Valentine’s Day is swinging round again, so it’s time for the annual humourous postcard of mild resentment. I’m not turning this into a Star Wars blog or anything.

Clap Your Hands Say Yeah last night were resolutely okay. My last few gigs have all been bit too accessible; I feel the call of pokey venues, effects pedals and complicated time signatures. Irritated I missed Charlottefield, I should put more blind faith in the Damn You kids’ judgment.