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The Glitterati : Do You Love Yourself?
Narcissistic, fame-hungry chancers. Just how we like 'em
The Glitterati are a band who know what they want – that is, all the drugs, women, money and helicopters stardom will afford them. It sounds empty on paper, but it’s fucking revelatory on record. Coming across as a glammed-up Guns’n’Roses ‘Do You Love Yourself?’ so unapologetically loves itself that it’s practically had ribs removed so it can perform self-fellatio. Welcome to our world, The Glitterati. This could be the start of a beautiful friendship.
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