August 14, 2007
Merrymaking At My Place
You may have heard all the hoo-ha about how Calvin has been asking fans to host house parties around the release of this single, and the bleating from parents worried the china might get cracked. We’ll be having a party of our own as soon as the record hits the shops. One of those parties right-wing Christian groups have when they burn Slayer records. Why? Because this record is fucking dick. One of those tunes that suggests that a) Hoxton is a pretentious shithole, and b) just because a DJ hangs around with the cool London indie set, it doesn’t mean he’s anything other than Fatboy Fucking Slim in Raybans. Avoid.
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