Last night, on the way back from Mudhoney in London, decided I would write the Franz Ferdinand feature in the style of a name writer on one the broadsheets. All inane observation, pop psychology and the odd bit of flirtation. Seriously. Mudhoney was great: as laconic and blistering as always, time doesn’t diminish these men just adds fresh layers of sarcasm. Highlight? ‘You Got It (Keep It Outta My Face)’ and an incredible ‘In ‘N Out Of Grace’, Peters taking sips of beer between the drum rolls. Oh, and the version of Sonic Youth’s ‘Halloween’ (originally released on a split 12-inch). I introduced the band, to much bemusement from a crowd easily half my (and their) age - no, I didn’t burst into song.

Current listening? Franz (for the feature, but the new album rocks) and BRAKES dude. Stupidly, I never made the connection they were Eamon’s band before. Man. Literate rock that doesn’t suck. Buzzsaw melodies and charm. It makes me go weak at the knees.