Hold On Now, Tubster

Although we’ve done the Mexican arm drag exchange thing before, this isn’t about my previous exchange of words with 90s alopecia poster boy Steven Wells, nor about his recently acquired belief that second generation immigrants like myself are apparently some kind of elaborate fucking song-and-dance spectacle put on for the benefit of blue-eyed devils like himself. Nope, it’s August 18, 2008 and Stevie Boy’s crotch is bleeding over twee pop and, in particular, Los Campesinos!.

It’s Monday, it’s 9pm, I’ve spent the past two weeks looking for a place to live, and it’s raining outside

It’s at these times we shut the fuck up and listen to the goddamn Doobie Brothers:

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Least impressive press release extract of the week

Meet Dr Syntax. Named by T4’s Steve Jones as “amazing” on Edith Bowman’s Radio 1 Show.