These are the first pustules of the Bedlamite fever, catalogued here for future generations. The Unsolved Man stands direct against some silly bitch in a bra and knickers cavorting a confused and lacklustre performance-mime to a dog shit love song.
“we all know you’re soft, coz we’ve all seen you dancing. We all know you’re hard coz we’ve all seen you drinking from noon until noon again”
- Belle and Sebastian