Popular Culture No Longer Applies To Me
From Brat summer to Brut autumn, comic rockers Art Brut hole up at Margate's grassroots music venue Whereelse reflecting on waning pop references and the enduring power of rock and roll
I suppose I should start by admitting that Fliss and I wrote a song about Eddie Argos. And did the long-term keeper of the Art Brut flame hear that particular pinched harmonic-fuelled pop number, you might ask? Yes, yes he did. I mean, at least we left it at the dancing, amirite? The…
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