Mystery Jets are my happy band. Regardless of if I feel like shit, I listen to them and I immediately feel happy. Some of the songs are heartbreaking (Flakes) but the beauty in the song is enough to make me feel something no other band has and maybe never will.
Their debut album was a brilliant first album, and they beat the curse that comes with the second album. Twenty One is a masterpiece. There’s no denying it. Anybody who says differently will not win. Flakes, Hand Me Down, Hideaway…the whole album is just beautiful. I’m not even going to deny how excited I am for the new ablum, Serotonin. I’ve only heard about 3 or 4 tracks from it but going by what I have heard I believe it will probably be one of the best albums of the year. Who cares if the bastarding Mercury Music Prize doesn’t acknowledge it. It’s all about the fans reaction and I believe it will be just as mind blowing as Twenty One. Mystery Jets are a band that you can put all your faith and trust in and you know it will be safe. If they ever split up I will be devestated. I’ll be inconsolable. I’ll weep like a child whilst listening to Behind The Bunhouse. I’m not even ashamed.
Flash A Hungry Smile. < Photo of Blaine with meatballs in his mouth. It’s acceptable because it’s Blaine.
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Beat In My Bones. 