Wet Wet Wet before Marti's hairline started receding

One of the problems with the record industry is that it has a herd mentality. Someone signs a good band from, say, Manchester. All of a sudden half of the bloody record industry's A&R people are crawling over every poxy Manchester club and signing any band that knows more than three chords and two songs.

During the 80's, Scotland was prime territory for record industry lemmings. Hence bands like Wet Wet Wet got to crawl out from under stones which ordinarily would have been unturned.

The FirstFoot PC has a great sound system with sub-woofers and lots of other bells and whistles.

As we write, The Wets "Greatest Hits" album is playing. If this article stops suddenly, it'll be because we trashed the PC rather than listen to any more of the unreconstructed sub-ABC, sub-Spandau, sub-Soul treacle served up by this Glasgow band in the late 1980's and early 1990's.

The problem with writing critiques of bands, is that if the article is going to be any good, the author really should care about the subject. In this instance, this author really doesn't care about Wet Wet Wet apart from observing that they sound like any other bunch of insubstantial, over-produced, under-talented, white, wannabe-blacks, from the decade when Punk lost it's bite and the music business regained control of the agenda.

Live in Australia 1995

But, I guess that the point of articles such as this is that the reader learns something that they didn't know before.

So, if you didn't already know that Wet Wet Wet were shite, you do now.

Let's do some quick and interesting facts about Wet Wet Wet:

There, that didn't take long did it?

Clydebank, schoolboy pals, hits, tours, four weddings, drugs, split, Chicago. That's all you need to know.