Eastenders is good at the moment. Maybe even great.
It’s as good as Sean Keaveny is bad. He has destroyed the art of the breakfast show by gabbling about pies and being northern and dogging. (It actually might have been jogging or his celebrity fat club; membership totalling himself, but I tuned out).
It’s actually so bad that, when I heard Chris Moyles breakfast show this morning in the office I’ve been in this week, for the first time since a ill-fated drive to the Isle of Wight ferry in 2008, I realized it had got to the stage that even Chris Moyles was bearable in comparison. And this is despite the fact that he has a jingle about flatulence, which it is well known I would not approve of.
Eastenders is 25 in a few weeks time and so there is going to be an amped up episode with the big reveal – who killed Archie?
Everyone seems pretty much convinced that it is Peggy, so it might not be much of a surprise, but will be gripping non the less. It is often remarked on – hell – harped on about – how funny Corrie is, but Eastenders does comedy just as well.
The public have been invited to nominate their favourite ‘doof doof’ moments. I’m going away now to chew on this cultural muesli bar and deliberate over mine. (As I’ve watched ‘enders for the whole of time, there will be competition). I’ll post the nominations shortly, along with my Pavement best of guess tracklist. I’m bound to miss the closing dates for both these contests.
I roared with laughter at the accuracy of a close relation’s observation that no-one in the trailers for the ‘doof doof’ moments seems to be able to ‘do’ the drums in the correct signature.
Considering you hear it 4 times a week at least you can’t be so tone deaf as to not subliminally absorb the rhythm. (and before anyone says ‘I don’t hear it 4 times a week’ – If you don’t watch Eastenders why would you be on the celebratory advert huh? Suckas).
Tags: breakfast show, cliffhangers, eastenders
