Britney Spears comeback single Womanizer unleashed

Britney Spears' comeback single Womanizer, from her upcoming album Circus, has debuted - again.

After a rather embarrassing false start last week, the track hit U.S. airwaves on Friday - days after Spears' record company Jive moved the single's official release date, due to some genius leaking the song online.

The short, hideously-poor-quality recording of Brit Brit's Womanizer was played by a U.S. radio station DJ last week, as well as being published on its website. The singer's record company pulled a face and the track was subsequently yanked.

According to MTV.com, Jive says the 37-second clip was probably made after a rep for the record company played the track to the station during a phone call. The rest is history.

Hit us one more time?

Granted, you've all probably listened to this track at least a million times already (actually, if you have, you need help...more on that later), but humour me.

Listen to Womanizer below:

So what's the verdict on the comeback contender's single?

Let me put it this way, it's got HIT written all over it. It's catchy, saccharine-coated, superficial pop that will inevitably burrow its merry way into your head. Trust me, to resist is futile.

The song has a certain melodic charm - a bit like a jackhammer or a dentist's drill does. I wouldn't go as far as to say it's the audio equivalent of a drive-by shooting, but it's pretty close.

Packing a punch with asinine lyrics including: "You say I’m crazy/ I got your crazy/You’re nothing but a womanizer," Womanizer ain't gonna be up for an Ivor Novello, bit I don't think it even pretends to be a contender.

Enough of what I think. It's Brit Brit's fans who will decide whether this single is the real deal.

Meanwhile...

Bit Brit's video for the song is apparently shaping up nicely.

According to an on-set snitch who witnessed the filming of the video last week, we can look forward to a sultry vision of a tattooed Britney unveiling before our very eyes.

In one scene, Spears (wearing her Sunday best, i.e. tight, black leather pants and fake tattoos on her arms) writhes around on a kitchen floor like some wanton sex goddess, and proceeds to straddle some bloke in a suit. As you do.

The next scene is one of her seductively sucking on cherries and "dangling them around her mouth," a witness tells Usmagazine.com.

Quote of the day
"I've never seen that (sex) tape of me and Tommy Lee, and I don't ever want to. I see more than enough of Tommy as it is. I can't get rid of him.

"A bunch of creepy men made a lot of money from me and that tape, so I figured I should get in on the act and film myself."

- Eh, Pamela Anderson?

Blind bits
You guess the celebutards...

"Which girl and boy bands have become so close in recent weeks, they've started swapping partners? The promiscuous groups are getting a bad rep among disgusted record label bosses."

"Which musical family man is having a kinky affair? He and his wife are on the outs, and he's totally smitten with a younger sultry vixen. Why? She loves porn and experimentation."

"Which lanky actor claims he's always been skinny but actually his continuing weight loss has more to do with a two-gram-a-day coke addiction?"

"Who almost skipped the Emmys because of a bruised and battered face? This actress wanted to look her very best when on stage. However, the marks from her recent plastic surgery were still very obvious. A desperate search for a makeup artist and hair expert specialising in concealing scars and bruises ensued, and the star wound up looking perfect. Some say a little too perfect."

Blogger's brief
Today is a very special day, folks.

Believe it or not, this blog is now a year old. Yes, twelve delightful and fun-filled months have passed since I first started populating this darkened corner of cyberspace with celebrity scandal and superficiality.

What can I say; it's been one hell of a ride. To quote a famous Madonna lyric, I feel like I've "been through the wilderness, but somehow I made it through". Nah, scrap that. It's been an absolute joy.

Thanks to all of you for your continued support and insatiable thirst for shallow, celebrity-laden gossip. I salute you!

Here's to the next year, darlings...