90s stars: still taking to the couch

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Even in the cynical, postmodern 1990s, tortured-artist syndrome has lost none of its appeal. We know Tchaikovsky, Nietzsche and Van Gogh were all pretty mad, but even today the stories of, say, Daniel Day-Lewis's spells in psychiatric care only add to his sex appeal. It's a comforting idea in two ways: you can either think smugly, "Well, they're famous, but they're not happy!"; or, if you're feeling a bit depressed, you can say "Hey! I must be an artist!"

The latest, and rather surprising addition to this bandwagon is Dave Stewart, the songwriter behind Eighties sensation The Eurythmics. Tonight's Omnibus (10.50pm BBC1) is an intriguing psycho-biography of the man and his depressive illness.

There is also, of course, an interview with Annie Lennox, singer with The Eurythmics and Stewart's former lover. She talks about the split and how they really can't stand each other, and spouts the most irritating egotistical therapy-speak this side of - well, name any American actress. Shame her music these days is such horrendous bilge.

Stewart himself comes across as diffident, wry and massively talented. Some of his new material, seen here in rehearsal, is blindingly good - the single "Heart of Stone" was the happiest slice of stomp-along postmodernism last year had to offer. It sounds callous, but I hope they keep him away from the Prozac for a while yet.