All Angels: All Angels review

Oh. My. God. Read the press blurb and weep. Four young - they're only 16 and 17 - but experienced choirgirls were selected following "an extensive nationwide search of schools, choirs and music schools", with each girl "picked for bringing a different quality" to the group.

So here we go. Another manufactured act aimed squarely at the classical crossover market with a repertoire range that covers pop - Fleetwood Mac's Songbird, Robbie's Angels and Carole King's You've Got A Friend - through traditional carol pieces like Silent Night and then on to the real stuff, with Schubert's Ave Maria and Offenbach's Barcarolle.

It's enough to make you reach for the sick bag, such is the clinical level of exploitation that's going on here.

But wait a minute. Much to one's musical chagrin, the girl's version of Songbird isn't too bad, if you like that sort of thing. And their take on Angels is as good as anything the likes of Girls Aloud could probably come up with.

As for the album's closer, Barber's Agnus Dei, aka the music from the movie Platoon where Willem Dafoe's character gets wasted by the VC, well, it has you combing down the hairs on the back of you neck in case anyone sees you getting all mushy. I prefer Ferry Corsten's staggeringly brilliant trance remix of William Orbit's version of the tune myself, but to be fair the girls almost pull it off on here.

There's naff stuff too, but that's what you come to expect from this sort of thing. In the end, one for your mum, but you might nab a couple of tracks for you iPod on the QT.