Indie-poppers are equal parts blissed out and moody
Fixed Stars : Here comes the music
This smarmy, eager-to-please, cheese-fest of a song
eager-to-please, cheese-fest of a song. Which could, in the blink
a visionary eye, be slotted into next year's Eurovision Song Contest, lip-synced by preternaturally cheerful people with far too many teeth, and lose, by a hair, to a trio of eunuchs from Luxembourg.
Still, second on the bill at the Camden Falcon this week. With any luck, next month they'll make the Dublin Castle.
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