Who the hell do BANANARAMA think they are?
Tom Hibbert, Q, September 1988
You nip into the studio, warble a bit, nip out and embark on a fresh round of televised formation-jigging, giggling press encounters, hazy photo opportunities and all-purpose blotto behaviour passed off as "promotion" — and then whinge about lack of artistic credibility. And then you meet Tom Hibbert, a man with a sobering enquiry...
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