12:21PM Jess McGuire | Admittedly, I have a tendency to proclaim everything music-related I fall in love with as “the best thing ever! In the history of
anything!“. In fact, in the past two weeks, I’ve called Danish pop group
Alphabeat “the best pop group ever!” (someone bring them out here, please –
10,000 Nights Of Thunder makes me unbelievably happy), declared Robert Forster’s
Let Your Light In Babe and Chris Stills‘
Doors To The World “pretty much the most beautiful song… ever!”, and I’ve also been quietly loudly confident that
David McCormack & The Polaroids’ unexpectedly heart wrenching tracks
Lonely and
You Are Over Me are “probably the best ever songs to cry to while riding your bike in the rain” (a specific but important genre).
But let us not take my enthusiastic dribbling idiot approach to talking about music and turn it into an excuse to ignore my passionate rantings, but instead – let’s all go completely mental over the genius of Ladyhawke.
Shall we?
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