Too cool for a proper, full-on indie pop tune? Y’know, one of them with winey Yankoid singing on it by a guy in glasses, lyrics like, “He calls his mom/Says he’s doing fine… Puts Coldplay on/Pours a glass of wine”, girl harmonies and Visage synth bits over the chorus, hmmm? Then you, sir/madam, are a snob, a braggard and a fool. If you don’t secretly love this record you’re either dead, stupid or both. Go on, ADMIT IT.
Fountains Of Wayne
Someone To Love