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NewsGush: Calvin Harris Rages On Twitter


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Half Man Half Biscuit once sang:

It’s a bad review, we got a bad review …oh Lord
It’s a bad review – wotta we gonna do? …oh Lord
I can’t walk down the street ‘cos other groups I might meet, and they’ll smirk
Oh, it’s a rum old do, is a bad review …oh Lord
And my girlfriend’s fuming

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Top 10: Indecipherable Lyrics


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Earworms – those confounded, parasitic melodies that take up residence within your lobes – are sometimes made all the more irksome by the fact that you can’t make out a bloody word the singer’s crooning about. Or, in most instances, slurring. Even worse, when you’re in your own little world and some independent sector of your brain decides it’d be a great idea for you to sing to yourself, you’ll find yourself warbling a sludge of meaningless drivel. You might even get caught out singing entirely the wrong words by a friend, who’ll roundly mock you for walking around with a minute slice of incorrectly-processed information in your head, before he kicks you in the shins for being such a lyric-mishearing idiot.

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Sunset Rubdown – Dragonslayer


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Sunset Rubdown are a confusing prospect. Where a good rock band will make you wait an age – all the way till the finale – before they deign to make that riff you’ve been hearing in your head throughout manifest itself, Sunset Rubdown will throw it in after five seconds. They’ll then become bored and crash, far too early on, into one of three separate and distinct choruses before unsettling you with what you thought was a coda before it just happened, carelessly, to morph into a new version of the first verse. They’re a dazzlingly fidgety bunch.

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Frankmusik – Confusion Girl


At my school – an all boy type institution – you fell into one of three camps. You might have been an indie-loving sort – rubbish at football and with enormous sideburns to prove you didn’t care about sport. You could’ve been a games-lesson-loving trendy with your facial furniture shaved to the ear so that not a single wisp of sidie adorned your non-hippy head. Or, finally, you may have been a ‘grebo’ – a metaller who broke all the rules and grew hair long, neatly trimming undergrowth with a devastating operation called an undercut – a number one or two all the way around the area below your scalp.

Mr Frank Musik, it seems, is stuck somewhere between these three schoolboy stages.

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Dolly Rockers – Je Suis Une Dolly


This new single from the Dolly Rockers is a very confusing thing to watch first thing in the morning. It takes you through the full emotional range. You start off a feeling a bit sick, then become disgusted at how meaningless it all is. You raise an eyebrow, then curl your overhang into a furious frown, mad as hell that this lightweight fluff with it’s weird lyric is being driven into your ears. But then, noticing the insane keyboards (reminiscent of Frank Sidebottom at his best) and the wilful stupidity of the lyric, if you’re as stupid as me, you start not minding it.

You would want to stay away from it for as long as possible and, if you had kids, you’d encourage them to keep a distance, but you realise, ultimately, that it’s actually quite funny.

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