Keane: She Sells Sanctuary (Polydor, 2007)
Oh my god - it's a miracle! A record I like that isn't some tedious old tosspot whinging on and on and on 35 facking years ago! Of course, it is still an old song, but the idea of Keane - those perennial bed-wetting, chubby-cheeked losers (they're actually top-drawer - and lovely chaps to "boot", but there you go), covering Rock Pigs The Cult's most infamous moment is - well - great.
This is the b-side to the new single, so I'll probably get put inside for posting this.
But don't let that put you off.
Enjoy!
2 comments:
It's nice and everything but a bit kind of wimpy, don't you think?
bob, bob, bob. it's crap, they have killed a good song, you have ears made of cloth.
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