There's only one one-hit wonder better than Spirit In The Sky. Sweet dreams, Willy.

...states that every movie star wants to be a rock star.

Evidence aplenty, then, at last night's BAFTA awards. A colleague who attended said you could feel the collective gasp drawing air from the room when Jagger showed up.

A couple of weeks ago I noticed my local HMV was selling a chunky West Wing box set – the whole shebang apparently – for £50, reduced from £200. Now I'm not much of a suckler at the glass teat and I've never seen The West Wing but that still looked like a bargain – if it weren't for a nagging what's-the-catch.

Today, though, an HMV advert in The Times alerts me to the fact that the West Wing The Complete Series "was £200, now £48.94." Even if it's a poop sandwich, I've got nothing to lose at that price. God bless you, Gordon Brown, you VAT-juggling genius.

I just watched a BBC programme on guitarists (sorry, can't find any iPlayer link) called This Time It's Personal and found myself utterly charmed by Johnny Marr – a witty, wry, erudite English rock star, straight from central casting.

My favourite line was his job description – "turning daydreams into sound" – which has biography title all over it.

Super TV marred (ho! ho!) only by Alan Yentob's breathless delivery – the Hedge out of U2 is, apparently, a "legend" and Botney echoed Iggy Pop's use of the word "prick". Dad! Please don't wear the safari suit!

*Apart from Smiths fans, obviously

The new issue thunks on the doormat. Thumb thumb thumb. Ah yes, 20 Worst Number Ones, good idea. Check; check; take your word for it (never knowingly heard James Blunt); ooh, harsh; etc.

Turn page - 20 Best Number Ones. Check; check; take your word for it (never knowingly heard Beyonce or that Kylie one); Kate Bush? - you must be joking; etc.

In summary, mostly fair. But one omission from the 20 best really is a shocker. This first pleasured my ears 37 summers ago and I still remember how it sounded like nothing else that went before. The most fuzztastic one-hit wonder ever. An inspired choice for the opening credits of the undeservedly forgotten Miami Blues. And it still sounds ace.