The Count AND Sinden
All over radio, blaring out of T*p Sh*p, sound-tracking teenage snogs from John OGroats to Lifes End, this is it, a genuine bona fide pop hit. WHOOOP. So, time to pick a side– either an unbelievably depressing indictment of the toothless nature of modern indie or just a straight up catchy classic. To be fair, it really is fucking catchy, and if youve ever stomached Calvin Harris (and Im not saying you have, OK) then theres no reason not to like this. Cards on the table, I kinda like it. Cant wait to hear –insert former grime artist trying to claw out an unlikely pop career- on the remix.