So, John is in a desert somewhere in America walking around watching bands no one has heard of, discussing beard growth and partying with cool people (not jealous at all). This means the blog has been let loose on an un-cool musical simpleton, without a beard... though I am ginger, so it's not that bad.
Peep this little rude boy track from Joy Orbison, or as he likes to now be called "Joy O". A ground breaking transformation I hear you say? Inspired, no doubt, by the era Prince turned himself into a symbol.
Anyway, this track is killer, and no doubt will make A list on radio one and have lads on tour requesting it in every Yates in the UK and shouting "UMM" and downing a pint of snakebite or whatever they do. Maybe a Jaeger bomb.