Blognesia
I've been suffering from a particular phenonemon recently, whereby just as I'm drifting off to sleep I'll come up with a spectacularly interesting subject to blog about. When I awaken, it has gone, although I still remember the glowing sense of accomplishment that was about to be mine if I'd merely put finger to plastic.
So here are some of the lesser entrants that insist upon keeping hold of my vapid memory:
English is the new French. Spirals are the new triangles. The Streets are wicked. Global phenonemon that Mike Skinner may have become, I feel a special empathy as I grew up nearby (Coventry rather than Birmingham) and also spent my London days in Brixton and environs. Please feel free to request a translation of any particular lyric.
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