During the odd ‘in-between’ space that is Week 0, I searched for a show to give me something to do, amid the random dilly-dallying and the odd collection currently occupying my time.
I didn't expect how perfectly my personal happiness would fit an album so preoccupied with the sounds of old advertisements and obsolete electronics, filled with the relentless optimism of a world that believed the future could only get better.
In a new column, Cherwell takes a look at the musical legacy of various cities around the globe. First up is Edinburgh, home to the Fringe festival, the Scottish Crown Jewels and a surprisingly illustrious musical milieu. Just don't mention Tony Blair ...