Stumbled across this beaut when Spotify forced me to listen to the 'Top tracks near you' playlist (the N16 posse sure love Rihanna) and this track was number three. Intrigued, I clicked and listened. And listened again. And listened again. And...you get the picture. In fact, I listened to it more than I listened to Marcus Collin's debut single which landed in my inbox today (embarrassingly I got locked out of the system 'cos I'd played it too much).
James Vincent McMorrow's beautifully haunting version of one of my favourite childhood feel good songs works a treat and has a touch of Bon Iver/Benjamin Frances Leftwich about it. Which can only be a good thing.
However, it sounds like the sort of song Fearne Cotton pisses her pants over so I wondered if that was the reason it was such a favourite of my neighbours. However, after some brief research, I discovered that it was used in a LoveFilm ad. But you knew that, didn't you? 'cos you own a telly box. (One day I'll have a TV in my life again. From that day, you'll find me on my sofa covered in cheese ball crumbs and Dorito dust, watching back to back episodes of Cheaters. Oh Heaven.)