Whew. I feel old. I am currently reviewing a Best of the Mock Turtles album, which has transported me back to my indie-disco mid-teens, days of doing Bez-esque dancing while clad in an enormous Stone Roses t-shirt and ancient dyed jeans. I am listening to 'Strings and Flowers', a song i genuinely really liked back then, and it suddenly seems truly bizarre that I'm, like, reviewing it, for my job.
Oh, and speaking of age - happy birthday, katemonkey!