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though I have absolutely no idea what the last paragraph is about.

"Massacre the Brian Jonestown"

They're like something Smash Hits might have once done :)

Might I suggest next time you invite bands to physically assault one another to secure the final score? You could call it "Owned In Sound" or something

Literally drooling. I'm there for Manchester.

but that's only a side in the same way a sphere has a side.

YHF ranks in my top 10 albums of all time.

where you got the impression that these guys were anything special. They were, and are, the definition of a fly-by-night CD:UK sensation.

They do have Abi though.

Eng-er-land
Eng-er-land
You're foreign
We're not
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exactly like that knobhead KT tunstall.

quite a few bangin' tunes. They are produced by a company called Xenophobia, who know what they're doing.

He's really genuine in a way that Damon Albarn isn't. He's also weirdly ageless. He's, what, 37? He looks like he does the same course as me.

Not very Belle and Sebastian, that?

I'm very much there.

Do You Want To and Walk Away being the first two.

the Midwest grammar patrol?

or are they all really quite ugly?

and Lucky 6. This is a bit eh. Good review.

It's just average.

Like them.

any man who begins by comparing U2 to Radiohead is talking out of his penis.

The Great Escape is alright.

'you'? Who's 'you'?

reminds me of that bit in Babe where the duck starts screaming "Christmas is murder! Christmas is murder!" For some reason.

that I can't even be bothered to

next time you should use sock puppets.

His rat face always reminds me how much I want to lamp him.

poetry.

could get work as Daniel Radcliffe's stunt double I suppose.

My interest in them flickered slightly when they brought out Comfort In Sound, but looking back it was also another average album in a long string of average albums. Did I mention they are quite average? Averageaverageaverage.

Does this mean she's dumped that guy who does food reviews in the guardian, whatever his name is?

It depresses me so much when a band as average as the Like are given no small amount of hype, simply because they are a bunch fit "rawk" girls. The NME ran a feature on them and dissolved in its own saliva over the fact they had boobs and had guitars. I think towards the end they mentioned vaguely they sounded a bit like Nirvana.

sounds like a ten out of ten-er to me.

Made me pause before I took the next bite out of my sandwich.

Glasgow Mega Snake and I Chose Horses alone push this to 8/10. Sequencing...well, maybe. It feels like a Best Of, not a bad thing surely?

no sound is more soul destroying than hearing an indie band discovering the violin.

SEXUALLY.

I liked Two More Years.

but they're a fun bunch of guys.

do ya really want to know?

while it lasted.

and they certainly aren't uncharismatic. In all of their interviews they come across as extremely well read chaps who just happen to also like destroying themselves with alcohol. I'm not really a fan of their music, but they are a million miles away from the blokey blokey music of Hard-Fi.

If he was

somebody says something shocking, like Nick Kaiser banging on about Stansted Airport. Didn't see THAT did you? Oh God no.

Bollocks indeed.

Any job in the NHS is, but midwifery might actually be the hardest. It certainly isn't the "nicest".

Oh wait, what am I saying? Jossy would never work for the NHS. She'd work for some private cunt clinic in Islington, and everyone knows the rich pop out sprogs smelling of freshly mown grass, smiling and toasting the nurses with claret all the while.

this made me snort tea through my nose

knows he's an idiot.

you're going to have to actually buy it you scab.

detailing how crack gets from the fields of Columbia to Doherty's pipe, complete with smiling peasants being gently coerced by equally jovial mercenaries.