Ahem, I left this track unblogged for a few days half expecting one of our other writers to cover it. Listen, I can't really be that upset with anyone, except for you Howard, you totally fucked us.
Once again, due to Howard's total incompetence, the slack needs to be picked up, and Indie Shuffle's reputation as a distinguished music publication has been put on the line.
Howard's problems go way back though. He's never really been the same since the accident. Most of the office avoids him on Fridays, and absolutely no one will let them near their dogs.
Right, enough about Howie; love you some Daju.