Mercury mundanity

Ah, the Mercury prize. Every year, providing the opportunity for music fans to complain about how it’s a bad representation of British music, because it doesn’t contain X, Y and Z albums - and what’s that one doing on there? It’s crap. And so on.

This year, as with every year, the list contains albums I like, some I don’t and some I don’t care about. There’s no point complaining about the shortlist, but naturally  I reserve blogger’s rights to say what I’d like to have seen there. For me, the only albums of the twelve that I’d have in my own personal Mercury prize list are The Invisible (great to see them nominated) and Friendly Fires. And for what it’s worth, here’s an alternative dozen.