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Placebo : Special K

More high-pitched whining from the self-styled dumbest man in rock.

More high-pitched whining from the self-styled dumbest man in rock. No amount of powerhouse drumming can disguise the fact that this is formulaic angst-rock that Brian's written about a love that's either like a) a drug so

mind-numbingly dreadful that

not even The Sun bothered to mount a campaign to demonise

it, or b) a low fat breakfast cereal. Either way, its overwhelming rubbishness spells an uncertain future for the poison dwarf and

his two ghoulish henchmen.

NME understands that Clarks shoes are currently hiring sales assistants, however.





Ted Kessler









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