.

Disco: Disco Revisionism Sucks!

I think that's enough articles about how Disco changed the world - and brought all society's most marginalised people LIKE TEH GAYS! into the mainstream and set us free from our bondage blah blah blah de-blah - for the time being, thanks.
Is there nobody who's prepared to stand up and say they always thought Disco was shit?