Matthews. Not Meg.

The smart money has been on Cerys for years. A friend of hers from back when Catatonia never had petrol money recalls "she was always gorgeous, but I never wanted to go out with her - she'd always end up pissed and misbehaving."

Which is exactly why we intend to build a cathedral to her someday. God knows, there are few enough true stars in pop these days, but one who can wander round stage swigging from a wine bottle, record with Tom Jone and Space, and keep smiling, is something to be cherished. That she had a heart chilling voice and is not-trying sexy kind of suggests we're being spoiled.

Or, of course, you might think that Catatonia are past it. Fine, we'd rather have them to ourselves.

For pure Cerys-centric impurity, you should try karaokequeens from bothsidesnow

Cerys Daily Star cutting - complete with story - here