One thing The Corrs can never be accused of and that's for not giving value for money. The sibling Corr family, Andrea (vocals), Sharon (violin), Caroline (drums) and Jim (guitar/piano) aided and abetted by Antony Drennan (electric guitar) and Keith Duffy (bass) have to be one of the most consumer friendly products to emerge in many years. I don't mean that to sound derogatory, it's just a fact of life. Not since the heyday of Steeleye Span has a group successfully crossed the 'folk' field into the rock excesses and come out more or less unscathed from the traditionalists. Visually the girls are striking in their beauty and Andrea with her '...come to bed eyes' will have a misty-eyed legion of fans beating a path to her door. But it's Jim who scores the credits for his arrangements (check out the Thin Lizzy song 'Old Town') of the band's material. The lighting rig opening with a mix of Military Tatoo (side drum intro...sweeping arena camera angles etc) and rock splendour is an… more »

One thing The Corrs can never be accused of and that's for not giving value for money. The sibling Corr family, Andrea (vocals), Sharon (violin), Caroline (drums) and Jim (guitar/piano) aided and abetted by Antony Drennan (electric guitar) and Keith Duffy (bass) have to be one of the most consumer friendly products to emerge in many years. I don't mean that to sound derogatory, it's just a fact of life. Not since the heyday of Steeleye Span has a group successfully crossed the 'folk' field into the rock excesses and come out more or less unscathed from the traditionalists. Visually the girls are striking in their beauty and Andrea with her '...come to bed eyes' will have a misty-eyed legion of fans beating a path to her door. But it's Jim who scores the credits for his arrangements (check out the Thin Lizzy song 'Old Town') of the band's material. The lighting rig opening with a mix of Military Tatoo (side drum intro...sweeping arena camera angles etc) and rock splendour is an exercise in how to utilise the DVD format. Coupled with the Vogue shots of each of the girls and you have a visual winner in the Christmas market stakes. Extras include a documentary for some reason fronted by the original dumb blonde Kate 'look at how gorgeous I am...' Thornton. Sorry, but that's the way I feel about her as she treats her subjects in an annoying, mocking style that gives journalists a bad name. The Corrs are worthy of better treatment when it comes to interviews and although it might be fashionable to include a sassy looking presenter, you can forget it as far as I'm concerned. Apart from that minor quibble, the DVD gets a resounding eight out of ten.

Pete Fyfe